"Nobody loves me, not even my grandma. They all left me because I was blind. If I could see, I could go to school like everyone else, but now, I have to go to school for the blind, like in It's the same on the other side of the world. The teacher said that the Lord loves the blind because they can't see. But I said that if this is the case, God won't make us blind, so we can't see God. The teacher replied, 'The Lord does not Visible. All over the place, you can feel it. You know it with your fingertips.' Now I keep reaching out until one day I feel God's presence. I'm going to tell him everything, even inside me Secret." He kept reaching out his hand and putting the fallen bird back into the nest, using his touch to feel the faces and hands of his father, grandma and sisters, as well as the flowing wind, and using his sense of smell to experience the beautiful flowers, Use hearing to observe the sounds of birds, especially woodpeckers. Seeing this eight-year-old child so persistently looking for faith, I couldn't help but be moved, and at the same time, I suddenly felt very puzzled, what are we doing all day long?
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