As a child I thought of my dad as an adventurer – Indiana Jones or Jacques Cousteau! He traveled around the world and brought me treasures from every location – wood carvings of giraffes, bracelets made out of zebra tails, and the stacking Russian matryoshka dolls.
But the best gift by far that he ever gave me … was taking me with him. I traveled overseas with my dad for the first time when I was only eleven years old to South Korea and the Philippines. It was on that trip that I first saw true poverty – both physical and spiritual. My eyes were opened, and I have never been able to close them since.
I found Kevin in a dusty village in Guatemala. The home where he and his 8 family members live is nothing but a dirt floor and pieces of tin, sticks and tarps that make up his roof and walls.
At first glance, from a distance, you might think that he is just a chubby toddler, but as you get closer you realize something is terribly wrong. The cancer that is eating up his body has caused his kidneys to shut down and it has been more than a week since he has been able to produce more than a few drops of urine. He is severely bloated from head to toe [ … ]
Today we rescued a little boy named Kevin from a village. He is only 2 years old and has cancer. His kidneys have shut down and he is so swollen with fluid. He is literally just days from death. The local doctors have given up on him and have said there is nothing else they […]