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One Meal One Day

When I was just starting college, God put it on my heart to sponsor a child overseas. So I did a little research online and found Compassion International's website, where I picked out a little 6 year old boy named Omar from Columbia to sponsor. I have been sponsoring Omar now for the last 9 years.

I've really enjoyed sponsoring a child and knowing that I'm playing a small part in improving his life. It's not just about the money you contribute each month, it's the encouragement and hope you can speak to the child through your letters that I love most! For these children to know that someone really loves and cares about them is most important.

Recently I set up a fundraising page to support One Meal One Day through Compassion International to help raise money for children in extreme poverty. One Meal One Day, coming up on November 6(or any day that you choose!), is a day to skip one of your meals and donate what  you would have spent on that meal to help children in poverty.

I do NOT get anything out of this, it's just something that I'm passionate about! We are called to help and care for the poor and needy of the world in any way that we can, whether it's with a little or a lot. This is just one way we can help! :)

Donate here: http://www.firstgiving.com/fundraiser/LindsayCappotelli/fall2013

 
"Feed the hungry and help those in trouble. Then your light will shine out from the darkness, and the darkness around you will be as bright as noon."
-Isaiah 58:10

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