“And he will answer, ‘I tell you the truth, when you refused to help the least of these my brothers and sisters, you were refusing to help me.’ Matthew 25:45 This past week was a missions week at church. To those who don't know, once a year my church brings in many of the missionaries that we support. They share their struggles, triumphs, and plans. It help bring home that what we do as a church matters. I was reminded this week that I have changed. I remember when I was young that I couldn't watch one of those "help the children" commercials without tearing up. Now however, I found that in many instances I just didn't really care. I would try to justify myself by saying that I am focusing on my families needs or that we already give financially, but really I have just hardened my heart. I don't really pray for those I've committed to pray for as much as I should. I don't really think about Valerine, the child we help support Ghana, t...
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