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Monday, February 10, 2020
Update 26
The Iris Ministry influence runs deep & far here. Even into the massive Maputo dump known as Helene where last year after a hard rain storm, one side collapsed & slide down covering the shacks where many lived. They can only estimate the deaths to be around 40. We went there today to take bread, prayers & encouragement to the people who dig through the garbage. A young Iris graduate has started a business there to give them a paying job. Using scrap metal & parts, he's designed & built a machine that bales the cardboard they find. My Dad could have been such a help to them!! He then can sell the bales...sometimes. Unfortunately his machine is broken & he has no $$ to buy parts and the recent rains have made it hard to sell the wet baled cardboard. His workers have made enormous piles of sorted colored glass but there is no Mozambican plant to recycle them. He is working on getting a license to export them but no luck yet. His workers were still shifting through the newest garbage stacking card board & he was still determined. This is faith I can't imagine.
As we walked among the piles of burning rubbish smoldering & smoking, a tiny girl...maybe 3...walked by me holding a couple green oranges. I turned to see who was watching her but only saw several older ladies sifting through garbage bags & pulling out thrown out food. One lady caught my eye & so I walked over & hugged her. If I'd had a $100...a $1000 dollar bill in my pocket, I would have given it to her.
We did get in a circle & pray together and then gave each two loaves of bread.
We got back in the van & drove just a little ways to where most of the "dump dwellers" live. Many people...especially kids ran out to meet us & again we passed out bread, breaking them in half for the youngest kids.
Two little boys about 4-5 ran off hysterically laughing & kicking up their heels. That's an imagine that will stay with me!
As we drove home, our driver, John (also an Iris grad) said he knew where he could buy lots of rice for a good price & after he dropped us off, that's what he was going to do. Imagine John who probably earned so little was so willing to give some away.
We'd again found a place to leave a donation. How could we not???
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As we walked among the piles of burning rubbish smoldering & smoking, a tiny girl...maybe 3...walked by me holding a couple green oranges. I turned to see who was watching her but only saw several older ladies sifting through garbage bags & pulling out thrown out food. One lady caught my eye & so I walked over & hugged her. If I'd had a $100...a $1000 dollar bill in my pocket, I would have given it to her.
We did get in a circle & pray together and then gave each two loaves of bread.
We got back in the van & drove just a little ways to where most of the "dump dwellers" live. Many people...especially kids ran out to meet us & again we passed out bread, breaking them in half for the youngest kids.
Two little boys about 4-5 ran off hysterically laughing & kicking up their heels. That's an imagine that will stay with me!
As we drove home, our driver, John (also an Iris grad) said he knew where he could buy lots of rice for a good price & after he dropped us off, that's what he was going to do. Imagine John who probably earned so little was so willing to give some away.
We'd again found a place to leave a donation. How could we not???
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