I will never forget the little ones I held, rocked, and played with. I will never forget the despair and hopelessness Ive seen, felt, and heard. I will never forget the little band of Christians there striving to exist in a harsh, corrupt environment. I will never forget the India I experienced because the eyes and smiles of the kids traveled home with me, in my heart.
God has sent us a little angel dresses as a dirty, tiny boy. He has so much to teach us of empathy and pure joy.It is our goal and most important role as his FOREVER Mom and Dad to love, nurture, and guide this little angel into a confident, caring man.
There was a little girlwith strawberry hairShe had light glue eyesand skin that was fair.Everwhere she wentand to everyone she metShe asked the same questionand this is how it do freckles come from?