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No Longer a Slumdog
months and even years pass, and I don’t realize how quickly they
have gone.
Please don’t get so involved in today’s trivia that you forget
eternity awaits us all. Keep in mind those who are captive in the
worst sort of prisons because, “I tell you the truth, whatever you
did for one of the least of these brothers of mine, you did for
me” (Matthew 25:40). The opposite is also true: “Whatever you
did not do for one of the least of these, you did not do for me”
(Matthew 25:45).
It is for Jesus’ sake that we act. It is in His name that we sacrifice.
Together, you and I, we can make dreams come true for precious
children. We can and we must.
One of the earlier memories of my college days in the United
States is about a television show starring George Burns. He
looked old, really old. He wore these round glasses like Gandhi,
whom I respect so much. He was always puffing a cigar in between
his stories and songs.
There was something about him that I just liked. One thing
was this song he sang, and he did it often. A few words really
stuck with me, “I wish I was 18 again.” (You can probably hear it
on YouTube.) 3
When the Lord called me to serve Him, I was barely 16! I
was living in a tiny village in a small state at the southern tip of
India. Today, as I am writing these lines, I am 60! And I think to
myself, “Whatever happened to time” It kind of feels like it was
yesterday when I left my home, traveling 2,000 miles to northern
India to serve the Lord.
How did time slip by so fast . . . I don’t know!
Along with George Burns, I too feel like singing, “I wish I
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