And then I remember them.
My girls. Most single or double orphans. My girls whom have no parents. Are completely hopeless. My 6-9 year old whom have been raped, starved, and beat. My girls whom have every right to hate the world. But they don't. I went there to give them hope, to spread love, and teach them about the Father they never have. I went there to give them life. And instead they're giving me all of that and more.
Life is hard. Life is crappy. Life seems impossible. But you just have to keep going, no matter what.