The children here continue to make me smile.
Yesterday a little boy came on the porch with his mum. He’d been gold-panning in the river and had earned some money.
And what did he want to spend his hard-earned cash on?
A metal box to put his clothes in because he’s just sick of the RATS in his house ruining his clothes and things.
We had these metal “latuns” made up in an effort to help the people protect their things from rats. But I’ve never had a child want to buy one of his own before.
His big grin has had me smiling all afternoon.
6 June, 2013
Too cute for words.
These little tykes were on my porch this morning asking if they can please have the “Tupperware” I’d put out for the taking (ie Albert’s old plastic and metal containers from his workshop – he’s having a cleanout).
The delighted smiles on their faces when I said “Of course!” … made me naturally run for the camera and notebook to capture the moment.
Tonight – it’s achingly beautiful.
The singing of the people drifting across the little valley from the meeting house into my window.
Songs they’ve written themselves. In their own language. In praise and worship to God.
I’m sure the heart of God must be delighted too.