As the days go by, I notice myself progressively getting more sore. Maybe it’s because we dug a drainage ditch, or installed cupboards, or maybe even mixing cement by shovels for the trash area. Honestly, I think it’s from
getting schooled playing soccer and football with these kids.
These boys who are rocking our world with their life stories. These boys who were left out, discarded for the world to consume, only to be grabbed by a friend or family member so that they may have a better life.
These boys… who are teaching us all more than they could ever know, about what it really means to be grateful, and what it really means to receive God’s grace and love.
As I was emailing everybody who has wanted to participate in sending out personal letters to each of these boys, I was reading all of the stories that we gathered from each of them. These boys have gone through so much, yet have so little, but it’s just enough to get them to persevere through what they’ve been through.
God is great.
When I get back, I’ll share each of the boys stories. Your world’s gonna be rocked.