Little faces say it well

Load up and drive out to the east... 45km thru traffic and turn into Windmill Park. How many times have we done this? Into the little tin building and 3 smiling faces waiting expectantly for us or the local team to arrive. Forgot the right cable, search for something and end up showing the movie on our lap top. More and more little faces appear. Some speak little English, some are the children of children we were ministering to over ten years ago. They watch, they listen, they hear the Word, they respond, they know Jesus, they know He is in their hearts and they will be back next Monday for more! They don't have much in this community and are overlooked by most. Amidst revival meetings and church gatherings they are playing in the dust. The focus is their parents, and grandparents but at Hope Street they are the focus... the children... this is their church, their afternoon, their people and their God. Hope Street.