Stories from the Streets: From Dayane

A few weeks ago, I encountered a girl who is 17-years-old who had been living on the streets. I had a great time with her as we drew together and I painted her nails. On September 7th, I found her again on the streets. This time, she was sniffing glue. When I asked her if she was free to talk, she put her glue bottle away and asked if I would be able to pray for her mother, who was using drugs.

In that same moment, she looked at me and said “Hey, Tia (Auntie in Portuguese), can you take me away from here? I don’t want to stay here anymore and I can see the glow of Jesus in your eyes.” As she spoke these words, tears started to stream down my face. I could feel the mercy, love, and compassion that Father God has for her.

I had been Christian for 12 years but this was the first time that someone recognized Jesus inside of me, that someone could see Jesus powerfully flowing through my eyes. His love overwhelmed me just as much as it overwhelmed her.