This is Mark.
Mark was selling newspapers on our bus in Manila before we departed for Baguio. He is in the 6th grade. He goes to school from 6 a.m. until noon, then sells newspapers at the bus station in the afternoons.
He had no shoes. Brenda bought a newspaper and gave him some candy.
He had the sweetest smile--was a bit shy, but stood looking at the bus and waving at us until we were out of sight.
I have a boy in the 6th grade, also.
Bradyn didn't ask to be born into a home where he would always have love, and food, and God.
Mark didn't ask to be born into his environment, either.
The first thing I'm going to do when I get off the plane in Alexandria is hug my boy for DAYS.
Then we're going to talk about Luke 12:48.
For unto whomsoever much is given, of him shall be much required