As I walked to town, I passed the Catholic church, where so very many persons line the sidewalks hoping for a few coins thrown their way. It is often overwhelming to have so many congregated together as I can’t help them all; but if I can single one out, I try to help. I had no money on me at the time, and had to pass on by, feeling rather helpless as I...
“Inshuti, Inshuti, You have to come, Mom is sick and she needs you. Please come.” The pleas came from 5 young children, I’d met about a month prior in the streets, when they first came running and shouting, “Umuzungu!” and proceeding to ask for food. Since that time, I had seen the children at least weekly when I would ride into the city for errands. After the first time we went and bought bread and milk together and sat down...
Haven’t you always just loved the Good Samaritan? Each and every time I have heard this story as told by Jesus in Luke 10, my heart is full of joy for the deeds of the Samaritan; but I must admit a great deal of disdain for the Priest and the Levite. I find it easy to feel contempt for them as they walked past this poor man in need simply turning away. I suppose, that you, like I have, have...
