Such a Smile! (Aisha)

I’m still running immensely far behind. I am trying to keep up, both for my own record of the love of these children, and for anyone reading this.

My next correspondent girl is Aisha:


Aisha is a 9 year old girl living in Uganda. She lives with her mother. Her mother sells by the roadside making approximately 12 US dollars a month. Her parents are separated. Her chores at home include making beds, cleaning, carrying water, gathering firewood and helping in the kitchen. She likes to play group games, play hide-n-seek, run, read, draw, and jump rope.

I can’t wait to get to know this sweet little girl!!


Mine for a Moment (Prithiviraj)

I want to introduce you to a young man who was put in my life and in my heart for a short time. This young man was assigned to me as a correspondent in March, only to have his financial sponsor drop him and lose him in April. However, because I still pray for him and because he is so precious, I want to share him with you.

This is Prithiviraj


Prithiviraj is a 13 year old young man from India. He lives in a community that has been overtaken by alcoholism. Neglect and abuse run rampant in the small village. He lives with his mother and father who are both employed as casual laborers. Unfortunately, I do not know much else about him. But, he will always hold a piece of my heart because I firmly believe God places each of these kiddos into my care for a purpose. I hope my two short months of letters, photos, and goodies helped to encourage and affirm him. And I pray that he will be loved and cherished by everyone God has ordained to love him.

What a smile! (Celina)

I know I’m terribly far behind in my blog, but I am working on catching up. Please bear with me. I’m new to this and haven’t kept up with it like I would have liked to.

The next correspondence kiddo I was assigned was Celina. Look at this smile!


Do you see that in her eyes? That is HOPE for sure! My heart melted when I got her picture. Such a precious kiddo! Celina is a 13 year old girl from near Mombasa, Kenya. She likes to sing and recite poems. She has many chores including washing clothes, cleaning, and helping in the kitchen. She lives with her mother and her father is no longer alive. Her mother is sometimes employed as a casual laborer making approximately 30 US dollars a month. Their community needs improved sanitation, AIDS prevention, and employment opportunities.

Her smile already encourages me and I cannot wait to get to know this precious one!

Koki from Kenya (Koki)

My next correspondence kiddo was Koki. She is a Kenyan beauty who lives in rural Kenya, set apart from the urban culture there. Rural Kenya is much like most of rural Africa with indigenous religions and scare food and education. She is my first from rural Kenya. My Anastacia lives in Urban Kenya, but those are truly like two different worlds.

Here’s Koki!


Precious, huh? I think so! Koki is an 11 year old girl whose chores are running errands and cleaning. She likes to play with dolls and play group games. She lives with her mother and father who are both employed–her mother as a farmer and her father as a casual laborer. Her family makes approximately 30 US dollars a month. She lives in Mutomo, Kenya and her community needs food, affordable education, housing, and clothing.

I cannot wait to get to know her better!

Another Sweetheart from Togo (Benjamin)

I was very excited to receive another correspondence boy from Togo. As you know, I have such a heart for Togo and its children. The culture and spiritual oppression has moved me deeply. I was so excited to receive his information.

Welcome Benjamin!


Benjamin is a 13 year old boy from near Lome, Togo. His chores are washing clothes and running errands and he likes to jump rope. He lives with his parents who are both employed, his father as a barber and his mother as a petty trader. I am unsure of how many siblings he has. They earn approximately 33 US dollars a month. His community needs food, improved housing, and affordable education. He lives very close to my Yayra who is also in Togo. I wonder if they know each other? They go to different Compassion Child Development Centers but the towns are literally touching. How neat would that be? I am so excited to add him to my compassion family!

Rainshowers of Correspondence Kids!

Shortly after I received Yayra’s letter, I was given 5 wonderful correspondence children. I had told Compassion that I would take as many kids as they would like to give to me. although I wasn’t expecting five, I was BEYOND DELIGHTED!! I so enjoy loving on these precious kids. I was jumping for joy to meet me new precious kids.

They each have their own stories and I will share them individually. But, i must say that this new influx of kids came at a perfect time. I am battling in court on behalf of one of the kids I work for and struggling in my internship for school. I was getting discouraged in my work with hurting kids. It seemed like there were no happy endings. These kids were exactly what I needed to be reminded that there ARE happy endings and that Compassion is so often a part of them.

And when I looked at their faces I was renewed with hope and encouragement. They were the PERFECT kiddos. I knew it from the moment I saw their faces!!

Heartsick for India (Dharmu)


My next letter came to my from East India. Sweet Dharmu in East India wrote me a precious first letter describing his community and expressing more genuine affection than I have ever seen come from a 15 year old boy!

First he tells me the names of his family members, including his two little brothers, Silas and Philip. His favorite color is green and he loves soccer. His favorite food is sweets (typical teenage boy!). He is from the Malto tribe.

He starts the next page with his beautiful drawing:


His art is certainly better than mine! Then he writes such a sweet letter:

“Dear Beth, Loving greetings to you in Jesus’ name. By God’s grace I am fine and doing well. Thank you for your love and concern for me! I belong to the Malto tribe in Jharkland, India. Generally, in our community people are poor and illiterate. Mostly, people are working as laborers. I am the first generation to attend school. My family members thank you. Your loving child, Dharmu.”

He wrote the entire letter in perfect English in his very own handwriting! I am so proud of him and my heart is in love with him already! What a sweetheart I have been given to love!