Although I was young and inexperienced when I went on my first short-term mission trips, I was full of excitement and compassion for those in need. I wanted to help everyone I saw and I broke my heart to hear their stories and see their desperation. I remember meeting a young woman who had lost her home and was living on the street, begging for food or money. I reached into my purse and gave her some money and then prayed for her. I asked her what else she needed.
I remember her looking me straight in the eyes and saying, “I need a home. I need a place to live.”
Of course, I couldn’t supply for her. I felt terrible and helpless. What could I do to change her situation?Read More