by Bethany, Children at Risk DTS student I was full of questions when I walked into the Women at Risk home. Full of fears that what I was about to do would be so insignificant compared with what these women had been rescued from. How would these women, who had just been brought off the streets and out of prostitution, respond …
I had to do more than just say I would pray
by Hannah, Children at Risk DTS student We returned to Kore, the community that lives in the garbage dump, to check on the families again. This ministry has been really sad, but I felt good about today, like something special might happen. I walked down the rocky path with a guy we call Chef. A very thin woman greeted us …
Our feet keep going, but my heart wants to stay where I am
by Alicia, Children at Risk DTS student I get out of the taxi in front of the village and take a moment to let it all in. The village is built around a garbage dump. Animals run through the streets. Vendors line up, anxious to sell us their treasures. Children chase each other around the corners with shrieks of laughter. …
Only one thing held my attention
by Mary, Children at Risk DTS student I stared out at the masses of kids. At least one hundred, possibly as many as three hundred. And I had nothing to give them but songs. My heart weighed heavy as I struggled to get this crowd's attention. Why had we come? To sing songs and fill time? To shake hands but never impart more …
First Impressions of Ethiopia
by Mary, Children at Risk DTS student The first thing that I noticed after disembarking into Ethiopia was the dust. Everything looked clean, I could tell dust hung in the air. It was 2AM, so I knew nothing of the landscape. Was there grass? Trees? Was it lush or dry? The second thing I noticed as we drove over a bridge …