understand it. I try to process through it and never can come up with anything productive BUT above all I know God is GOOD and I will still PRAISE HIS NAME! I don’t understand how
the world came to this. Parents in tough circumstances who are not able to care for there children. Pimps who make their 4 year old sit on a corner in
front of a fast food chain restaurant, smile, and hold there hand out for
money. Grandparents who pimp out their grandchildren for money so that they can pay a hospital bill. THERE HAS TO BE ANOTHER WAY!!! The decisions people make…THE SIN….all of it affects another. It affects the way children view love, the way they view God, the way they view themselves….and I could go on and on…
Actually…hold on a minute.
Back story: A few weeks ago…Kathryn, Katie, Kristi (teammates) and I went to
Jollibee down the street for a sundae on a Saturday night.
children sitting on the street corner begging for money. The dirt was caked on
from head to toe, and the sores on their feet needed to be cleaned. They were
beautiful children. Bright eyes and bright smiles under the dirt. Both children were probably 4-5 years of age. One was a special needs child. We
felt the pull to purchase some food and feed them. The children were very hesitant to eat the food from us and in less than 5 minutes a
clean, nicely dressed man came out of nowhere and stood nearby staring directly at us. It
was obvious they were “his children”. Being a group of 4 girls late on a
Saturday night outside on a street corner, we decided to leave the beautiful
boys. At that very moment, there was nothing we could do for them. So, we
walked away angry and when I looked back, the pimp was eating their
food. Anger came over my body….RIGHTEOUS ANGER!!!
for money?
to leave little ones sitting in the sun on a street corner all day until it’s so late
at night that everything is shut down?
children scared?
sleep?
Since then….every time I pass by the restaurant at that specific corner
I look for those boys. I know all I can do is pray for them. I know their reality isn’t the
reality I want for them or that God wants for them.
Fast forward to this Thursday night..March 25th……..
On Thursday night after dinner four of us (Chris Cave, Amanda Glenn, and Mike Schuerman) walked to the Mini
Stop, which is the popular place to stop and get a chocolate and vanilla twist
cone for 15p. It’s a good way to get some exercise,
which is just enough to maybe burn off that twist ice cream cone. Walking to the Mini
Stop you pass poverty, polluted water, sick animals, wandering kids, karaoke,
gambling, food vendors, and smiling faces.
We get to the Mini Stop.
through the glass with his cute nose smushed up against it. He looked at us and smiled.
My heart sank.
cheese delicacy was purchased.
answered. I learned my lesson last time. This time we sat with him. We helped
break apart the food for him and waited until he was finished with every last
bite. He was so fun to play with. You could see the freedom he felt while playing inside the Mini Stop. His pimp showed up again outside of the Mini Stop trying to get him to
come outside. He hid under a little table and continued to eat his food.
Above all God is good. I will continue to PRAISE HIS NAME!! He is loving, He provides…He provides always….even if it doesn’t look the way I think….
