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Monday’s Thoughts

Have you ever wondered about the history of Compassion International? I know I have.

Today, as I was catching up on some blog posts that I’ve missed lately, I came across this video.  I thought it would be good to share with you. Whether you sponsor with Compassion or not, it doesn’t matter. I recommend that you take the 3 minutes and watch this video.

 

It’s beautiful to see how despair can turn into hope, just with one man’s dream and the power of God.

Will you sponsor a child?

If you decide to sponsor a child, feel free to share it with me. I would love to share in your joy!

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Ty said…
hey, thanks for the haircut and the talk today. checked out your blog. looks good. thanks for the info on compassion too. i had thoughts of doing something like that for a while. maybe this will be what im looking for.
August 15, 2011 at 8:21 PM
Michelle ~ Blogging from the Boonies said…
I am glad that you liked the video! I was looking for a different one when I found that and I hadn't seen it before. Tells the story well, doesn't it?

(By the way, I wish I could *like* the above comment!)
August 16, 2011 at 6:55 AM
*Andrea* said…
Ty- your so welcome! I'm so glad that your thinking about Compassion. If you have any questions, I'll help in any way I can!

Michelle- yes, it sure is a great video. Thanks for letting me 'steal' it from you!
( I *like* the above comment as well!)
August 16, 2011 at 1:27 PM
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