The favorite parts of my days, here in Tanuku, are the mornings. I am staying in a second-story room that overlooks the entire ministry compound. If I look left, I see the church. If I look right, there is the Children’s home. I especially enjoy the mornings because I am awakened each and every day to the sweet serenading of the children singing (They start off their days with a song -- what an idea!). Oh, it’s not in English, but I understand the songs nonetheless. You see, they communicate on a higher level than mere verbal language -- they communicate the language of the heart. Their melody is love, their refrain is hope and their little, yet loud, voices tenderly and emotionally touch a place deep within my heart.
Sunday morning, I was at church early. Nearly the first to arrive at church are the children from the Home. They sit down front on the floor and they worship louder and longer than anyone else. They were there from about 9:30am – 1:15pm. They not only endured my message, (although they liked hearing about my dog, Roxy), but they endured another preacher’s message as well! At the service, many of them wanted to come up and shake my hand (and try out their English as well).
The convention grounds are about a mile away from here. Every night the children walk from here to the convention site and take their place, sitting on the ground, down front.
After the Convention service ends the caretakers gather them together and they walk back to the children’s home. Don’t feel sorry for them – they enjoy every minute of getting out of the compound and experiencing the sights and sounds of the city. At the Convention services, they are the loudest, most responsive and most enthusiastic ones in the crowd of over a thousand. They are a joy to behold. They are truly precious.
These children have very little, but they give very much. I believe I am getting a fresh theological revelation of the words of Jesus, regarding children, when He said; “such is the kingdom of heaven.”
Please watch the video of the Children's Home Visit...