Apparently Megan and I have gained some weight. In the past two days five people have told us that we are big, and that I am bigger than Megan, haha! Lately, we have been walking several hours everyday, and it sure doesn’t feel like anything but our calves are bigger.

Every time we get off of the bus stop in Mumugi (down town) there is a little boy who sits on the ground in the dirt begging. His name is Vatine and he has no use of his legs. A week or so ago, we were all praying, and his precious face came into my mind and I started praying for him. The next morning pastor told us that she had a dream that she was praying for crippled children and she told one, "Stand up," and the little boy stood up and was healed. A couple days later we went to town to buy supplies for our craft making ministry with the ex-prostitutes, and we saw the little boy again. We gave him some food and then got on the bus. Chantal told us that it breaks her heart seeing children like this, and she can't look at them without crying because she has no money, she has nothing, that she can offer them. She has always had a passion for children and when she was 10 years old she used to bath and feed little kids on the street. She also wants to build an orphanage and to bring in children who are disabled. She said that disabled children are treated very poorly in families because the children are expected to help earn a living, but the disabled children can't help out as much, and are often not fed or taken care of. Lately I have been wondering if indeed it is God's will for me to do mission work and start an orphanage.

While I was talking with her I thought of the story where there were thousands of star fish washed up onto the shore. A man was running and throwing all that he could back in. Another man who was observing this said, "You can't possibly make a difference, there are far too many." The other man responded, "It makes a difference to this one," as he threw another one into the ocean. I realized that I have the capability of changing and helping so many suffering lives, and I can't pass up such a great opportunity.

The last time we saw Vatine we asked him if we could take him somewhere for a meal, but he was too scared. Although, we asked if he would be fine with it next time if his younger brother came, and he said yes. He is such a precious little boy, and I am so excited for the next time we see him. I really want to help children who have been given no opportunity for a future. It is so sad how there are no programs to help children like this in underdeveloped countries. Anyway, my time is up, good bye all! See you soon!

Mom, it won't let me get into my email, I was wondering could you send with Dave $200, because I want to give Auntie money, and I want to buy the crafts the women make and take them back to the church and sell them.