Over the past few weeks several people have asked me if I am ready for another trip to India. At first my answer was "yes" but in these past few days I have come to realize that you can't prepare yourself fully for a trip like this. Words are inadequate to describe dozens of children begging for food at intersections or a blind man begging for money at a train station. I have seen many people sleeping in the medians of six lane streets and have come to realize that the small spot of dirt they lay on is their home. When they wake up that is the place where they will beg for enough money to buy a meal hoping to wake again tomorrow with a chance that maybe one day life will get better.

I am leaving tomorrow, September 16th with a team of seven people and some cash to spread among far to many orphans. Our team is made up of regular people taking time from our jobs and families to bring a little joy and hope to children that are worthy of our very best efforts to comfort them. Some people have said "don't go, it's to dangerous", others have said "there is plenty of need right here in America, why go to India"?

My answer is that in India I have seen beautiful children who need someone somewhere to care. You have to get down on your knees so that you can look them in the eye and hand them a pair of shoes, a blanket or a new sweater to understand why I am going back. There is no way to describe what it is like to give love and hope to these children or the feeling of joy that you can experience by touching some little childs life. I can tell you stories and show you pictures but that is not real life.

Come with me to India and I will show you real life....