It just finished raining and there are faint voices of children singing about 100 yards from me; in the distance crickets are chirping; there is a slight chatter of talking and laughing; all is well in our little village...
But I can't imagine growing up in a place where you fight just to pick picked up and thrown in the air. Or receiving something new and immediately thinking of where to hide it. Or playing soccer on gravel…and loving it. Its hard to understand exactly what these kids deal with. Its hard to know how to react…do you hand things out knowing only the strong ones will end up with it? Do you keep playing when you know it causes jealousy? How much will a few days change lives?
If people keep coming. And Global Orphan Project keeps doing what they are doing….i think it matters. I think things will change. But if we give up. If the rest of the world says "poverty is too much…these countries are too corrupt…governments and policies continue to fail"…if that is the attitude that wins we all loose.
There are children here that not only deserve better, they have something to offer the world and make it better. There are gifted artist and athletes; compassionate teachers and coaches, future entrepreneurs and managers. We can not continue to blame the past, or shrug our shoulders to the present and not offer a better solution. Needs are great- everywhere- but our innovation combined with compassion and powered by God's Spirit… are not great than what we can do together.
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