Many years ago, when I was a Children’s Ministry Director, the Youth Leader and I decided to take twenty-eight teenagers on a Mission Trip to Juarez, Mexico for a week. As we drove into the city, reality started to sink in where we were being asked to serve. Painted black poles on both sides of
Do Small Things with Great Love My back turned towards the door, head down focused on the task in front of me, I heard the small, shuffling steps of a child entering the office. “Christine, I have something for you”. I immediately turned to see a young boy with a shy smile, hands held behind