Walking through the fishing village slum along the Bay of Bengal, mothers or relatives began holding their children up for me to take their photo. If you take out your camera in INDIA...watch out! You will draw a crowd.
As my desire was to make friends, I did not mind snapping shot after shot.
I began to notice that so many of my photos were of little boys. Boys are treasured among India's poor...so they are pushed proudly forward.
This old fisherman was intent that I not miss his grandson.
Conditions are heartbreaking in this slum. The day we visited, a mother begged us, through our interpreter, to take her baby girl home with us...to keep. It may not have been, we hoped, that she wanted to rid herself of this child, but rather she loved her, and wanted her delivered from this life.
The children of this area, especially the girls, have many health and safety risks. But the local Christians are not complacent...they continually reach out all they can. These Christians are GIANTS of the faith, in my book!
From this very slum fishing village, little girls were rescued, and placed in a local Christian operated Children's Home, where 49 girls are tenderly cared for...given medical attention, schooled, loved, and taught the Gospel.
I was thrilled to find out that several of these girls from that Children's Home, thanks to a generous donor, are attending the wonderful school where I have been teaching each time I visit INDIA. Discovering I had already made friends with them in my classroom, I asked them to sing for me.
Here they are, in a video clip, singing, "There's No-one Like Jesus."
"I had fainted, unless I had believed to see the goodness of the LORD in the land of the living." ~Psalms 27:13