His name is Marcel and his nearly white-blue eyes stole my attention from all the other children on the table. He lives in an orphanage in Moldova. He is 12 years old and his smile makes me realize that I am more fortunate than I'll ever understand. He sends me notes every so often telling me thank you for the gifts I've sent - gifts purchased with my inconsistent donations to Justice and Mercy International - and he asks me about the weather.
He sent me a photo wherein he's holding gifts that he goes on to thank me for in the email. Nintendo Wii? No. New bike? No. Money? Nope. What was it that caused him to write me a thank you note and ask me to come to see him this summer? Toothpaste and a hat. There are a few other items that I can't quite make out, but I can clearly see toothpaste and a hat. And he's thrilled.
I was telling a co-worker about Justice and Mercy's gifts and he said, "Give him a football. He'd probably like a football."
Yeah, he probably would.
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