The other day I was feeling as if I was just in a survival mode. I wasn't in the mood to be thankful for our cozy home, beautiful yard, lovely children and grandchildren, numerous friends, and plenty.
Nope! I wasn't thinking about those things at all.
I sat myself down to read the comments on my blog. When I see someone new has dusted me, I follow his/her link, because I'm nosy.
That's how I happened to visit MoziEsmé (an American toddler growing up in Mozambique. Her mommy and daddy are volunteers with Maranatha Volunteers International.)
I smiled at the cute pictures and stories (yes, grandmothers are suckers for little dimples and curls.)
But I quit smiling when I got to her post entitled Zimbabwe Again.
I think I've heard little bits and pieces about Zimbabwe in the news. But I had not paid attention long enough to actually understand the truth about what is happening there.
Please take a moment to read her post. She quotes an E-mail from Paula, a 72 year old woman managing an orphanage there - by herself. When I read it, I understood the true meaning of the term "survival mode."
Once you've finished reading there, link to an Australian website that has more information about Paula.
Daily news headlines from the country can be viewed at a website entitled The Zimbabwe Situation.
Horrible things are happening in places like Zimbabwe.
And then there are brave people -like Paula (and MoziEsmé and her parents) - that step up to the challenges that are presented.
As for the rest of us? Prayer support is always appropriate and I'm sure very much desired. There is also a link at the AU website for those who are able to provide financial support.
Certainly there are many more opportunities for us to provide encouragement for the suffering at this time of year and at any time of year.
Thank you MoziEsmé - for reminding me how blessed my life is.
Bury My Heat at Wounded Knee
4 hours ago