Junior’s eyes

I volunteer one morning a week at an orphanage for babies who are HIV positive.  One morning Junior and I were kicking the soccer ball and he asked me to stop and to pick him up.  We were outside so I had on my sunglasses.  He got nose to nose with me and said,  “I want to see your eyes.”  I took off my glasses and we looked into each other’s eyes for several moments, not talking or smiling.  I knew that I was looking into the eyes of God and that God was looking into my soul.  Junior then said, “OK, now we can play futbol again.”

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