My favorite memories are that of the children and their warm bright big smiles. The children would run up to us with tiny little pencils and a small note book and ask us for our autographs. We would write our names down and beside our autograph we would write “Jesus loves you” with a cross or a fish symbol. The kids would jump up and down with delight. Each time a child jumped for joy I prayed they would jump for Jesus someday and not for the autographs.
While the joy is there with those children my sadness and sorrow is with those who were starving and begging on the streets. The severity of poverty in
The change I experienced manifests itself in my day to day life and my world perspective. I pray that the God will continue to bless our efforts in