“Momma, what is the basket for?” the little girl asked her mother one Sunday morning. “It’s for the children,” answered the mother. That answer satisfied the little girl until some 60 years later the basket was gone.    What was the story of the basket that had always been in the collection plate at that congregation of the Lord’s people? Every time the little girl attended worship in the little country church building in East Texas, the basket was there. Then, one Sunday it was gone. Her mother had passed on to eternity, as had her grandparents. Only one aunt remained who had the answer to “What is the basket for?” Why was it there? In no other assembly had she seen the basket—only in that little East Texas congregation where her parents and generations before had worshipped.     The answer lay in the wisdom of a decision made by an elder of that little congregation in the early 1900’s. In those days, the orphan train children came to live with members of that congregation. In those days, the beginning of an orphans’ home was established. In that little congregation, two sisters had a strong difference of opinion. One opinion was held strongly that families should take orphans into their homes and raise them. Both sisters had done just that.    A second understanding of the Scripture, James 1:27 came about in the establishment of children’s homes. Those establishing the homes asked for individuals and congregations to provide the funds for those homes. One sister was so