Lily's kids

Lily's kids

Sunday, June 29, 2014

New faces

Time has been flying lately. Or is that what usually happens here? How has it been eleven months already!?
With Belen and Juan Gabriel
Jessa, Ellie and my sister Maddy just left last week which was hard because it was such an amazing time that we shared together. Love those girls! We made some awesome memories! Eating the m&ms that Maddy left me... THANKS MADDY!
This year we have welcomed 5 new children into our family here at CDE.
Little Sabina is now getting so big and is such a happy and smiley baby!
Grace Abigail (Elizabeth’s baby sister) is growing almost as much as her hair is. We think she looks like one of the baby monkeys from Tarzan ;)
Grace Abigail
Two brothers, Elvis and Alex, ages 13 and 9 came a few months ago and are transitioning well into living with this new giant family. Such sweet boys!
And the newest little one joined me in my home. Little Mari Ros is so precious and has the sweetest giggle. She calls everyone “Mommy” which breaks my heart because her own very young mommy didn’t care about her, whether she ate or not, where she slept and Mari Ros was left abandoned many times in her short two years. She has been adjusting very well and it is so sweet watching her play with July and Peniel. 
Mari Ros
Winter break started this week and we are Lord willing heading out to go camping all next week with all the kids except for the babies. It should be a blast! Were praying for NO rain!!! Sleeping in tents with my little ones should be an adventure! But I’m all ready for it! Can’t wait!!! 
Can’t believe how much I love these babies. Every day they teach me more and more about how to be a better “Tia” and “mommy”. How many times do I just sit watching them amazed at how much they’ve grown in these two and a half years. God is doing amazing things! 

Me with my kids
Thank you so much for all your prayers, love and support. Every “like” and comment on Facebook really encourages me and all the messages and emails blow me away. Thank you all for continuing to follow this little old blog and my facebook messages. I know that they aren’t very regular but life can be crazy with 9 under 7 and a teenager too. Plus add in another 60 kids that run around your house all day. Joyous noise! Laughter here is contagious! 
Much love from Bolivia!!!

Saturday, June 28, 2014


“Tia Lily... she’s my mommy.” I’ve heard her say it multiple times. Does she know her own mother exchanged her for two bottles of alcohol?
“Mommy!!!” she calls me all day every day. She’s only been away from her own mommy for two weeks. She loves her “wawa” the stuffed animal doll that was the last gift her birth mom gave her even though her health and well being never even crossed her mother’s mind.
A small raggedy pajama tshirt that her aunt had given her. “Mommy” she would always say as she put it on. A small connection to the young mother she is already forgetting.
How easily are these women judged. How could she? We think. We forget so easily the results of prostitution. How many abortions do these young girls and women go through? And what happens to the little ones who do get the chance to live? Are they left in some dark corner while “mommy” has to go to work again? 
How sad it is to see a lack of love. Young teenagers having to finish growing up in a matter of minutes as they realize that they are pregnant. Pressure from their lovers and friends to go out dancing and drinking every night so you leave the baby somewhere for a night... or two... or three... Sometimes it’s easier to forget about the problem than deal with it... right?
Constant fear and running from an abusive home. Not even a teenager and now a mother. More abuse and not only fearing for yourself but this baby growing inside of you. You’ve only just started puberty and you have to deal with this? A death certificate that only whispers the truth... suicide by venom and also physical abuse. Will my little baby remember me?
My heart breaks for these young mothers. For their babies. Their babies now calling me mama. I look down on their little ones sleeping tonight and pull the blanket up under their chin. Kiss tiny cheeks, pray a silent prayer of protection. God has taken them out of dark situations and I pray that by God’s grace they can change their stories. From rejection to a college education. From neglected to a steady job. From orphaned to a mama with children. These are the dreams I have for my three little girls. This is the prayer I pray for them each night. That God would keep them. 
They aren’t mine. I can’t change their past. I can love them now though. I can show them God’s love for them. Because His love for them makes mine invisible. 
These aren’t just sweet faces. They’ve been through too much already. But God is at work. He hasn’t forgotten them. 

Please don’t forget these little ones. They are far too precious to be ignored. Please pray. Please share! 
With much love from Bolivia,
Lily Fluharty

Thursday, June 5, 2014

A Hole in the Darkness

A Hole in the Darkness
Lily Fluharty

Today I’m fighting. 
Hands doubled up against the ugliness.
I’m squinting my eyes to see in the heavy air surrounding me.
My chest feels heavy.
I’m almost too tired to inhale.
But I stand against it.
Fighting back against the hurt and confusion.
In the midst of the swirling darkness
I look up to the light.
Look up to clarity and something pure.
My feet slip and stumble
But before I fall I am steadied by strong arms.
My fighting fists are made stronger 
As his hands envelope mine.
He punches a hole in my darkness.
Steadying my racing heart
He whispers the truth to me.
I love you. You are mine.
Don’t fear.
Not this darkness, not the fear or confusion.
Do not fear losing your hope
Because I am your hope and I will never leave.
Do you trust me?
He lifts my fallen chin with strong hands.
Loving pierced hands 
Making my heart ache because of His loving pain
Dear Daughter, you’re mine.
He whispers in my ear.
All the fear and emptiness and hurt disappears
As He fills my very being with Himself.
A new life. A new victory.
He punched a hole in my darkness

And gave me strength to keep fighting for Him.

His love is stronger

His LOVE IS STRONGER so what then shall I fear?
When fear threatens I will turn my eyes on God. Like Peter I won’t be afraid by the waves but will grab onto Jesus’ hand and will follow His example. I sink so easily and try to swim at all costs. Panicking and trying to keep my head above the waves. But Jesus is standing in the midst of the storm. Calm. Peaceful. Strong. Holding His hand out to me. His amazingly beautiful, pierced hands. “Why did you doubt? He asks as the wind ceases and the storm calms. “I will never let you go. I died for you. I gave you every last breath I had. So do not fear. Do not fear man or any other thing because I have overcome the world.” 
I fall on my face and cry out for forgiveness and that cry turns to praise as I dwell on waht Jesus has accomplished at the cross. 
I will live in Jesus- His love, blood, peace, JOY and strength.
I won’t live in fear. I am His. 
“May the God of peace... equip you with everything good for doing His will, and may He work in us what is pleasing to Him, through Christ Jesus...” Hebrews 13:21
Really liked this quote from my devotional...

“Be persuaded, timid soul, that He has loved you too much to cease loving you.”   
-Archbishop Fenelon
So amazed at the love of my Jesus. In the midst of good and hard days He is here with me. Though trials may come we can rest in His everlasting arms.
Blessings and love from Bolivia!
~Lily Fluharty