A new diary entry

“God please help my dad find a job so he can pay for my school fees so I can get my uniform and go to school.”

That was the diary entry of a young child in Ghana.

I don’t recall writing too many diary entries as a child, but I can assure you, my diary never said that. 

But that was this child’s prayer. 

His one desire. 

The moment I heard the story I knew I had to help. 

And then I thought..

God loves this child so much that he sent me to Ghana at this exact time, to hear this exact story. 

It was as if I paid $2,000, flew 5,000 miles (over 9 hours) to hear about this one child who needs $15 in order to go to school.

And if it was the only thing I did, I would be satisfied. 

How cool is it that I get the privilege of being a part of this child's life. 

How cool it is that I get to be a silent partner in his education? 

The power of a dairy..

or maybe..

The power of prayer..

or maybe..

The power of a gift..

that leads a child..

back to school. 

Well, here’s a new diary entry..

You are someone’s answered prayer.