Eden Home and Precious Life
Sarnai’s first trip back to Mongolia—bringing medical supplies and personnel—turned into several thereafter, and on one of them during the winter, the mission team stopped by a dump site. There Sarnai met a little girl living on the site and asked her when she last ate a hot meal. The question confused the girl as she had never known of such a thing as a hot meal. Winters in Mongolia meant temperatures of as low as minus forty degrees. Sarnai admitted that had she gone as a single woman, that incident might have haunted her for a while, and she would feel bad, but that would have been the end of it. As she went there as a mother, it took on a whole different impact.
Sarnai set up a small outfit, hired a local guy to run it, and fed the dump site kids on Wednesdays and Saturdays. When they served the first meal, they had ten voracious kids who ate four or five huge bowls of food. Within a few months, 120 kids jostled for their bi-weekly meals. Yet, Sarnai saw that nothing changed—the kids got fed, left, got hungry, came back, got fed, left, got hungry again. So, she resolved to take in and focus on just a few orphan kids who would otherwise not survive the winter and do a good job with them. She bought a plot of land—“in the worst area next to the dump site”—put up a fence, and build a Yurt. That became Eden Home.
Some of the older children come into Eden Home so broken from the trauma they had faced by age twelve or thirteen. The state-run orphanages favor kids who are healthy, talented, and promising. With the conviction that Jesus came for the sick, Sarnai started a second orphanage called Precious Life to take in newborn babies rejected and abandoned in hospitals. Sarnai stresses that she hesitates to play God and choose the kids. Rather, God always leads her to the hardest cases. She would think, “Oh my gosh, how am I going to deal with this? But God always makes something beautiful out of it. The broken kids come to us and when they change, they become a testimony to their caregivers. I always try to be thoughtful and kind but, in my mind, I’m not really thinking about reaching the caregivers, because they’re working and we’re paying them, right? But God also tends to the people who work for us. His love just amazes me over and over.”
About The Author
Born and raised in Singapore, June thrives on exposure to new cultures and has lived in eleven cities since she was nineteen. June is a theater and visual artist who loves the wonder of stories and explores them in various art forms. June is also working towards her ThM at Dallas Theological Seminary.