This is part of why there's an epidemic of spoiled, ungrateful kids in my area. So how do we teach our kids empathy and compassion?
|Kim lead a bunny hop contest. People will do a lot for $5.|
|Celebrating birthdays. Kimberley turned 6. George has been clean for 17 years.|
|Forlorn Hope leading worship.|
|Trish and Vanessa watched from the back with their kids.|
|Joe Williams prays over the crowd.|
Nathan didn't have too much to say about the whole thing. Sometimes I would catch the boys staring at certain people and once I saw Nathan trying to wave away some cigarette smoke. I don't think they noticed the trannies...if they did they didn't ask.
Later that night while tucked safely in bed, Alex told Mike that those people didn't have any houses or food. Then during his usual bedtime prayer, completely unprompted, he prayed that Jesus would help the people find homes.
That is a bit part of why we went. But not just for my boys, for me as well, that the Lord would have the opportunity to work in my heart, and of course He did just that. One really big conclusion I came to was this: the people there are not so different from me and my family. We all are in desperate need of someone to save us from ourselves. We're all created by the same God who loves us all the same amount, like a crazy passionate dad. We all need Jesus.