I Died Today

I died today, my little lifeless body was buried in a shallow grave in the dirt of my poor country, by my grieving parent, you see I only knew my mom. Dad never stayed around and I did not know him at all. Mom tried to provide for us, me and my three siblings, a girl and two brothers, I was the youngest. There was never enough food to feed us all at the same time, so mom fed us on different days, and she would go for days without eating so she could feed us. The water we drank was smelly and tasted bad. After I drank the water I got really sick and was throwing up everything and even threw-up blood. In a few days I got a little better, but we had to drink more water because it is very hot where I lived and even my brother got sick too. We were so sick we could not eat, but that meant more for the rest of the family. Most of the food we had came from the trash pile and what others had thrown out. The village I lived in is small and very poor, everyone works hard to survive, we did not have a doctor and no school, I would have liked to go to school and became a doctor. I remember the water more than anything, the smell was so bad, but we were so thirsty, we drank it.
One day a man from a place call America, came to our village and he brought a big tank and he said it had clean water in it and we all came to the center of the village and we all had clean water that day. I will always remember that day, the water was so good, no smell and oh the taste, so good. While the American was in our village he told us stories about a man called Jesus and how He was the son of God and that one day we could meet God if we believed in Jesus. He told us about living water that was pure and clean, that day I ask Jesus for living clean pure water, I was 5 two days later. After a week the American left with his tank and promised to come back and dig a water well so we could always have clean water, I know he meant it, because he was very nice to all of us and left all of the water from his tank in our village. The clean water ran out and the American did not return and we all had to drink the old water again. We really hoped that the American would come back soon and get us more clean water, but days went by and no American and no water well.
I started to get sick again from the bad smelly water, and mom could not make it any better, she did everything she could. I just got sicker and sicker, I died today at the age of five.
I now know that the American was telling the truth about Jesus and God, you see today I have all the water I can ever need and it is clear, cool and clean. Jesus met me the moment I died and He took me to heaven and I got to meet God Himself and He loved me and made everything better. I now know the American is working hard to raise enough money in America to drill wells in my poor country, he told the truth. I am not sad because I left my family, I am with Jesus and everything will be good, I do wish the American could hurry and drill the well so my brothers, sister and mom don't get sick and die too. My brother wants to be a doctor and my sister wants to be a teacher and start a school in our village.
Can you please help the American that needs money to drill a well in my poor village?
Will you help the American drill a well in a poor village in a poor country? There are a large number of organization that undertake water well drilling in third world places. You can contact CrossWinds church at www.crosswindslive.com and we can help you help the American drill the well.
America is a Bless country and people.Will you share today?