Today we headed back to the Kalpur Slum to spend another day with the children and their families. Once again they showered us with greetings and smiles… and this beautiful flower.
I have to admit I’ve been a bit overwhelmed by all the attention. They are eager for you to look them in the eye, shake their hand or say their name.
I find myself wrestling with the tension of the attention.
I am no hero, celebrity or savior. I’m just one spoiled American who flies in on a fancy plane and leaves before it gets too difficult.
But, it’s not who I am.
It’s what I represent.
… And what I represent is HOPE.
Hope for an education, a hot meal, a chance to learn the arts. Hope for clean water, a steady job, a home that is their own.
From the children, to their parents, to the teachers and leaders at the school, our presence gives them renewed hope. They know that other people care for them and are praying for them from thousands of miles away. They know that a church in Nashville, TN is financially contributing to this project each month making their hope possible.
You know what? Being “hope” didn’t cost me much today, but being “hope” inspired these families in an immeasurable way!
Here’s a quick clip from our craft project today. Most of these kids have never done anything like this.
Can you see the hope in their eyes?