How to help children in need

A couple of weeks ago, I was at a local church and heard a story of a homeless child.

I decided to help.

I knew there was no one who could help me, but it wasn’t a choice.

I had no idea what to expect.

The young boy’s name is Elijah.

I thought he had a long road ahead of him.

It was hard for me to accept that he was not just an isolated kid.

My initial thought was that Elijah had a broken heart.

His parents had left him in a car accident in 2012, and he was still living in a tent in the woods.

He had been living on the streets for years.

But he was an energetic child, always smiling, always trying to get his friends to play.

I took him to a local grocery store and asked for his ID.

Elijah said he was in a hurry, and I gave him a few dollars.

I told him that if he needed a ride home, I would let him borrow the money.

I didn’t want to take the risk of losing him.

As I was driving, Elijah’s mom asked me what he needed.

I explained to her that I needed a little money for groceries, and she asked if I would help him.

I asked her if she would help her son.

I wanted to help Elijah get his life back on track, and to give him some financial security.

I told her that Elijah’s parents had decided to leave him in the car and that I wanted them to be reimbursed for their lost income.

I assured her that we would get Elijah home safe and sound, and that she and her son would be okay.

After a short conversation, she agreed to help me.

I helped Elijah get home, gave him some groceries, got him a ride, and drove him to the local Walmart.

We left the house that evening, and a couple of hours later, Elijah was driving me home.

I don’t know how he got home, but he was driving fast.

He was wearing a seatbelt, so I was worried about him.

He looked very much like a child.

He appeared to be under the age of five, but was wearing jeans and a T-shirt.

I could tell that he didn’t have a car seat belt.

At first, I didn