This may be the shortest blog I ever write.
I just wanted to share a thought with you that I’ve been processing this past week. As I was cleaning up the grounds where we live, I was shocked when I saw the “walls” of the bungalow in the back yard.
It was made up of Samaritan’s Purse cardboard boxes. You know, the shoeboxes you make for kids at Christmas time?
These are the kids.
These are the kids who are receiving our gifts.
I think I’ve been traveling for too long because “poverty” seems normal. I work with kids in extreme poverty every day and I don’t even think about it. They’re just normal kids. They love life. They have incredible amounts of energy. They’re excited to receive attention. They love playing limbo with a stick.
But these are the kids. I feel blessed to have met so many.
That’s it. That’s my blog.
Braulio. Ecuador.
Carmen. Ecuador.
Peru.
South Africa.
Jemma. South Africa.
Joao Bude. Mozambique.
Jaden and Ayanda. Swaziland.
Cambodia.
