Tent City

Today we were privileged to be part of another feeding in a squater's village called Tent City. Two large tubs of rice porrage were delivered by our team. As we entered the city we invited the people to come. As the food was being served I walked around and chatted with the people. As I passed by one little girl, she lifted her bowl toward me and smiled. I stopped and asked her, "Is it good?" The little girl then did something that totally blew me away. She offered a bit of her food to me. She wanted to share. I took a tiny little bite and thanked her. I turned away quickly as the tears began to fall. This child was willing to share what little bit of food that she had. How long had it been since her tummy was full? How long would it be till it was filled again? Her generosity put me to shame. Am I that giving? Could I be that generous if I were starving? Probably not! Yes, the needs in this country are overwhelming. No, we are not satisfying that need. By God's grace we are extending a bit of Jesus' hope for this day. And, the people that we are serving are touching our lives...may we come home changed by the His matchless grace! susan