Sharing: While I was at the jeepney to Sta. Rosa, Laguna, a badjao girl (around 10 years old) approached us inside the jeepney and started cleaning our feet (shoes) while her friend playing an improvised drum from cans during traffic. All precautions dawned on me from friends telling me Be careful, they might touch you and said prayer of curses (bulong) in their own language. The girl didnt see me behind the driver, I stared at her as she passed the envelop for people to insert money. I started asking God, Really God? Is that the way You see them? I got a folded P20.00 bill and gave it to her. She paused and stared at the bill as she unfolded it in her lap then she stared at me, she smiled deeply and said Salamat Ate! then she started calling her friends telling them that I blessed her. I was hit. Daddy cared for that girl to smile! God wanted her little girl to smile! Sometimes, being in a right relationship with God through His Son caused us thinking that were better than anyone else, atleast instead of reaching out to those whom God chooses to touch through our own lives. Thank You, Dad for speaking to me even in a familiar situation. Thank You for always showing me Your heart for Your people. I praise You, the Daddy I have is an amazing Dad!
Posted on: Wed, 04 Dec 2013 15:01:12 +0000
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