I think a little girl in my church class is being abused.
Today she came in and the beade flower on her flip flops was about to fall off. She was distraught. I told her I would cut it off and get brother pâté to fix it. She instantly started bawling. She said he grandma was going to be very mad at her. In my mind I'm like poor child these shoes couldn't be more than $5 and if that the case I'll buy another pair. Then as I am hugging her I notice her bruised arms that weren't there Monday. I asked her what happen and she said she didn't remember. Then I started asking about her dad. He is in jail. Asked about her mom. She is a drug addict. So I guess she is living with the not so nice grandma.
I asked around our church members to get more info. Apparently it wouldn't surprise a soul if this little girl was bein abused. And her home life is miserable is what I was told.
This has been eating away at me all night. I have no idea what to do. All I want is to take her in my arms and bring her home with me. I am hoping that I can pull her aside a have my pastor talk with her and me. He knows her family and her home life. It's eating me up.