One day this week when I came home from work I saw the dinner that was prepared for us, fried rice, and noticed the mass amount that was made for just Chris and I to eat. After dinner we decided that we would go give the rest away to our neighbors that need it. Just a 30 second walk around the corner is a community of people (10 families or so) that live in metal shacks (literally scrap pieces of metal held together by wire) as they work on a construction project right above them. They live in the type of poverty you see on TV, no shelter from the floods, no electricity, one set of clothing, and often go without food, and when there is food it is cooked upon an open fire in the street.
I walked over and gave each of the families that were out a bag of rice, big enough to feed several people (as we had just learned), exchanged a few smiles and began to walk away. One woman called out to me and said "we didn't have any fish tonight, so thank you." I then left and prayed for them in the walk home, to ask the Lord to continue to provide them food.
I say this whole story because many of you help us have a nice home and protection of the rains, abundant food supply, and help us employee a wonderful woman who will cook us heaps of fried rice. Because of your generosity we have enough food for ourselves and for our neighbors.
We often talk about the mass amount of need in this country, and many of you have made the sacrifice to help us stay here and meet some of those needs. Many of you have made the gut check call of giving away your hard earned paycheck to buy meals for us, pay our rent, buy the gas for our moto, and allow us to leave when we think we might go crazy. It makes me teary thinking you do that for us, and do that for Christ.
Thank you for joining with us, thank you for feeding our neighbors this week, they are very grateful!
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