Not long ago, an American businessman — a good, religious man — told of a trip he had just made to India. Like so many others who have travelled from their seats of comfort and security to the streets of Calcutta, he was appalled at the sight of so many suffering, literally starving people — young women and their babies. He had heard about it, but had never confronted the reality of it in any serious way. And as he passed one street corner with his group, he happened to glance at one particular mother, holding her baby, and begging. He saw that both mother and child had all the symptoms of malnutrition. Suddenly, his eyes met the woman’s, and they locked. “That young woman’s eyes,” he said, “were staring right into the depths of my soul. And they were saying to me, ‘BREAD FOR MY BABY, FOR GOD’S SAKE. FOR GOD’S SAKE, DO SOMETHING.’” Since that agonizing moment, that man has given much of…
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