Tom's reflections - Part #3

As we went along to another location in the market the interns introduced me to a little boy named Mohamed, age 9. It was easy to see that he was laboring to walk and I could see his little arms and face were covered with oozing scabs. As I shook his hand, even his palms were open sores. He was wearing a loose fitting shirt and pants, and as they raised his pant leg, I knew that his whole body was covered. I have NEVER seen anything as horrific as this! He was in a lot of pain, but doing all he can to survive on the street. I was fighting back tears to keep from alarming the boy. After we left, I asked Alfred what would happen to the two boys I had met. He said they would likely die, as two other boys had since the beginning of their ministry. I KNEW SOMETHING HAD TO BE DONE! WE COULD NOT LOSE ANOTHER CHILD!