Thursday, October 1, 2009
In spite of the fact that we suffer frequently from digestive problems and suffer daily from the aches and pains of arthritis and aging, we are so very glad we are here. I watched a woman walk by the other day carrying the lifeless body of her child. She was making no sound, but the volume of her grief was deafening. I wish I could say that this rarely happens, but it is all too frequent. The child died of cholera, a deadly but very preventable disease. With proper sanitation and clean water, cholera cannot exist. We teach sanitation and hygiene training in the surrounding villages and have seen cholera deaths drop dramatically. We have done about twenty five in the last four years, so only about one a month on average. Sometimes, we do two day workshops, sometimes just one day, and one unfortunate day, we had to squeeze everything into four hours because a bus broke down. Still, every little bit helps. Maybe the day will come when we no longer see a mother's grief walking past. We, as Christians, are not asked to save the world--just to help our neighbor when they need it. Around here, that's a full-time job. If you don't know just who your neighbor is--check out the parable of the good Samaritan. I've also posted some pictures of our pineapple plantation at left.