Myself and a group of professionals are developing a child abuse intervention program for the Pediatric Hospital in Hanoi Vietnam.
My mother raised me from birth until I was about 8 years old. It was tough on my mother. She was a single mom raising two children, but the thing that made it most difficult was my mother's heroin addiction.
Child Protective Services never came and knocked on my door. I have never been asked by an investigator if my mother hit me. I was never asked by anyone if my mother shot heroin in front of me. No one was asking questions and no one came by, except Mrs. Moore.
Mrs. Moore came to my mother’s home, knocked on the door, and asked her if she could come inside and tell my mother about the love of Jesus Christ. My mother said yes. And over the several weeks and months that Mrs. Moore came over, my mom began to realize the love of God through Mrs. Moore. My mother realized she had a problem and it was time to change.
Mrs. Moore wasn’t a social worker. She wasn’t trained in child abuse intervention. I don’t even think Mrs. Moore knew what was going on, but she was being obedient to what God had called to her do. And I am very grateful, because it saved my life.
Right now in Vietnam, no one is knocking on the doors of children’s homes. No one is asking how these children are getting broken bones, burns, and bruises. I tell you the truth, Jesus Christ wants to knock on the door of Vietnam and he wants to use you.
Child Protection is not just a professional’s responsibility, but it is all of our responsibility. It’s not only our responsibility here in Texas and in American, but also in Vietnam and the rest of the world.
I am asking that you partner with us and help make a difference in Vietnam. I am asking that you would give, so that the children of Vietnam can have a future and a hope.
Thank you for your time and contribution.