Way back my high school and college years, I have been immersed in social action endeavors--especially when I went full time in ministry. Now that I am married, I must admit, I have not adjusted my time enough to squeeze in social justice (except giving alms--the least). So, now that I turn thirty, thirty pairs of new slippers were given to street kids--who do not just ask for money--but work for it by guarding parked private vehicles. This group, specifically, is in the ChowKing area at J.P.Laurel which is also ministered weekly by our lovely Eagerlz (led by Stephanie--not in photo).
I am personally blessed by these kids who happen to talk with my father before. Papaps asked them where they sleep at night. They enthusiastically pointed the overpass structure. The exclaimed, "Ang laki ng bahay namin , Pastor, noh?!"
"Saan kayo naliligo?"
"Sa ulan, Pastor. Kung walang ulan, duon sa gripo na nakita namin."
"Pa'no naman ang pagbawas nyo?"
"Sa Victoria Plaza!!!" (the nearest mall in the area)
These kids, whatever their stories are, remind me of how fortunate I am, and that I should be equally (or even more) happy of what I have.
Today, I gave and was given. Soli Deo Gloria.
