His name is Corn Dog Chuck.
He is wearing a white sweatshirt. He is on the right of the picture looking over the little barbeque and making sure the corn dogs don’t burn for the kids to eat in Mexico.
He had a few cooked and started to hand them to the kids. They just held them in their hands wondering what to do with them. They had never seen a corn dog or never had eaten one.
So Chuck took one off the grill, plastered the side of it with Ketchup and mustard showing the kids of Tijuana how to eat a corn dog. It amazed them, they laugh, and we had a great time together eating perro de maiz.
Chuck spent most of his day plastering the sides of the corn dogs with Ketchup and mustard. They taught him that they loved to lick the mustard and ketchup off the side of the corn dog and he would plaster it again. Eating the corn dog after all the ketchup and mustard was gone.
As I look at the picture I wonder were those kids are today on the streets of Mexico. Most of them would be in their late teens or adults now. The picture is almost 10 years old. I pray we made a difference in the lives.
Chuck made a difference that day!
"What you say about yourself means nothing in God’s work. It’s what God says about you that makes the difference." 2 Corinthians 10:18
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