

I met this mother

raising four children in her wood hut of a home. The house is built on stilts because every year, during the rainy season, a good portion of the village floods...her house included. I sat on the floor of her home, made of scraps of wood, and listened (through an interpreter) as she told us how Compassion's program has made a difference in her children's lives. They know the Lord. They are healthy. They are getting an education. Three things the mother deemed vital, but certainly unattainable without Compassion's help. She was a strong woman...and impressive woman who was doing all she could for her children. A good mother.

Children playing on the playground equipment at the Compassion project.
A girl in the classroom at a Compassion project.
