Road to Emmaus – Mary Kamau

With Her Suitcase

They say prayer is the least you can do. I used to say the same thing too. Till I realized that there’s nothing more powerful on heaven or earth than the cry of a child’s heart to their Father.
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Alphaz

A-l-p-h-a-z. He spells out his name when I give him a blank stare for the third time. We’re standing in the middle of a busy street because he stopped me. But every word coming out of his mouth further blurs out the world around us. “Excuse me, Madam? Can you help me?” He switches easily…
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Brave Little Boys

I don’t know where this brave little boy is right now. But wherever he is, he’s with a Father who cares for him more than I ever could even with my tears.
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Plastic Bottles

I look at the kids again, giggling over their new bottles with innocent joy. Completely oblivious that they are richer than most. Even in their tattered clothing and mud huts for homes and plastic bottles for treasure. With the presence of God shrouding them with unspeakable love, they are richer than most.
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