Today my dad and uncle were watching a reality show that was telling the stories of some young girls that had made some bad choices in their lives and were getting another chance at life.
To my uncle my dad explained that, "kids like that, they're missing hope. All they need is some hope; to know that there is something better for them."
I was somewhat astonished he understood and saw that.
He's becoming quite a someone.
Its like my parents have started up this "ministry" lately.
They've always expressed compassion to the needs of others throughout the years.
But lately I've noticed how much they are touched by the pains of the people around them.
How they give of themselves and their time and their resources to care for them.
I love that God works through anyone.
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