by Robin | Apr 30, 2009 | Compassion - India, Compassion International
She will haunt me, this I know."I am happy," she says, and she means it. Even if she did not speak those words, her countenance belies this simple truth: She is happy. Kiran invited us to her home today, a 4' x 6' shoebox in the heart...
by Robin | Apr 29, 2009 | Compassion - India, Compassion International
I loved sharing pictures with you from Wednesday's visit to a Compassion Child Survival Program, but please click over to 5 Minutes for Mom to read my thoughts in response. I hope you'll add your two cents–it's one of those posts that's...
by Robin | Apr 29, 2009 | Compassion - India, Compassion International, Photos
Seeing my life flash before my eyes has become routine in Calcutta; after a 90-minute, harrowing, honk-accompanied bus-transferring-to-rickshaw ride, we reached our rural destination, one of Compassion International's Child Survival Programs. Because...
by Robin | Apr 28, 2009 | Compassion - India, Compassion International, Photos
A smile is the universal welcome.~Max Eastman The shortest distance between two peopleis a smile. If you smile at someone, they might smile back. Smiling is my favorite exercise. People seldom notice old clothes if you wear a big smile. ~Lee Mildon...
by Robin | Apr 27, 2009 | Compassion - India, Compassion International
Standing inside their doorway, him dressed in stoicism and a stained white tee, her draped in demureness and a cheerful pink sari, they invited us into their home. It was the first time I've ever been invited straight to someone's bedroom the moment I...
by Robin | Apr 26, 2009 | Compassion - India, Compassion International
Though his head lay closest to me, it was his feet I noticed first. Extending beyond the frayed hem of an ancient pair of pants that draped skin and bone, his feet were filth-covered gnarls that hadn't seen shoes in years. His body was curled into...