Friday, August 16, 2013

“Not all of us can do great things. But we can do small things with great love.” ― Mother Teresa

Sometimes, we do great things that seem very small at the time.  It is not for us to know how many of the seeds we sow will grow to become great trees providing shade and fruit for many yet unborn.  Karen, John, and I have been very lucky in that we have been able to sow little seeds for years, mostly never knowing what will become of them, but every now and then, we get to see the tree that sprang from the seeds that came from our hands.  There is a village about 30 kilometers from here called Kabasa.  When we first came, there was no Methodist church there, no school of any kind, and they had never had a sanitation and hygiene workshop.  We started with the sanitation and hygiene workshop that we did in an abandoned cotton building that didn't even have doors, yet we filled it with people every day for three days as we taught nutrition, the fly cycle, where to put a choo, how to rehydrate a baby with diarrhea, and gave each attendee a pretreated mosquito net.  Some months later, we were invited back to Kabasa to the first worship service of the Kabasa Methodist Church.   Several who had attended the workshop decided to worship together in an abandoned building that has now been replaced by a church that the members built themselves.  We just helped with the roof.  One of the elders of the village came to Bunda to see us one day about three years ago.  He had organized the villagers to make bricks and lay the foundation of a three-room school.  He wanted us to come see, so we went.  The government had promised that if they built the walls, the government would put on the roof.   They showed us the foundation, the stacks of bricks, and the many villagers who were willing to work to build the school.  There was only one problem--they had no cement for the bricks.  The only thing standing in the way of the creation of a school was about $200 worth of cement that was beyond the villagers ability to pay.  Karen and I bought the cement--it didn't seem like that small an amount should keep an entire village from having a school.  It is all we ever did to help that school.  The picture on the right is of that school and the kids who attend there every day.  The government came through with the roof and teachers.  The school will be there for years maybe decades to come.  All it needed was a few bags of cement.  It wasn't much, but it was everything that was needed.  You never know what grand thing God is asking you to do when a small amount is needed right then.  You give because giving feels good--God will build the schools and churches.

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