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Posted 2012-11-25T07:59:58Z

A letter from Jr.

Kathy, Megan & Blake,

J.R. wrote a letter giving thanks to the supporters. This boy is special and I am blessed to be a part of his life. He has a new hope, an excitement about his future that he has not had since his leg was cut off. He carries a big burden on his shoulders to support his family now that his dad is dead. This is his drive, his passion, to provide for his family. He had lost this hope when he could no longer afford to go to school, but now this hope has been revived and he gives the credit to Jesus and is very thankful to the Lord's vessels. J.R. attended church today and is now hanging out at my house as I write this and study. It is obvious that he is looking for male guidance, a father, which he had and lost. I can't be that, but I know who can be much more, his heavenly Father and I will direct him to the comfort of the Lord as long as we are a part of each other’s life. Again, thank you Kathy, Megan and Blake for helping J.R. Here is his letter...[...]

Posted 2012-11-17T08:19:41Z

God's Goodness in Suffering

I began to realize lately, that amongst all the suffering, there are some who are suffering more than the others. This may seem obvious, but it’s hard to see the sickest amongst a very sick people. The people here barley have enough food to eat, but some are barely surviving and eat once a day if they are lucky. Everyone here needs cloths, but some have none, just a ripped up pair of shorts to cover with. Everyone has trouble getting medicine and suffers because of it, but some families have members who have died over simple infections that two dollars worth of amoxicillin could have cured. I was praying for these, to help them, to be a vessel, an ambassador of Jesus, to show that He cares and is still pursuing those He loves so much.[...]

Posted 2012-11-08T02:22:50Z

A Must Read Update from Caleb Barton

It can be hard, overwhelming even, to live in a place of such poverty. Every person, every child and every animal I come into contact with has countless needs and countless family members with countless needs. It is impossible to meet 1/100th of the needs within a square mile of where I sleep. It is not just the overwhelming poverty that has begun to feel heavy, but I am viewed as someone who can meet all the needs because I have an endless supply of money. This is the cultural view of American’s and it is a warped. There is no distinction between a retired American and a poor missionary, we are all viewed the same. When I give everything I have, the people never see, or don’t choose to see, the sacrifice it took to give to all those people and children. They don't see the sweaty nights because I had no fan. They don't see that I have been sleeping on the floor for two years because I have no bed. They don’t see that I have no place to put my close and I eat oatmeal two times a day every day. Those people I can't help, because I absolutely have no more, feel as if I am holding back on them. They think I have the money to help but am not willing, this is painful![...]