Smile Smile

I just got home from spending a few days in the slums of west Delhi. I stayed with the family that runs the refuge center with the six new children from Manipur. I love going there and spending time with all the kids. They are so full of life!
Anyway, I hold an English Speaking and Pronunciation class there for the Burmese refugees. We have class on Thursdays and Fridays. I gave them each an english journal which they write journal entry assignments I give to them. This was the first week I was able to take them home and read what each of them wrote so I could make corrections. Every Friday each student has to read aloud one entry to practice speaking. The following is an entry of one of my students that really touched me... I'm typing it as is, without grammar corrections. He titled it "Smile, Smile"...

I love my parents. One day, I'm very feeling and my heart broken when my father die. I prayed for the smile but I can't get it. One day I was on a train, deep in my own concerns, and as I glanced up a young woman flashed me most radiant smile. I naturally responded with a big grin and my whole day changed from grey to dazzling. I was so moved by the effect of her smile that I bestowed brilliant smiles on everyone I met, and what a defference a smile makes. i think, God used her smile for me. So i can smile now. Even if you feel a bit low just try smiling at someone. Thank you... smile... smile... smile...

These people have been beaten and tortured and run out of their own homes. Almost every journal entry reflects their past. Sometimes it can be overwhelming to read them all, but the hope that they have put in Jesus is what makes the difference. I feel so honored and humbled to be able to be a part of their lives. Please pray for this group of students and what God has for their future.