May I invite you to, even if just for a moment, imagine yourself in these pictures ~
The younger children did not understand my words as I stood before them so the gentle Father and the Nuns translated.
What they DID understand was that we had come with gifts to fill their hearts, to give each one of them a few things they would be able to call their own.
As the pictures unfold, you will see the challenge and joy of choosing and accepting. From a North American perspective, it’s virtually impossible to have realized that a single pencil could provide such joy. . . the radiance of the volunteers added greatly to the sacred moments.