remember the poor.

This afternoon we (ELT teachers and some of our students) headed downtown to "remember the poor" by handing out food, clothes, and words of encouragement. We wanted to remind the outcasts of our city that they are not forgotten.

Here's the store of one woman we met.

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She couldn't have been much older than 30. After we got off the bus, we saw her immediately. She was sitting amidst the crowds, nursing her small son, and hoping the tin cup beside her wouldn't stay empty for long. She just moved to the city with her husband and son, and although her husband was working, she still was forced to beg.

The three of us approached her with our small offerings of fruit and bread and asked if she would want us to take her to a restaurant to get something hot. To our surprise, she initially refused our offer and claimed she wasn't hungry. We didn't really take no for an answer and asked her again if there was anything we could do for her. She agreed that we could get her some water, and she finally accepted our bags of food.

Although we hoped for more opportunities to share with her, she was shy and hesitant to talk. Fortunately, we were able to tell her of a love much greater than any of us, and the reason we, two lao weis and a Chinese college student, sought her out today for no other reason than to show her love.
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I admit. I constantly turn my eyes from the cries of the needy, whatever form they may take, but
the more I learn of His heart, the more I want to live in search of the broken with a mission to bring them the only source of true hope.

Pretty good Sunday I'd say.