One hundred and twenty-five at-risk children, struggling daily with a life blunted with HIV, and constantly fighting off attacks from malaria-carrying mosquitos and parasites. But these children were special in another way as well. A large percentage of these children struggled with significant handicaps. Mercy was clearly one of them. As we made our rounds escorting the children, I finally spotted Mercy waiting with 100 more children, vying for the twenty-five or so beds left to be handed out. I looked at Don Lifsey and pointed her out. She still did not have a bed, and I so wanted her to get one. In a sublime act of grace, she was the 125th bed recipient, and Don was the man who escorted her through her gifts. As she lumbered through the line, her smile broadened. With great joy, Savannah greeted her and hugged her. A smile competition ensued. Savannah competed bravely, but I must say Mercy won. Over dinner, we discussed our day. Jennifer shared about one girl who left the bed distribution with a big smile and a final blessing. As she left, she waved her arm high above her head and proclaimed, “Bless you. Go well.” Later, I confessed I had another Ugandan girlfriend. Mercy is a sweet little spirit in a sea of difficult circumstances. As I passed around the picture of Mercy and Savannah, Jennifer lit up and said, “That’s the girl that thanked us so beautifully.” And I take great joy in the thought that this day may have been one of her very best. What a blessing that girl is to me. What a blessing she is to such a broken world. What a joy it will be to me to see her living in eternity with me.