Saturday, March 21, 2015

“Bread, soup - these were my whole life. I was a body. Perhaps less than that even: a starved stomach. The stomach alone was aware of the passage of time.” ― Elie Wiesel

We are in the beginning of a drought.  We live in one of the few areas of Tanzania where food grows all around us and every person has a few places where they can plant enough food for their family and to sell in the market.  The rainy season should have started several weeks ago, but it hasn’t and we are having unseasonably high temperatures.  Normally, it never gets above 85 degrees Fahrenheit, but the last week temperatures have been over 100 almost every day.  We weren’t paying too much attention to it until one of our workers had to ask for more money to buy food for her family.  We realized how big a problem it is becoming when we read the following Facebook post from a missionary friend in Uganda (our current car was first theirs—then another missionary’s—and now ours).  Here’s the post:
     “Here in Uganda, it's incredibly dry and hot.  I look out casually into our garden and see crispy brownness and gaps where there used to be leaves and flowers.  But the truth is, we still have flowers struggling to survive through the (dare I say it) drought.  It's just that my eye is spoiled to lushness here, so instead no..here, so instead now I focus on what is gone rather than appreciating what has blossomed in spite of the gloom.   When it really strikes me is when I hear of our pastoral neighbors around Tanzania and Kenya who will lose their entire livelihood as all their cattle and goats die without green grass to keep them alive.  Who am I to moan the loss of a few plants when others have lost everything?   It's so humbling. I thank God for food on our table and that we need not worry for what we will eat tomorrow, and I pray for our brothers and sisters who truly must depend on Him for their own survival.”
       We need your prayers, bunches of them, from you, from your churches, from your friends, from anyone who cares and will hurt from knowing that children are dying because of the drought that is just in its infancy here.  We need rain and soon.  Please keep us in your prayers.  Like the woman who posted above, we can get food because we have money, but we hurt for those who don’t and can only carry about 200 pounds of corn in one trip to each of our churches.  We’ve done it before, and we’ll do it again, but we really need your prayers.  Thank you for continually loving and caring for all of God’s children wherever you are and wherever they are.
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