Today we said farewell to the wonderful young ladies at the Girls Home.
As we sat on the floor and painted faces, I watched one of the youngest and liveliest girls smiling with a butterfly stretching across her face. Her name is Nila. When walking through the RLD last night, we met her mom and saw her previous home. Nila likely slept beneath her mother's bed in their tight, 3rd-floor room roughly the size of my bathroom. Outside the door she once walked through sat piles of rubbish (British lingo) and dirt-filmed walkways.
Now she sleeps in her own bed in a clean, spacious home. I thank Jesus for how He powerfully transforms our external environment as well as the inner workings of our souls. Will you praise God along with me for the work He's done in the lives of these special girls?
As we sat on the floor and painted faces, I watched one of the youngest and liveliest girls smiling with a butterfly stretching across her face. Her name is Nila. When walking through the RLD last night, we met her mom and saw her previous home. Nila likely slept beneath her mother's bed in their tight, 3rd-floor room roughly the size of my bathroom. Outside the door she once walked through sat piles of rubbish (British lingo) and dirt-filmed walkways.
Now she sleeps in her own bed in a clean, spacious home. I thank Jesus for how He powerfully transforms our external environment as well as the inner workings of our souls. Will you praise God along with me for the work He's done in the lives of these special girls?
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