


Poverty.
Ever think about it? If most of us are honest with ourselves (and the readers of this blog!) we'd say no, not really. Not unless I just happen to catch a news report on TV, or one of the sad commercials that make me want to change the channel. No one LIKES thinking about poverty.
But that doesn't mean it's not there.
I was face to face with poverty when I was in Kenya last year. I couldn't believe that amount of poverty I saw. And yet, I couldn't believe the amount of joy and happiness I also saw.
I'm sure you're all wondering why I'm blogging about poverty today? What the heck?
Well, I keep forgetting to tell you that I have adopted 2 children through Compassion International. I have a "son" from South America and a "daughter" in Africa. Yes, I needed 2 more kids!!
Seriously though, it's something that I've thought about doing for years and I finally just did it this summer. I've received letters and pictures from them and I can't explain how awesome those made me feel! Especially the picture that was drawn and colored by my "daughter".
I know that the times are scary and uncertain with the markets .... but I'm going to put in a plug anyway. It really doesn't cost that much to radically change a child's life. Radically. And it doesn't take that much time to write them a letter and tell them about yourself and your family.
Just imagine. Imagine your child, or you, in their place. Imagine living in so much poverty that you can't go to school. You stay home and help your mother raise the younger children. The biggest dream you have is being able to learn. Something we all take for granted and often resent --- the privilege of learning. Imagine how wonderful it would be to get a letter! Think how rare it is for us now, with e-mail and texting, to actually get a letter. It's great! Well, imagine getting a letter from someone who cares about you and you have NO other way of communication. No phone. No computers. No cells.
Imagine.
So today is my time to move outside of myself and my life for just a moment and tell you thank you for making a difference in my life by being here.
And please consider making a difference in a child's life by being there.
Click on the Compassion button over on the right of my blog and learn about the children there who need a sponsor.
Today may be their day.
So today is my time to move outside of myself and my life for just a moment and tell you thank you for making a difference in my life by being here.
And please consider making a difference in a child's life by being there.
Click on the Compassion button over on the right of my blog and learn about the children there who need a sponsor.
Today may be their day.

6 comments:
What a great reminder! We have a little girl in Malawi and have for awhile now. It is awesome! I'm with you it's about $1 a day and some pennies we don't even miss it. Thanks for the prompting.
Love,
Julie
I saw a little boy in Keya who is 4 and had my birthday (Dec 18) but my question is, does the money do directly to that child and his family or does it go to their community. Just curious as I couldn't find it on the web page.
Love and miss ya,
Little Bro
I totally agree with your assessment of the poverty in Africa...and the joy. It's what struck me the most. Our "second son" is from India, about two weeks older than our first son. susan
Bro --- It goes to the child and his/her family.
That's the main reason I picked Compassion.
Love you!
I also sponsor a child in Kenya. Her name is Mary Angela Nabulu and she's now 8 years old. she sends me letter telling me what she got or did with the money that I sent her. You can also make a "gift" to the family and I have sent money specifically to Mary's grandmother who takes care of her, to buy something needed for the household.
I'm really hoping that someday Janine and I can go to Kenya together and I'll get to meet my adorable little "daughter":) Helping her is a real blessing for me.
Lisanne
On another note, I'm watching Dateline NBC tonight and it's about child trafficking in Cambodia. How do you wrap your mind around this? Rooms full of little (7-12) girls being sold for the night. I'm just sickened. One of the "buyers" was a doctor from Oklahoma. How completely SICK. I'd like to become a mercenary....Grrrrrr. SO SO SO sad.
Lis:(
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