We sat across the table from Micheal, a young student in Compassion’s LDP program in Peru. With the help of Compassion, Michael is studying History at the University.
He wants to see Peru change from the inside out, for Peruvians to learn to be more proud of their culture and heritage and to see fellow Peruvians come to know Christ.
“Now that you’ve seen Peru,” Micheal asked us, “What is your mission when you go home?”
What is MY mission?
I didn’t know how to answer him. A few of our team members made reference to wanting to see the family units of Peruvians remain intact, to see abject poverty reduced, and some other very important things come to fruition in that country.
I had to think. I have no idea.
Yes, I’ve seen the child projects first hand and I am well aware of just how far $38 a month can go in the life of a child. It is actually life changing. Yes, I’d already seen the Child Survival Project and watched loving mentors working with young single moms and their toddlers, teaching them how to best care for their babies. Yes, I’d already hugged our sponsor child, her brothers and her parents. I’d sat in her “living room”, stood on her dirt floor and walked down the dusty road in front of her home.
I’d seen all of this already. But what is my mission?
To see more children sponsored. Of course. Just by simply telling stories, I’ve already heard from some of you who’ve been inspired to sponsor children or to send a letter to your sponsored child. But beyond that {because there has to be a “beyond that”} what is my mission?
I’ve spent the last several days with children and families who have been inspired to have a future and a hope for their lives, even in the midst of poverty, hardship and illness. My week has been a basket of irony: joy in the dust, beauty in the dirt, hope in the hopeless. One of my missions, I believe, is to better recognize that the joy {in the dust} is greater, the beauty {in the dirt} is more brilliant and that the hope {in the hope-less} is more tangible.
This is what it is: I sponsor a child. Her life begins to change. Her family {a lot of the time} begins to come to church to see what is going on. She {and her family} begin to have a hope for the future and her whole family’s future is altered. When her family is changed, the community is changed. When the community is changed, the city changes. And when the city changes, the whole country changes.
And it all begins with one little girl.
So my mission, then is to try to change the game. My mission is to believe that the individual matters.
It might just be to apply that idea to my life here. If I can inspire my own children that their own changed hearts can affect their community, and that an affected community can change an area and that by that, they can help change the world, then I think I will have accomplished my mission.
If I can believe that the changed life of one person {my own, the homeless man on the street, the friend at church} can affect a whole community or a whole school or city, then that is the game changer. That is when all of life shifts.
If you really want to make a difference, begin making a difference in the life of ONE person. It can be your own little boy, the friend who needs help on a Saturday or the old woman at the convalescent home nearby who hasn’t gotten a visitor in a year. You CAN change the world. But it happens one person at a time.
I believe Michael will change Peru. And I believe that my nine-year-old sponsor child, with her beautifully dusty feet and smile as wide as the hills, will too. I’m praying that for her. And I’m praying the same for us: that we will become painfully aware that changing the world means beginning with one single person.
To sponsor a child in Peru with Compassion International, click here.
To learn more about Compassion click here.
To learn about the Child Survival Program and how you can help, click here.
To read about why I care, click here and here.















Sarah, what a beautiful post. I love what you’re saying here. So often we want our “work” for God or our “mission” to feel glamorous or big. So we wait around for that big opportunity. But God is asking for that tiny huge investment in the person right in front of us. In my case, it’s usually a fellow alcoholic or an addict. It’s never glamorous and the news never shows up. But I am slowly learning that it’s here in the every day and in the dust and in the tears of others that we make a difference that you so aptly call a “game changer.” Wow. Thanks for writing, Sarah. Heather
thank you heather. and yes, that is exactly what i mean.
Beautiful, empowering post, Sarah. As always, your words are a gift.
Praying for you and your’s this morning as you transition back to your “normal” life.
thank you reese. and yes, i’ll need prayer today =)
When my kids were little (and I was a stay at home mom) I was always looking for something important to do.
Somewhere I could serve.
Someone who needed me a lot.
It took way too long for me to figure out that I needed to have my house in order before I looked outside my house. A friend of mine once said “look how many people your children will come in contact with during their life time.” OUCH!
Once I got my home in order and my priorities straight I realized I had very little time for anything else. Oh how I wish I could have read your blog post then. For some reason I thought I had to do big things in order to God’s work.
Thank you so much for this blog post. I love your mission and I need to apply this to my own life.
thank you Johnlyn. I love how you put this, that we don’t have to do “big” things to do God’s work.
beautifully said sarah.
this is where we must begin, right?! believing that our offering of $38 and prayers move mountains. i believe my compassion children will live in victory instead of defeat, and i believe that God picked our family to love them through prayer and offering and shared letters. little is much with Jesus, i need to not underestimate how MUCH it is.
yes. little is much with Jesus. thank you denise.
miss you.