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Something Happened This Morning....

As I was seeing off my two daughters to school in their tempo, freshly ironed, bathed and braided..as the tempo rattled away I noticed a small girl on the opposite side of the road in the grey morning light. No more than seven or eight years old. A beautiful child, with curly hair and beautiful eyes - she was scavenging through household waste which someone had thoughtfully dropped on the road for the early morning sweepers during the night. The grey sack by her side gave the game away. A kid who should be in school already scraping out a living.

What can you do for them? I went inside my house, got two biscuits and went outside and handed them to the child. She accepted them. Wordlessly. Seriously. Put them in an inside pocket. I felt so sad. Such a young child, and not a smile in sight.

I had to remind myself that you can't help everybody all the time. But you can help some of them sometimes. In little ways.........

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  1. Christ was in the midst in your kindness... That's all you can do.

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  2. Poor li'l girl... how difficult life is!

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  3. Poverty is like a disease! It eats away the society! We have this problem in Pakistan too!
    But always remember, you can make a difference!!! Maybe those two biscuits meant nothing to you! But in front of God, they were really something!!

    I hope you know about Ramzans!! Check out my latest post!

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  4. How sad. But you are right you can't help them all. We have our share of poverty here of course. We have beggars, and they are mostly ignored, but my husband always insists we give to them all..even if just a small amount...and to be honest we are so hard-up a small amount is a lot at the moment! But he's right. He says Allah watches everything.

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  5. perhaps that was the first kindness she had in weeks.

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  6. Life is really difficult...More difficult is the time..Unseen Rajasthan

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