Preaching in the three churches in small, rural communities this morning and then joining my mentor and her husband for lunch (I had apple juice!) at a volunteer-based cafe reminded me of the incredible spirit in those communities. My husband and I were blessed by the experience.
I was pretty darn hungry by the time we got home...not to mention tired. After half of my one daily serving, I took a nap. Everyone should enjoy a nap on a Sunday afternoon.
Tonight we went to meal and auction to support Lisa Armstrong and Fellow Man International's work in Honduras. Honduran rolled tacos and tres leche cake were delightful smelling temptations this evening. (Thank goodness I saved the second half of my Numana for afterwards.)
What an inspiration! Lisa's work in Honduras has provided a clinic, school, and agricultural program that are continuing even as she is currently back in the United States due to threats against her family from drug cartels. In particular, malnutrition has been an ongoing battle.
Within the service area of the clinic, studies revealed that over 40 percent of all children are malnourished, affecting their growth and development, not to mention their health status. The clinic is involved in early detection of the malnourished child, providing rapid identification of children at risk. This reduces the incidence of second and third degrees of malnutrition which can leave children permanently affected in many ways. The agriculture project helps provide foodstuffs high in energy, protein and vitamins to the hungry in many different ways. May no child want for his daily bread. (Fellow Man International, emphasis mine)
Lisa reported tonight that there are no cases (zero!) of third degree malnutrition in the village at this point in time. Not only are they growing crops, but they are also raising chickens (over 200 chickens every three weeks), eggs through their laying hens, and pork for the school food program.
The zeal and persistence of her Honduran staff in making a difference for that community on a mountain in Central America gave me renewed hope in humanity. They, who have very little, still give to help those who have even less. They give their time, energy, talents, and love at a sacrificial level in care for others. Amazing.
Meanwhile, two thousand miles to the north...
The zeal and persistence of her Honduran staff in making a difference for that community on a mountain in Central America gave me renewed hope in humanity. They, who have very little, still give to help those who have even less. They give their time, energy, talents, and love at a sacrificial level in care for others. Amazing.
Meanwhile, two thousand miles to the north...
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