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Sometimes God Has a Kid's Face

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It touched my heart. It changed my perspective. It stayed in my mind forever. Please read it and share it.

I was working as a teacher at a juvenile detention center when I read this book. I could have added to those stories with the ones that I was told by the juveniles locked up there. Eighty percent of the children locked up should not be there. Their parents or another adult should be there in their place. People would ask me how I could work with "Bad" kids. I would tell them they are not "bad" kids, they are kids with bad luck.

I am not a religious person but I know that it is true; sometimes God (or what/whom ever you believe in) can be seen in a child's face.

I had bought this book years ago, but lost it to water damage. The book is so compelling that I felt I should replace it. It puts you directly into each scene with total realism and no apologies. By the end of the book, I felt like I was Bruce feeling an empty space in my heart and soul for each and every lost teenager. Although the book stops there, life doesn't promise happiness for everyone, only experiences and the rich warm love of the heavenly father upon returning to heaven.

This is Ritter's own story of "Coveneant House", a place of refuge for street children who have nowhere else to turn. He goes into detail describing the life of children forced out onto the streets, and his plans for saving them. He refers to Dr. Ruth Westheimer here as the "high priestess of hedonism" as if sex education and sexual perversion go hand in hand! Many of his ideas are ridiculous and certainly coloured by his religious beliefs, but for all his efforts, it is hard to take him seriously now, because, as it turned out, he was one of the child molesters that he campaigned so hard against! Although Coveneant House of fortunately still finctional without him, one wonders whether his concern for the street children of the U.S. was really for their own benefits or just an old man's attempts to get them into his own hands for his own sexual cravings.