It is impossible to fathom the totality of one’s actions sometimes. In a previous post I had mentioned that my conscience or the Holy Spirit had been working on me to help a child. That led me to sponsor a child through Child Fund International . After I had gotten all the forms filled out, the 30 years of remorse washed over me. I could have helped out at least 3 other kids since my early 20’s.
I could have afforded the $28 a month. 3 decades ago it wasn’t even that much. Say you sponsor a kid on average 10 years to get them to adulthood, that easily could have meant 3 kids having vastly improved quality of life and a much more full stomach. Finally in my mid-fifties I get off the stick.
When I read the bio on this Indian child I sponsored, and what her life was like, it hit me how many others there were just like her. I can’t really begin to imagine what it would be like to grow up that way, sitting fat and happy here in America. Yes I realize we have already paid ten times over to help these kids, but all that money was squandered, it never got to them.