I was a clown once. They called me Cabeza de Lapiz (Pencil Head). I was a clown during my summer mission trip to Mexico City. I was not a funny clown. I was more of a loving clown. I hugged the children in the streets, and they kissed my makeup off.
Emma found my clown suit. She looked so cute and funny. She would make a much funnier, better clown than I did. Her pictures here are funnier than any I ever took in that suit. Maybe she will get a chance to entertain and love on the children of some poor country some day. Until then, I will teach her about Jesus and about the children in other countries who don’t know Him or His power. I’ll let God lead her in the way that she should go. And water her future with my prayers.