Welcomed with little ones all in a row throwing flowers into our faces. Petals don't seem to get high enough to hit our heads. A little coffee as we sit outside, as they sit quietly inside drinking their one glass of milk. As quietly as large group of children ranging from 3-13 yrs. can. We sneak inside and tell them stories of how much Jesus loves them, adores them and cares for them. So much that He has placed people in their lives to feed them good food 6/7 nights a week. They stood and sang songs to us, spoke memory verses, and all knelt in a beautiful prayer that brought tears to my eyes of thanks, blessings, and love. Then they got up into an assembly line of rice (the largest pot of it I have seen), egg curry, and sambar. Thankful for the opportunity to witness and capture...
