So I mentioned the other day that I’d decided to do something with some money I could survive without.
(My mum’s already panicking)
Before I go any further I want to reassure you this is not a decision I made rashly but something I’ve been thinking about and wanting to do for a long time. I’ve done my maths and my homework – everything is under control.
A number of the people whose blogs I read (Heather, Los and Anne) are involved in a charity called Compassion, which I too have mentioned a couple of times. It’s a Christian charity through which you sponsor a child in a developing country and from your monthly donation they receive an education, meals, clothing and shoes, medical check-ups and support for their family.
I think you’ve already guessed where this is going (and my mum is probably properly freaking out now).
Please meet Enrique
Is he not just beautiful?!
He’s six years old. He’s from Honduras in Central America. Apparently he likes to play ball games and with cars.
Now I get to write to him, pray for him and support him, hopefully until he is able to leave school healthy and happy and make his own way in the world.
It’s not a small commitment but it is a small sacrifice.
I took the plunge because I didn’t want to be a hypocrite any more.
So I have one less Starbucks coffee in a week or one less drink in the pub on a Saturday. I don’t buy the things I don’t need. I stop shopping in FatFace. I read all the books I already have instead of adding another one to my collection.
He gets an education. He gets clothes. He gets to learn about Jesus. He gets love. He gets life.
If I can do this, you can too.
And in case you still need convincing, watch the video below and see the impact Compassion has on people’s lives.
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I’ll be keeping you up to date with his news too and would love if you could join with me in praying for him and his family, and children like him, and less fortunate than him, everywhere.
“Truly I say to you, as you did it to one of the least of these my brothers, you did it to me” Matt 25:40
(Dad, you can pick mum up off the floor now, tell her it was a dream or something?)