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This week, my team has been doing something we did not think we'd be doing this summer.Instead of working with women, we have been working at a preschool in a surrounding area, and I absolutely love kids. They are so important for the future because they are the generation that will rise up and lead in the years to come. That is why education is so vital. And it is even more important for them to be taught about the one true *Dad at such a young age. With that being said, I will say that I was not exactly thrilled to find out that my week was going to be with preschoolers. I know the importance of it, but I was a little disappointed to find out that we weren't going to be with the women as much. However, I was reminded that *Dad might have used that to get all of us here and has something better planned for us.Which is true.

Well, Monday morning came, and those kids quickly captured my heart. We played with them, taught B stories and songs, and helped the teachers teach them academic subjects. I was in the oldest class (KG-2, which is 5 year-olds). They are awesome. I have such love for those kids, such a desire for them to know *Dad as well as their ABC's and numbers. A little boy named Chet (one of my favorites) always smiles and asks me and the other "teachers" for approval on his work. I think he tried to speak to me the most out of anyone else in the class in their language, and I wished so bad that I could communicate with him. Another boy named Al was having a lot of trouble writing his cursive a's. He kept making the circle the wrong way and could not get it right. I took him up to the blackboard with me and spent 20 minutes doing whatever I thought would be beneficial in helping him. By the end of it, he had written a few good ones but was still struggling. I thought he might be annoyed with me for trying for so long, but he kept smiling at me whenever I looked at him, for the rest of the day and the rest of the week.

All in all, it was an awesome week, and I truly love each of the kids in my class with all of my heart. I cannot put into words how much I love them, and I know that it is only because of *Dad's love for me that I can love them that much.

The rest of the week was great, too. I and a few others went into the community where we are staying and spoke with a woman. We ended up sharing some B stories, our stories, and p-ing for her. She is not bound to any religion, so be p-ing for that, too. I feel like this is the perfect time for her to see what *Dad is all about. She needs his love, acceptance, and joy. I plan on visiting her every week or so and speaking with her.

If you could also be p-ing for me, that would be awesome. I do make sure to have alone time with *Dad every day, but I know that I have a heart issue and have been getting frustrated about little things.

I hope all is well in the States. Until next time...