Jesus says, "let the children come to me..."
The 10-year old boy whose clothes are dirty and smell of garbage;
the 9-year old girl who can barely reach the sink as she scrubs and washes clothes to make them clean.
Jesus says, "let the children come to me..."
The 11-year old girl who must now care for a child of her own;
the girl who studiously copies from others the answers for her homework.
Jesus says, "let the children come to me..."
The 10-year old boy who hungrily and hastily eats the food discarded by others;
the baby who lies limply in his mother's arms as she begs for money for food.
Jesus says, "let the children come to me..."
Those with flees, those with lice; those covered with unexplained bruises and those covered with bites from rats within their home; those who shriek regularly for no apparent reason. Those who make their home in the city dump and whom others view only as garbage.
Jesus loves all the little children: All the children of the world.
"People will know you are my followers by your love."
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