Food for the hungry.

We went to Sabe Village yesterday (Saturday), with Honda and Libby. These people, due to the flood,  have not a crumb to eat unless it is given to them by some one, and Honda and Libby are the only ones that are bringing anything to them. The meal was very simple; a cup of porridge. But it’s better than nothing, and that’s what they’d have were it not for this.
The moms with the little babies  were crowding around the 2 big containers holding the porridge with a look of desperation on their faces even more than the large-eyed children. Normally this culture has almost no regard for people standing in line, never mind if your baby is lethargic due to hunger. Very reluctantly they started moving back, somewhat forming a line, because they realized we would not start serving if we were almost covered with bodies.
The finances are not available to do mass feedings like in February of this year, so only the children and some women were fed. So they came by, quietly, holding their plastic cup to have it filled with what likely will only stave off death for a few hours for some. They sat down with their cup, again mostly quietly, except for some babies that wouldn’t stop crying. On Friday when Honda and Libby fed them, they had run out of porridge before all the kids had received some; on the way over to the village, Libby was telling us that she doesn’t cry very easily anymore, she’s seen so much already; but when they had run out and this little boy had come and she couldn’t give him anything, she had lost it. I didn’t want to experience this, so once there and the people were coming by, I got down, laid my hands on the container and asked Jesus to multiply the porridge like he multiplied the fish and bread for the 5000. There was enough, and they made the same amount both days!!! Praise Jesus!!!
The stench is almost unbearable at times; the smell of their filthy bodies and clothes only add to the disease infested surroundings that are contaminated by sewage. ( It just started raining, please pray for Sabe.)
I very earnestly ask you, pray that your heart will start hurting over the things that hurt the heart of the Father, and let that pain spur you into action to help where God leads you to, where ever that is. If you want to help Sabe, please email us at: ircfroese@gmail.com
Please continue to lift Ramona and family up in prayer. We need Jesus!!
In Christ,
The Froese’s