Seven months ago, I moved to Colorado to work for Compassion International. Before joining this ministry, I believed strongly in the work they were accomplishing, and have sponsored a child since 2003. After joining this ministry...I have seen the effects on the lives of children, and am excited to come to work each day to write yet another story of God at work.
I could literally talk for hours about Compassion. About the child whose only meal comes from a Compassion project. About the families who have come to know Christ through their son or daughter who learned about God through Compassion. About the Compassion staff on the field who work tirelessly...many taking in these children to their own homes. I could talk about our Child Survival Program, where pregnant mothers and infant children receive care. I could tell you about the Haitian teen whose forced bitter herbs down her throat so she would abort her baby...a baby who is now part of the Child Survival Program. I could tell you about our Leadership Development Program, where sponsors pay for young adults to attend college. I could tell you the story of a young man who believes...no, who knows...he will become the next president of Kenya.
But instead, I’ll tell you about my children, whose smiling faces remind me of the love of God each and every day.
Vitoria, from Brazil...who informed me in her last letter that she was “growing up to be a very beautiful girl.” A miracle, since most children in poverty have been taught that they are nothing.
And Crown, the boy I write to in Thailand. His sweet spirit comes across in each letter, as he asks me to pray for his family.
And little Anny Rose, my newest child, in Mexico. When I saw her smiling face, I couldn’t resist. How could I say no?
Sorry for the long post. Compassion has changed my life in so many ways. I’d love to share more if you’re interested! Or, I can just direct you to some stories on the website