OLIVIA’S DREAM

She feeds, clothes and educates a child in Kenya through Compassion International.

When hurricanes Katrina and Rita ripped through the South she baked, selling her wares to raise money for displaced families.

When she read about the famine in Africa she began saving up to somehow help those living in it’s smothering wake.

Every night she prays for children and adults by name who are sick, and for regions of the world ravaged by natural disasters and other catastrophes.  Every night she thanks God for what she has and asks him to help those who have less or nothing at all.

She’s single-handedly planned to stage a ”Compassion Sunday” event at our 5000 member church this weekend, hoping hundreds of children are sponsored.

I won’t be there.  And she’s upset about that.  Not because she’ll miss me or need me but because Brian and I get to hang a little with Wes Stafford, the President of Compassion International this weekend and she doesn’t. 

He’s a rock star to her.

She’s read Wes’ book. She wants Wes’ job. 

Her dream is to feed, clothe, educate and protect children around the world as the next President of Compassion International.  But for now she’s going to school every day to prepare for the task.

Third grade’s a pain.  But its just a stepping stone to bigger things for Olivia, my nine year-old niece.

Study hard, girl.  You have a world to save.