Massages and Broken Hearts

Today began as a great day! A few weeks ago, I fell in my office at Furman and hurt both knees but the worst pain has been in my back where as my mama always said, "I stove it up." I think sleeping in the plane and also sleeping on a different mattress along with the fall, has had me saying, "oh, my aching back." AND I've meant it literally. Kris and Demps had told me about a therapeutic masseuse who charges only $20/hour. Oh, did I need this! Demps called, made me an appointment and I went this morning at 8:30 a.m. Isis worked on me until a little after 10 a.m. (for the same $20) and did it ever feel good. My back has felt so much better today.

As we were leaving the masseuse salon, there was a police car out front. Kris said, "look, Mom, they have a little boy." I looked and there was a little boy in the back seat of the car with huge crocodile tears rolling down his cheeks. My heart broke then and all afternoon he has come to my mind and I have prayed that whatever his circumstances, that God would be with him, comfort his little boy heart and put somebody in his path who will love him and take care of him. It would be so hard for me to be here all the time and see the hurt on the faces of the children. I'd want to bring them all home with me and love on them, hoping love would overcome their pain. I do know that for every one that is helped, there are millions more who need a hug and someone to love them. But for today, I do pray for the one who had trouble with the police today. Pray for him with me.

James 1:27 "Religion that God our Father accepts as pure and faultless is this: to look after orphans and widows in their distress and to keep oneself from being polluted by the world."

You Tube Slide Show of Homeless Children in Belo Horizonte, Brazil