Compassion Episode 2

Sorry, I didn't mean to stop the last post as soon as I did, but I had to go set the table for dinner . So now I guess I just won't stop where I was planning on stopping. Okay, I'll quit rambling. I left you guys on a cliffhanger, LOL. So here's the next episode. One Wednsday night, before prayer meeting, my dad and an older man in my church were talking about when they'd been in the military - my dad in the Vietnam war and the other man in the Korean War. They were talking about the poverty of the ragged, emaciated children in those nations who were so hungry that they would run under the soldiers' feet for a scrap of bread crust. Their stories stunned me. I spent almost the entire prayer meeting asking God, "How can I help these kids? What is Your will? What can I do?" I remembered the concert several months before, or rather I remembered it in part. For some reason I was thinking it was Compassion that Todd Agnew talked about rather than World Vision (They are basically the same. Both use providing for children through sponsorship to tell the kids and their families about God's love for them. Apparently though, God wanted me to use Compassion, since that's what He made me think of) I quickly grasped the idea, and kept thinking about sponsoring a child and supporting Compassion "Later". At some other time when I'm an adult. God quickly convicted me of that, and showed me that He wanted me to do something now. He reminded me of a Sportsman's Banquet outreach my church had been involved again shortly before. I had won a very expensive hunting bow as a door prize, but there was only two problems with it. 1) It was so heavy that I couldn't pull back the string on it. 2) I don't hunt. I thought of the amount people had told me that bow was worth. Later, I added up the cost of sponsoring a child for a year through Compassion. $32 a month X 12. $384 dollars for one year. The sale of the bow would be more than enough. I didn't tell anyone about this yet, only prayed and asked God to show me that this was really His will. Several days later, I saw my mom looking at Compassion's website on the computer. Needless to say, I was surprised. I still hadn't told anyone about God leading me to sponsor a child, my mom hadn't been in on the conversation that Wednsday night, and no one had so much as mentioned Compassion at my house that I remembered. I knew this had to be God showing me that it was really was His will for me to sponsor a child. ~~To be continued... I have to leave for the same reason I did last time