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My heart was touched through you and my faith was strengthened. Yes, children have faith and I still believe they are more capable of understanding what Jesus Christ lived and died for than are many adults. Sometimes it is difficult for them to maintain that faith into adulthood when people turn their eyes and hearts away from the face of a child's poverty. Children do not listen to words so much as they listen to faces hands and hearts. To a child, a voice that says, "I care," no matter what the words, and a heart, hands, and eyes that show that caring are more the gospel of the Jesus Christ they know than any words of doctrine.
Perhaps I presume too much. I only know that, as a child, I knew Christ. I knew and understood who He was even before I knew you. I believed then and continue to believe that He sent you and the people working with you to show me that through Him I made a difference, that He loved me and would care for me through those who believed in Him. Perhaps He sends me to you now with this letter to show you that through Him you truly do make a difference in the hearts, minds, and souls of the people you touch. For this one, at the very least, your caring was not in vain.
When I saw the piece about CAP on television last night, a lot of memories came rushing back, memories that might not have been so good were it not for the work you have been doing. It's been close to twenty years now, but I will never forget the man who looked down with caring and love in the face of a child's poverty, any more than I can forget the man who lived and died for us, whose love moved you to touch a child's life, to clothe me and give me food to eat. Your path is a good one and as you know, our paths are no more sacred than the manner of our walking. May you always walk in a sacred manner.
Peace be with you, Father.
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