Joy's trip to Asia with Compassion International

I stepped carefully down the narrow, stony walkway between one long concrete wall and homes made from collected pieces of wood. I was in the slums of Asia. I wrinkled my nose as I smelled a pungent odor coming from below the homes. All the houses were sitting on stilts over several feet of water that had gathered and become a place for their waste.  It looked exactly as I would have imagined from seeing places like this on TV, but now it felt so much more real. As I begin to wonder if anyone could actually live in a place like this, we arrive at the Compassion child’s home.

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