The slums- where you are greeted by smiling faces of little ones awaiting your arrival.
The slums- where you get to be a storyteller for a day and tell stories about Jesus’ love.
The slums- where you get to showcase your best acting skills / theatrical sounds and effects during skits.
The slums- where 50+ kids swarm around you like a colony of bees.
The slums- where kids use tombstones as a table to draw and color on.
The slums – where most people would see a bunch of tents and garbage and have pity on the people there.
The slums – where the Lord fixated my eyes on things other than the obvious.
The slums- where the Lord expressed His joy through the smiling faces of these kids.
The slums- where children of a traditional religious background are eager to know more of Jesus.
The slums – where kids have had only some exposure to Jesus yet know that He loves them and will protect them.
The slums- where God’s Love radiates so bright within the children’s smiles , eyes and laughter.
The slums – where 50+ kids are yelling “Auntie,” over and over again desperately craving your attention.
The slums – where God taught me that His joy is richer than anything else in this life.
The slums – a place that will never leave you the same.
