It's not that there's some super-sneaky-supernatural-better-than-there beauty about South Africa and these children. Don't get me wrong, I think they're among the most precious and perfect in the world. But it's that sometimes we look for that faraway, extra intense, poverty-level kind of glory.
These are my Wednesday afternoons. Sweaty, dirty, there's-frog-poop-in-my-house, and the-water's-not-working-again Wednesdays. And it's just as easy for me to see my Wednesday afternoon like you see yours in whatever you do on Wednesday afternoons. So I prayed that, as we opened up for our first feeding of the year this Wednesday, I would see Wednesday the way He does. And see them the way He does. And LOOK at what I saw. (Please at least watch the video at the end... it's worth it.)
I pray for your Wednesdays too. And for your todays and tomorrows. And that we see with heaven's eyes - the ones that will be wiped tear-free and beholding perfect glory for eternity.
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Kacy, What a joy to see the celebration,smiling and dancing! Thank You for all you do
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