A man in the front row lowered his hotdog to his lap. A woman placed her index finger over her pursed lips to shhh her chatty teenagers. For ten minutes Jey had the attention of 4,000 people.
And all it took was one story.
“Texas,” I said, “welcome to the stage, all the way from Nairobi, my new friend Jey.”
Jey sauntered toward the microphone at center stage to a wave of applause. Then opened by thanking the Lone Star State for feeding him barbecue.
“So good.”
We ate that barbecue together. Two hours earlier, at a picnic table backstage, I asked Jey to tell me his story: Born into the second largest slum in all of Africa. Fatherless. His mother sold drugs, sold alcohol, sold…well, she did all she could to feed Jey and his siblings.
Homeless at six, begging scraps and money on the streets. Stealing to survive at seven. Arrested at nine and put in prison with criminals as old as nineteen.
“In prison?” I asked.
“Yes. In prison. We were always sick there,” Jey said. “I don’t remember anyone visiting us. No one cared for us when we were sick.”
I shook my head in disbelief, in protest, to shake out the mental image of my oldest boy separated from me by prison walls, alone, scared, abused…
“I remember,” Jey said, “a boy so sick he could not hold his dish of food. He fell and his food was on the floor beside the toilet. All the people ran to him and ate his food from the floor – from the floor by the toilet. That is how hungry I was.”
I was supposed to be coaching Jey over lunch. He was supposed to tell me his story and I was supposed to figure out how best to fit it into the ten minutes he and I would split between us on stage later.
I was supposed to…
But I’d forgotten about all that. A good story – a true story – has a way of making us forget about all doesn’t it?
I had to know how the hopeless boy eating food from the floor became the confident muscled man eating brisket with me at a baseball stadium in Texas.
“My grandmother told me about God when I was little. I thought prison would be my life…so I prayed. ‘God, if you exist, take me out of prison. Take me out of poverty.’”
After a few months, Jey was released from prison but life back home was the same as before. Still poverty. Still hopeless. So hopeless that his mother tried to take her life. Jey thought he would have to steal again and then…
“And then Compassion International took me in their program and gave me food and I could see a doctor and for me to speak to you now in English means I got to go to school.”
He laughed remembering how wonderful it all was.
“Compassion did that for me,” he said. “I did not have a sponsor at first but soon someone chose me.”
How do you fit this life, this miracle into ten minutes?
Jey did. With no help from me. Somehow Jey did. And on stage before thousands he told his story and made poverty and hope real.
“Compassion and my sponsor gave me so much,” he told the crowd. “But three things I am most thankful for: Love, my education, and Jesus.”
As the crowd erupted into Amens and applause, Jey held a child sponsorship packet high in the air. “I was like this child,” he said .”It was me on a packet like this. And my sponsor chose me.”
A couple hundred hands raised all over the stadium. Child sponsorship packets were put in every one of them. Children were released from poverty. By a story.
Thousands of you are reading these words. I wish all of you could have been there to meet Jey – for the story and the barbecue. I wish you could meet Compassion’s children for yourself. It would all be so this-changes-everything real then. But there isn’t a picnic table big enough!
But how about this? I”ll bring the children to your house this week – one true story at a time. The best that my friends and I can anyway. You might want to put down your hotdog for this…
And if God moves you? Raise your hand. There are children waiting to be chosen.
We just arrived at out hotel in Lima, Peru. Off to bed. We’re up early in the morning to collect stories for retelling. Follow along on Instagram and Twitter and tune in tomorrow night for new posts from Peru.
Michelle ~ Blogging from the Boonies says:
Jey is such a joy to be around. I first met him at an Advocate conference but also had the pleasure of spending time with him at Kingdom Bound last summer. My girls liken him to a super-star and would just light up any time we were able to visit with him. His testimony is inspiring.
When he was asked where he thought he would be if he had not been a part of the Compassion program, the answer was quick and to the point.
“I would be dead.”
The boys he grew up with in the slum, the ones that did not join the Compassion program, their lives ended too soon.
I am so proud to see Jey sharing his story. God will do great things through him!
I was also interested to see that some of the bloggers were bringing children on this trip! What an awesome opportunity! My 11 year old Kaya has such a bond with our first sponsored child, Precious in Ghana. I have found myself daydreaming about what it would be like for the two of them to meet.
I’m looking forward to reading the posts from the trip! And, of course, I’m praying!!
JD says:
Michelle, as you know, I brought my 13 year old Joshua to Ghana in Nov 2011 for the child slave rescue mission, where we also met four of our 16 Compassion children.
Just got home from Haiti with my 11 year old Jillian, where she got to meet the 11 year old Compassion girl she sponsors in Haiti.
Both of them grew from these experiences, and BOTH would go back in.a.heartbeat — I will begin to pray for God to bring Kaya with you — she needs to go to Ghana as much as you do — and, as they say in Ghana — “God will make it come to pass, amen!” — believe, and you will see it happen.
<3 you, sis!
Ruth M says:
What an amazing story!
One of our Compassion children love in Peru – I hope your team is able to meet him – his name is Germán. I’m looking forward to reading y’all’s updates 🙂
God Bless and God’s protection over you all!
Theodene Allen says:
Aloha! Thank you for sharing the story about Jey. We had a gentleman who had a similar story visit our church a month or two ago. It’s forever ingrained in my heart that I cannot do everything, but I can do something. I was led several months ago to sponsor a little boy in Peru, so following your blog and that of your team is very meaningful to me and no coincidence. The Lord placed this as perfect timing for me to have a better understanding of my Compassion son’s life without ever stepping foot at the airport. Thank you for going on this trip and for sharing your experience there. We are praying for you and the team! May you all remain safe and healthy throughout this trip!
Sharon O says:
We sponsor two little five year old girls in Haiti, I pray they can find some hope and some healing and some comfort through our little bit of money. My husband has gone to Haiti and knows the ‘poverty’ and culture. He also knows they are beautiful people.
Michelle ~ Blogging from the Boonies says:
Sharon, what a blessing that you sponsor! 🙂 Your children will also find healing and comfort in the letters that you write to them! The letter writing ministry is such an important part of sponsorship!
Carole Olson says:
My husband and I sponsored a child in Haiti for 17 years…and gave a final fair-well gift…how very much we would love to know how this man is doing. That is a very missing piece of this ministry that I somehow wish could be different…..what has happened to this man after all these years of praying and financial support? Know that God is faithful, and Compassion provided a life this man never would have had. So thank you Compassion for your ministry.
Steve Jones says:
Looking forward to every word…
Michael Calamia says:
I have a child in Peru also, his name is Nolberto. I would love to be with you, but the Lord has me in South Africa doing what you are doing. I will follow your blog, thank you for taking care of these children. Poor is poor anywhere in the world, but I can testify that unless you are 1st world there are not many avenues to find help. God bless your journey and God bless the children.
Chell says:
Life is so precious. We take so much for granted. Our children have learned to distinguish what we call first world problems from real problems in the world; those Jey faced in his early life.
May God bless Compassion International.
Peace and good.
Kris says:
Wow. I have no words, I just want to hear more of these stories.
Rebecca says:
Love this. Love Compassion trips. Will read. Will pray and will share.
Leslie says:
“Children were released from poverty. By a story.”
Prisoners set free.
His story for us. Me.
This quote caught me off guard. Moved me to tears in one blink. I’ve sensed He’s been taking His time – readying my heart for some thing, some new purpose. I don’t yet know what it is, but think I’m one blink closer.
Thank you for writing this.
Carolyn says:
It’s wonderful what you are doing, but I can’t help think of the children in the USA that need someone to care about them. I thought we are to help our own first and then others.
Shaun Groves says:
Absolutely, Carolyn! God loves ALL the children of the world – U.S. included.
But nowhere does the bible instruct us to wait until our country is without a single need before meeting the needs of other nations. The apostle Paul collected money form the Corinthians (2 Corinthians 8) so that he could meet the needs of starving Christians in Jerusalem – but surely there was need in Corinth too.
Truth is, the average American – me included – has enough to love at home and abroad. And doing both is biblical.
Agree?
JD says:
Thank you for this answer, Shaun — I am often asked this question, and this is by far the best answer I’ve seen.
JD says:
I hear this question often, whether it’s about mission work, or adoption.
While I travel to the developing world a few times a year to do mission work there, it isn’t at the exclusion of doing mission work here and ministering to or serving the needs of my neighbors, my community, my country. I serve in our community year-round, and support others who do the same.
The mission field should know no boundaries — it is where ever we reach, serve, love, and point to Him.
Tina says:
I hear people say that all the time about us helping our own country first. While I know there are needs within our own country, our definition of poverty here would change if we visited these third world countries. Our country is so rich. We should and could take care of all of our own children AND these children.
Michael Calamia says:
This is not a critisism. I hope to explain why I endorse going into all the world for these children’s sake. Using the logic of taking care of our own first, on a different scale we would never leave our own church pew to make a difference to those driving by. Your neighbor might never hear how joyful grace really is. I understand that there are needs in America, I also hear this all the time since I live now in South Africa working with the utterly poor children here. I reflect on the verse,” …and He called some to be Apostles, some to be Evangelists.. ” (Eph 4:11) and we learn some to be doctors and missionaries and bakers and, well you see what I mean. Not to go where God has called and use what He has gives is to deny the voice of the Holy Spirit moving you to where He wants your effort. Not everyone gets that call. That is why i visit America for dental work LOL. Hope this brings a bit more clarity to the subject. And by the way, I have not stopped taking care of my children in the USA. Children are innocent victims of whatever is inflicted on them no matter where they are in the world. God did not put the political and geographical boundaries on the globe. Blessings to all.