Why did I answer the call to become a missionary, in a land far away, in Africa, because God called me to, and because of the children.
These children who have nothing find joy in everything, and they are on fire for the Lord.
Unlike children in America they do not take the things they do have for granted. Starvation runs ramped here, and children die daily sometimes it seems hourly.
It is enough to break your heart, but when you reach through to a child when you are not only able to feed their bodies but their souls, then you feel as if the Lord is smiling down on you. I know that he is.
I look out and yes even up to these children, you see I sit in a chair. An accident when I was sixteen landed me here, but I refuse to let this dream die. I must say it is not always easy, wheeling on uneven ground, but some of the children here who can not walk, are simply left to die.
It breaks my heart, and I want to save them all each and everyone of them. I want to show these people that every child here has a value, that every child on this earth was put here for a reason.
God loves each and every one of us.
And if God has a plan to use you, he is not going to let a chair stop him from using you.
If God wants to heal you too, no doctors is going to tell you that you will never walk again, because God is truly a miracle worker.
These children, these beautiful children are proof of that.