So Esther, Joye and myself got the food prepared, dished and served until we ran out. Every day this week we did not run out of food till today. And even as I said to the children still in line, there was no more, the children responded calmly and without complaint. They had done so the week before but for some reason I understood today. They've known this experience in their young lives and how to move toward the next day. What an awakening as we washed the last bowls and put everything away.
It continues to be the dedication of these grandmothers who come from different churches attempting to make a small dent in these children's lives and I got the blessing of being a part for two weeks. And what can I say about the children other than they are precious. We played, kidded, and laugh with each other from the 5 year olds to the 12 year olds. I know the church's mission by God is loving kindness by the old or the young of the church. This mercy is an action word for all of us. Therefore seeing a need and being daring enough to step out on faith is the spirit I pray for the church today!