Early childhood education in India is subject to two extreme but contrary deficiencies. On one hand, millions of yound children in lower income groups, especially rural and girl children, comprising nearly 40% of first grade entrants never complete primary school.

At the other end of the social and educational spectrum, children attending urban schools, especially middle and upper class children in private schools, are subjected to extreme competitive pressures from a very early age to aquire basic language skills and memorize vast amounts of information in order to qualify for admission into the best schools.

Most of the reasons for the existience of the first class is a poor financial situation. To implement an aide program to help children from rural area to go to school, we need to think of the basiscs school needs. The educational project for the rural area of Coimbatore is to extand gradually the theaching staff and addition of new classes with new students.

It is a long term project, but I believe God is able to do much more then we think, we can express with words or we can ever imagine.

If you think God is calling you to use your gifts, experience don`t hesitate to do it.

May God bless you richly!!!

Train up a child in the way he should go; even when he is old he will not depart from it."

Child labor in India is a human right issue for the whole world. It is a serious and extensive problem, with many children under the age of fourteen(14th), working in carpet making factories, glass blowing units and making fireworks with bare little hands. According to the statistics given by Indian Government there are 20 millions child laborers in the country, while other agencies claim that it is 50 million.

"But Jesus said: " Let the little children come to me and do not hinder them, for to such belongs the kingdom of heaven." - Matthew 19/14

PERFECT!

If you will take some time and just look at the map of India, you will see water on the S-E and S-W. We have Arabian Sea in the West side, Bay of Bengal in the East side and the Indian Ocean on the South.When we hear about sea, ocean, we think of milles of water and pretty much, nothing else.
One afternoon, my friends and I went to one of the most beautiful places that you MUST see if you go to India: the Arabian Sea. Close your eyes for a moment and imagine this picture: the sunset has PERFECT colors: a PERFECT blend of red, yellow, orange and blue sky. Not to much from any of the colors, just a PERFECT portion from each to generate this wonderful view. As you look far away like you try to catch the horizont line with your eyes, there is a PERFECT continuation...its like a huge mirror of sky on earth. Can you see it? There, where the heaven and heart hug each other, that`s where "the heart that formed the Univers is", as one of my friends will say.
Now, take a breath. A deep breath! Hmmm...the smell of the water....each wave its splashing around and leaves behind a warm sweet smell.
Water has an incredible color. I never saw such a beautiful and PERFECT combination of colors: blue light - purple. Its not just the reflection of the sunset, but its something unique!..yes, that`s what it is: unique!
I sat down on the sticky sand and I looked at the water. How infinite and PERFECT the Creator is! All the small detailes remindes me how wonderful and PERFECT my Father is!
I am blessed to be here, to meet those wonderful people, to be part of His plan here, at this time. Thank you Father for this PERFECT time, for this PERFECT moment....for the PERFECT YOU!

"Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows." - James 1/17

One of the Children Homes from Lonavla, has 18 children, most of them siblings(praise God they are together). These kids are coming from different backgrounds, regions of India and most important with different life stories. Those 2 boys are coming from different social classes(thou most will say that there is no middle class), and they both have different stories, yet, in this place they are best friends. Can you imagine a muslim child and a hindu getting along? Well, this is possible!!! Those 2 adorable kids are best friends!

Pray for them that they will grow beautiful in Christ no matter what time will bring. I am blessed to have them as part of my life now! Absolutely, we are all pencils in Gods hand. What is your story?

"Why are your eyes like that?" - I looked surprised at this question thinking "what its wrong with my eyes?". The translator made this question easy for me: "She never saw someone with blue eyes!" It was for the first time when I heard this. i turned to the girl and she gave me the biggest smile ever. The picture next to this was made once she end up in contemplation of the "white women" that was before her.

This adorable 4 years old girl made my day and my entire time in India and not for the question tat she asked me, but its just amazing to see ways that God remind us how innocent kids are and how this is expressed in simple ways. We, as adults, try so hard to complicated things and in almost everything we do we try to look so profound , yet we forget the most simple thing: Love does not require anything complex. Love simply gave itself. Love is not selfish. Love is patience. Love is kind. Intense love does not measure, it just give!!!!

Precious

The train

It was early in the morning when she wake up and more then ever she wanted to fulfill her plan. But what about the girl? She was awake...watching her mom like every other mornings. She got wather from the well, boiled the rice and made the curry. Like every other morning, but this wasn`t an ordinary morning, nor an ordinary day.

She claime to go at the temple, for prayer. The girl followed her....but the road never got them to temple. This road end in the train station.

There was no passanger train at that time. They had to hurry, it was late, so she looked for a goods train. And there she goes. Without looking back, with no tear and no regrets, she jump in the weagon and close the door. "A trip?", the little girl asked. Mom didn`t asnwer. The girl is scared, she doesn`t know what is going on. But she know that her mom has a plan. The train is moving fast but not as fast as she wanted.

Finally, a time to breath. Its a breath of freedom. Can you feel it? Freedom from terror, from shouts, from beating....yes, the sweet breath of freedom. "He will never find us, right?", asked the girl. The mother stopped for a minute. "What if...???" I don`t like that question, but "what if he will find us?" - "No, this can`t happen! I waited for so long! This can`t happen!"

She need air, the weagon was sudden to small for her. She opened the weagon`s door...the dry breeze hit her face. All her thoughts in her head where faster then the train. Fast...freedom...fast...freedom....she turned around and hugged her girl. "We are free! He will never find us!"...and she jumped. Silence. No sound.

This is a true story. Is the story of this girl. The police found her ful of blood. Her mom jumped from the train when she was huging her...she died! The girl is still in shock. She wakes up in the middle of the night screaming and crying. She doesn`t have blood on her face anymore, but she see it in her dreams!

The girl was taken by an organisation and she lives with a Christian family who "adopted" other 9 girls. She is free, true, but her mind is back to that day, when she got the last hug from her mom. She is not free from this past, but God can set her free!