The Difference 1957 and 2016

We received 3 new children and there is another one in the hospital who is burned so will come when released.

A New York team arrived and tomorrow a Mississippi group will arrive.

The team went to minister outside Casa this morning and then had a program for the little kids in the evening.

The elementary students participated in the academic olympics in San Bartolome’ today.

Some of the girls went to watch the boys win the championship (Makes boys play harder)
Some of the girls went to watch the boys win the championship (Makes boys play harder)

In 1957 I was in high school and I want to share my feelings about what the high schoolers of 2016 are missing out on today.

I could go to a party without fear of drugs or alcohol.                                                                                                                     I could walk to my friend’s homes day or night without fear of being attacked or sexual                                              I could turn on a TV without seeing nakedness, hearing a filthy word or listen to  someone make fun of Jesus.                                                                I could date without fear of my girlfriend being raped or abused.                                                                               I could leave my doors unlocked and my windows open 24 hours a day.                                                                                                  I could stand in the middle of the football field and pray before a game.                                                                   I could have brought a Bible to school and had prayer groups if I had been saved.                                                 I could speak without being accused of being “politically incorrect”.                                                                         I could participate in a debate without hatred and accusation.                                                                                     I could enjoy the Christ of Christmas.                                                                                                                          I could live my life everyday without fear of gangs or perverts.                                                                                 I could go fishing with an African American and a police officer at the same time.                                                   I could visit with all my classmates and not one was from a divorced home.                                                               I could dream without limits.                                                                                                                                       I could find a summer job.                                                                                                                                          I could afford to go to college without being in debt for years.                                                                                   I could sing “God bless America” and I could pledge “One nation under God”.

My deepest regrete as a father and grandfather is that my children and grandchildren have never been able to enjoy those blessings even in the land of the free and the home of the brave.