Take my hand

Today while walking through the San Jorge community, a little girl came up and started walking next to me. When I reached for her hand, she gladly took it, and we continued to walk like that through the town. I do not know this girl’s name, and I doubt she knows mine. A few days ago, while in Iquitos, a stray dog started following us through the town. We hadn’t pet it, we simply just said “hola dog”. I thought it was really nice that this dog was following us. And it made me so happy to have the little girl grab my hand. Sometimes following things we don’t know as well can be scary, but it makes what we’re following so happy. I have no doubt in my mind that God knows me better than I know Him or His plan, still I follow, and I do know that it makes God so happy when I do.

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