If i were to ask you, what does pure faultless religion look like, what would you say?

 I went to Kenya in 2007.  I met Edna.  She was four and came to school every day crying.  She pee’d her pants.  She never said much.  One day when the teachers I was working with wanted to take me on some home visits, I agreed.  Edna had not been in school that day.  Soon we approached her tiny home.  Her father was there.  He apologized that Edna wasn’t in school today.  It was because she didn’t hav...