This website was created to share with others the journey God has taken us on as He prepares our hearts for the missionary work He has planned for us in India.
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India- The Life of a Child
Taught to hate at such young ages, They go through life and its many stages. Each raised to worry only for themself They learn to steal from those who have wealth. Babies go unloved; raised only to make money. Taught to beg throughout the streets, they learn to be so cunning. Some will be sold by the hour As strangers pay to have this power. Returning in the morning, they're sent back to the streets, While they shoeshine to make money, their parents stay asleep. Each fears the wrath when they return If not enough that day was earned. So full of life at this young age They soon will learn to disengage. Hurt and hate build up inside But soon these feelings will collide. Approaching yet another age They act robotic by this stage. The heart has numbed so deep below Emotions felt, no longer flow. These hearts that were so young of age Have now grown up to be enslaved. Repeating the life of those before A head lays down on the cold, damp floor. How much difference could it make - How little effort it would take To show them love at this young age And maybe start a brand new page. These kids who've learned only to cope May suddenly be given hope. I pray dear Lord to send them love, The kind that comes from You above, So maybe they will recognize That through Your Son a new life lies. To India God's called of me So He can work and set them free. Please don't let me be too still But send me forth to do Your will.
