In one way there was nothing new about this trip, I had not been to this particular centre before, that’s new!. Oh yes, another new thing traveling with an English lady called Jo, who has wonderful stories of Gods provision to tell. We delivered 30 food parcels and maize but no children yet on site, helpers preparing for the day all the usual stuff.
So the highpoint of the journey, apart from Jo’s stories. As I was driving slowly down the road toward the centre I saw a young man looking to cross the road, so I slowed down thinking he would cross the road. He declined my offer so as I passed him slowly he looked into the back of my truck saw food parcels, he reached over and pulled one out. I am still driving slowly. In his desperation he drops the food parcel and the tomato’s go rolling down the road towards us. In the rear view mirror, I see a young man frantically trying to pick up the food to load it back into now, his food parcel. At first Jo and I were surprised but soon surprise turned into laughter and then to into prayer.
We prayed he would use the food wisely to
feed him and his family. My only regret was should we have stopped and given
him the maize also?
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