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The Cry Of A Child

The cry of a child, sometimes we can hear. The cry of a child
sometimes can be seen. We should all be on the lookout to
see when a child cries.

Abuse can come in different forms.It is not always sexaul 
abuse. It can be physical, mental,or verbal, but it is still abuse.
A church one day, invited group of kids for a retreat. The kids 
would have a week of fun. They would go camping, swimming,
play games and attend church services.

Since the first day - the paster notice a little girl, that did not
talk to anyone and kept to herself. The pastor decided to focuses
on her. The pastor noticed that she was dirty, had old tennis shoes
and her uncombed hair was all over her face.

The pastor took her to the side and asked her, why she didn't talked
to anyone. She answered - because, I am mean dumb and ugly. The
pastor told her - no, you are not. God did not make you dumb, mean 
or ugly. Who told you that? The little girl answered - my mother
always tells me that.

The pastor told her to join the rest of the kids. Then he asked some 
ladies of the church, to buy her a couple of dresses, some shoes and
other things that she might need. Then to clean and dress her up.
The next day they took her to the church service.

Everyone was amazed at how pretty she looked. As the days went 
by, she learned to get along with the kids and could even smile now.
When the week was over - she was a different little girl. She had
confidence in herself. She went and thank the pastor for making her
life different...

03/12/2013
Written by Lucilla M. Carrillo

Note: This is all true. It happened
to my brother at his church. We should
be careful - what we tell our kids, we 
could ruin their lives before they start.

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