Street Kids in Kigali

These are some photos of the street kids that are still on my heart after returning. The older ones may have been orphaned in the genocide, the younger possibly because of AIDS, or their parents just couldn't take care of them. Some of them didn't have shoes, or their shoes were completely worn through, so we were able to use some ministry money to buy them new shoes. They were so proud of their shoes. They waited patiently and crowded around to watch each other.


This face says it all, one of the many reasons I fell in love with these kids.


A look at the shoes as they are waiting for their turn. You can see how the one on the right has worn out his shoes completely.


Waiting to receive their shoes.


These kids are watching their friends try on and receive shoes. They form their own family on the streets and will watch out for each other.


As the kids got new shoes, they would leave their old ones behind. It reminds me of what I should do as a follower of Christ; leave the past behind and move toward the new life I've been given.


This is one of the boys modeling his new shoes. Next to him is his soccer ball; they make them out of plastic bags that are tied together.

I feel so blessed to have met these children. As I would watch them worship, dance, and be so thankful for what they had, I was humbled. So often, I find myself complaining about my life; wanting something more. It was such an excellent reminder that life isn't about what I have, but about serving God and becoming who He wants me to be.