We have received the story of Kauan from My Fathers House, the Caring and Sharing East Sussex project in Brazil which we sponsor.
This is shared by himself, so I hope you enjoy reading his first-hand experience, and seeing how the donations, support and prayers are benefiting young boys and communities in Olinda.
There are also some forthcoming events:
Saturday May 12th at 7.30pm concert of light music with the Police Choir at Holy Cross Church Uckfield, the closing collection will be for Caring and Sharing. This was a very enjoyable occasion last year and I’m sorry I won’t be able to attend this year.
Wednesday May 23rd 2.30-4pm – Caring and Sharing afternoon tea at St Michael and All Angels Church Eastbourne. Marius Istrate from our project in Romania will be there.
Hi, my name is Kauan This photo was taken by Pastor Ian on my 15th birthday treat this week 22th of March [ a trip to the local Shopping Center]. I chose a “Subway” sandwich and a perfume as my present. “I’m now 15 and need to look good for the girls at school”
My story is a little difficult however I know now that Jesus has always been with me, and especially now since I asked him to come into my life.
I am the eldest of four, two sisters and my brother who is now 12, but has to have special care, as he was born with some mental difficulties.
I can’t remember my mother who died during the birth of my youngest sister. I can remember a little of my father who died of a brain tumor when he was 31. I miss him. When this happened the four of us went to live with my grandmother, who is a lovely Christian lady but finds it difficult to look after my brother and sisters as she doesn’t have much money.
When I was twelve I began to get involved in wrong things and soon became dependent on drugs, just “pot” at first, but soon this went on to “crack”. To do this I also had to “find” the money. Finally my grandmother arranged for me to go to a drug rehab center. This was fine and helped me to begin to get my life sorted. However it was a long way into the interior, too far for my grandmother to visit, so as I was doing well the welfare judge allowed me to be transferred to Olinda, and to My Father’s House. Here my grandmother visits me with my brother and sisters once a fortnight.
I love cars and now I am fifteen I can begin to do a mechanics course while I continue to go to school. As part of our birthday treat we and choose a friend to come with us. I chose Luke, maybe someday he will also be able to tell a little of his story.