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As you read this, Cyrus and I will have just returned from a two-week ministry trip to the Central African Republic.
Street children—children with no place to call home—often beg or steal simply to survive. These are not acts of rebellion, but desperate attempts to quiet an empty stomach, escape danger, and make it through another day.
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“What would you like to do when you grow up?”
In a simple notebook, Cyrus and Julie’s youngest daughter, Irene, once wrote, “I want to help poor people.”
Of the many absolutes in our faith that often keep me awake at night, one stands above the rest: as a follower of Christ, I will one day give an account for how I used my life to serve the Lord.
Throughout the year, the staff of Julie’s Heart Cry likes to pause and remind you how deeply we covet your prayers.
These girls are children themselves, facing circumstances no youngster should ever endure.
At just 11 years old, Milka walked 15 to 20 miles each day selling wet sand used to scrub pots and pans. She was simply trying to earn money to buy food for her family