One
of the mornings in Zimbabwe we were working at the local elementary school, and
this little girl found me, and slipped her boney little hand into mine.
Her eyes broke my heart. The sadness that engulfed her was
almost unbearable. I wanted to pick her up right then and there, and take her
home with me (for the record she is still with her sister in Zimbabwe).
Little Samantha stayed with me all
day. She never left my side the entire time we were at the school. And by the
end of the day, well, I think I’ll let the pictures speak for themselves.
To think that maybe Jesus used me to show His love to this little girl, and that her life got even just a little bit happier because I was there.
There is no greater reward than that,
to see a child smile because of you, to see a child laugh, to see a child happy.
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