Someone made my day....

 

... goodies found under my pillow :)

 

Always out for an adventure, I miss this guy!

  It's a Sunday afternoon, from oldest in pink to three year old in orange (who moments before was jumping off the couch screaming with delight) they love to have you take time for them, to be on their level, to do kid stuff, and for the day it was coloring. I love spending time with these guys, some of my very favorite kids in the world. I love the way they squeal when I come in the door, the way the smother me with hugs (smears of chocolate on the side), and hug my neck, their grins broad and some toothless, and they all chatter at once to fill me in on their latest tale, adventure, or discovery.

Faces of Nicaragua...

~In a month's time we took hundreds of pictures, but this is my favorite. These little boys. I loved them at first sight there in their dirty little town of Cofradi, and I wonder if their young hearts will turn to Jesus or be lost in religion and who will touch their lives?  Something about kids, about little boys eyes, innocence, wonder, energy, adventure seeking, mischief loving, clear yet- untainted perspectives, they laugh, forgive and give so much better than big people. Isn't this why Jesus said  "suffer little children to come unto ME... for of such is the kingdom of heaven."

and " ...Except ye be converted and

become as little children, ye shall not enter into the kingdom of heaven."   

The faith of a child is a simplistic confidence. Lord give me such faith!

                     Ponder the path of thy feet,
                              and let all thy ways be established...