I just witnessed a beautiful act of love. Tomorrow would have been my daughter Eva-Marie’s 42nd birthday. She is not with us. I decided to give my grandchildren five dollars each in remembrance of their aunt. We prayed together. Then I gave them each a five-dollar bill. “I want to give it to the Lord,” said Brianna. “I want to spend it,” said David. Lana and Sarah said nothing.
Then I told them about a sad situation I just found out about in Peru. A man who had been looking for a job finally found one, driving a bus. Then he had an accident with several deaths and injuries. Now he is in prison for some four years. He has three children and his wife is an invalid. I asked them to pray for this family and maybe put away some of their allowances. Immediately David said, “I want to give my five dollars to them.” Then Lana and Brianna followed. Sarah is still too young to understand.
I will be sending this money and whatever I can collect. Maybe you would like to help. I will find out more about this situation and give an update. You can contact me writing to kelund [at] att.net. And please pray for them.
My Eva-Marie 42 years ago, in the city where this needy family lives.
Eva-Marie and her sister Carina, the mother of the generous kids,
dressed in the Sunday-best the Indian ladies from that area use.
Eva-Marie getting her shoes cleaned by boys in the city I’m
Eva-Marie on her 30th birthday. It was an accomplishment for someone with cystic fibrosis and all the complications that when with it.
Children from the area of the man that had the accident.
I have friends that minister to these children.
Today is the birthday of a Peruvian friend that I have followed in prayers and contact since he was a young man and came to out church in Huancayo. He used to visit us every day when Eva-Marie was a little girl. Both of them loved to talk and at the dinner table (he would stay to eat with us) they would interrupt each other. Finally we came up with a way to solve the “problem.” They had to ask for permission to speak (Pido la palabra, in Spanish). That way they took turns.
With my friend Paco when I visited Peru in 2009.
I have seen many beautiful acts of love. The one I witnessed this evening shows me my grandchildren have the right kind of heart. It’s more blessed to give than to receive!