In its worst expression, poverty tourism is not just the exploitation of one group — the poor — it is the exploitation of two groups, those visited and those visiting.
If there’s one thing that holds true in any country, in any culture, it’s that man’s best friend with his comfort and protection is a universal companion. And it’s impossible not to bring out the camera when they’re around. In our many travels, we’ve taken thousands and thousands of photos and there’s been more than…
It’s almost been one week since we returned home from the Blog Trip to the Dominican Republic. We’re slowly settling back into our routines. Remembering how to live in our reality while carefully carrying with us the reality of the children we met. More than 30 blog posts were written by our trip bloggers. It…
Some days, most days – they’re just that. Days. And then one day. A day that seemed like it would be just a day, breaks open like a piñata you’ve been swinging at for years.
Marlo looks up at us and he knows. He knows he’s becoming a man. And in so many ways as a sacrificial lamb.
Yes changes lives. Yes can change a child’s life forever. Yes can change eternity.
Each Compassion Blogger on this trip to the Dominican Republic has an amazing personal story to share. All different. All unique.
Yet as you get to know Ruth, Bonnie, Holley, Lisa and Bri this week, you will see something in their blog posts, something special they all have in common – a deeply held love…
With a team of Compassion Bloggers heading to the Dominican Republic next week, we thought it’d be a great time to learn more about the beautiful island country, its customs and its people before you experience it with the bloggers. So to buff up on your Dominican Republic knowledge and our work there, here are…
A team of Compassion Bloggers will be in the Dominican Republic from February 16 through February 20, 2015, blogging for children in poverty.
My heart is overflowing as I return to the dry climate and high altitude of my Colorado Springs home from my first trip to the island of the Dominican Republic. I left with a deepened assurance of the investment that the project staff have in each child. Have you ever wondered about the hearts of…
As a U.S. citizen, I’ve heard many reactions to my nationality as I travel to other places. A few gems: “We love Americans!” “We hate Americans!” “You can print your own money at an ATM.” “You’re all fat.” People have ample opportunities to see the United States in news and entertainment, so they have…
What does poverty mean to the poor? What does poverty mean to you? What does poverty mean to God?
My trip to meet the children I sponsor actually began in 1955. That was the year my parents-in-law loaded up two toddlers and flew to their new home in Siguatepeque, Honduras.
Affirming words from mentors and teachers and even strangers, make us into the people we become.
This slum is what nightmares are made of. Filled with what gifts are made of.
Poverty is a strong force. And it’s lies cripple.
Freedom came for Grace when soldiers from the government raided the Lord’s Resistance Army camp where she and her mother were being held. After this, for seven years, they moved frequently, looking for a place to live.
It’s our five-year anniversary of Compassion Blog Trips. It all started in Uganda. Did you know that you’re the reason we get to celebrate five years?
A team of Compassion Bloggers will be in Uganda from January 27 through January 31, 2014 marking our fifth year of blogging for children in poverty.
We went, seven Compassion sponsors, flush with excitement, filled with the desire to help, hearts ready to connect. We went to Gladys’ modest home to learn about her world. We went with the best of intentions. And then we broke her bed.
Angeliz lives in a tiny, dark structure on the side of a steep hill, with her great-grandmother. She does not live with her daddy, because he left her and her mommy. And she does not live with her mommy, because her mommy soon left her, too.
Brandy and her group of sponsors are in Bolivia where they recently toured a Child Survival Program and met Rosario on their home visit—a time filled with little things.