I grew up in a third world country.
(evidently dragging around a bag of fresh carrots! yes that's me.)
I saw poverty. ALL. the. time.
My heart hurt.
I didn't know what to do.
...and I wondered why God let "all of this" go on.
The greatest of these is...love.
Summed up in this...Love God. Love people.
Love is not easy.
I may not be able to do much, maybe just this little post.
(I hear that He is good at multiplying.)
