Baby Luke’s Story
“The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it.”
John 1:5
Every so often, we encounter a story that reminds us why we do what we do — a story that cuts through the heaviness of Myanmar’s suffering and shows us the quiet, steady work of God’s love.
Baby Luke’s story is one of those reminders.
Luke was born at noon one day and abandoned just a few hours later. A doctor called our team around 5 p.m., his voice shaking: “There’s a newborn baby who has been left behind. Can you help?”
When we brought him home, Luke weighed just four pounds, two ounces. He was weak, dehydrated, and unable to breastfeed. From that moment on, our caregivers stepped in fully, feeding him milk from a bottle every few hours, keeping him warm through the night, monitoring his breathing and tiny weight gains, praying over him with every sip he managed to swallow, and surrounding him with the affection, safety, and consistency he had been denied.
This wasn’t dramatic rescue work. It was quiet, persistent, hands-on love — the kind that saves a life one small act at a time.
Day after day, we watched miracles unfold. His frail body grew stronger. His eyes brightened. And the baby once abandoned became a child deeply loved — not only by us, but by God Himself.
When Luke turned two, something beautiful happened. He began singing praise songs in the middle of playtime, stopping to fold his hands and pray in his soft, earnest voice. We could see the Spirit of God moving in his young heart.
Today, Luke is five — full of energy, laughter, and love for Jesus. He helps lead the children’s evening service, guiding others in worship with a joy that far outweighs his small frame.
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