Every now and then Nia will just start talking about life at the mission, aka orphanage. This morning at breakfast was one of those rare, wonderful glimpses into the window of her Former Life.
We met Mother Brown when we brought Nia home. She's a large Liberian woman with a loud, booming voice. Nia was telling Jacob (8yrs) about how Mother Brown used to beat children all over their bodies, including the face, and that she, herself, was the recipient of such a beating on her backside. Mother Brown would tell children that the witches would come at night and carry the children up into the air to be sacrificed if they didn't obey. Nia told us about 2 children at the orphanage who were supposedly Witch Princesses and Witch Prince, the children of a witch.
Honestly, these children may have truly been children of a witch, or from how Nia described them, they may have just had a physical deformity and were the victims of labels and verbal abuse.
We told Nia that, yes, indeed there are witches, but they don't fly in the air and they will never take her away in the night. We tried to stress that Mommy and Daddy will always tell her the truth about things. We don't want to scare her into obedience, but we want her to obey from a heart that loves God. I don't know about her salvation, it's just too hard to tell. She obviously knows bible stories and things about Jesus, but it's so mixed up as Folklore Theology. Some truth, lots of folklore.
And then the window closed....for now.