(We’re reading a book about two homeless children in Morocco who meet a missionary who takes them in, and provides for their physical and spiritual needs. Now all of her stories acted out with her little dolls have to do with the characters from that book.)
“I want a clean heart. My joy will be like your joy. My hope will be like your hope. I will boast in the name of Jesus Christ. I want a clean new outfit. Then I will be a missionary.”
It went on a lot longer, but that was as much as I could get down on paper…
Ordinary Days 