Yesterday, a pastor of a church in Dhaka, Bangladesh sent me a picture of this child.
It was attached that Ihe decided to live with them. They looked so much alike that they were like an older sister and a younger brother. Recyclable garbage that seems to be a plastic bottle full of plastic bags larger than their height
I was able to see how they were collecting probably, things that are likely to be sold from the mountain of garbage are likely to become money
I think that they picked up things and took them to town to make a living.
It is so, so, so happy that these two brother and sister met this pastor and are able to live together.
It is said that there are many poor families in Japan who cannot eat even three meals a day.
There are societies where children are living in incomparable poverty.
A quagmire where nothing can be done even if they want to get out
A load too heavy to crush
The long, long darkness that I wondered when it would end.
A child, a very young child. they didn’t know what it meant, and before they knew it, They started picking up trash that people had thrown away.
had to nothing but darkness.
But there was light.
A helping hand was extended. They got out of the quagmire.
From today onwards, they will be wearing beautiful uniforms and giving thanks to Jesus.
I discussed with this pastor that Psalm 23 is the children’s song.
Psalm 23
A psalm of David.
1The Lord is my shepherd, I lack nothing.
2He makes me lie down in green pastures,
he leads me beside quiet waters,
3he refreshes my soul.
He guides me along the right paths
for his name’s sake.
4Even though I walk
through the darkest valley, a
I will fear no evil,
for you are with me;
your rod and your staff,
they comfort me.
5You prepare a table before me
in the presence of my enemies.
You anoint my head with oil;
my cup overflows.
6Surely your goodness and love will follow me
all the days of my life,
and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever.
