Join the Fight.

Okay.  Meg from WHATEVER has given me...US...the most amazing opportunity this morning!
She went to Africa last Spring, and it rocked her Universe....rocked it like only a trip to a third world country can.
I haven't been to Africa, YET, but I  have been to India, and my world was also rocked to the core.
Her group took 11 suitcases full of stuff for the children that they would meet and love.
One of the things that they took were gobs and gobs of vitamins.
The kids were getting a vitamin each week, until they ran out!!!!

Meg also said that each child gets one egg...sometimes just one per week.

Since they've run out of vitamins, Meg is giving us the chance to SEND MORE!!  

Here's what you can do....

EMAIL MEG at cdduerksen@yahoo.com so she can send you the address to send your vitamins.

TAKE YOUR KIDS to buy vitamins today.

MAIL THE VITAMINS 

SMILE because you are making a difference in the life of children.

There were several in the group who went with Meg to Africa.  One of the ladies shared on her blog a real story written by a missionary in Costa Rica, whose name is Jaime.  I want to share it because it'll inspire you like it inspired me to join Meg in solving this problem for these precious children in Africa who need vitamins!

**All of these pictures belong to Meg**

(the part in blue is the friend of Meg who is writing about Jaime, the missionary in Costa Rica)

I’m quoting in full here Jaime, a missionary in Costa Rica.
She describes this incident where she delivers food to some desperate kids:

...“I’m gonna go fight poverty for two and a half hours.

2.5 hours on a Tuesday morning to solve the biggest problem in the world. What a joke.

We will show up with a bag full of bread and an armload of bananas, and the children will clamber around us like ducks at a pond. A bunch of little ducklings, falling all over each other for a bit of bread and a soft pat on the head.

And for 2 and a half hours we will laugh and play and eat, and we will talk about Jesus. And when we leave, they will be just as poor as when we arrived. Poverty taunts us as we drive away.

It’s overwhelming.

The problem is so big, and we are so small. It feels ridiculous… showing up to war wielding a loaf of bread.

Of course that’s how David showed up. Just a shepherd boy with some bread for his brothers, a kid who was quick with a sling shot. He chose for battle against a giant, not a sword, or the kings armor, but five smooth stones. And he won.

He said to the giant:”You come against me with sword and spear and javelin, but I come against you in the name of the LORD Almighty, the God of the armies of Israel, whom you have defied. This day the LORD will hand you over to me, and I’ll strike you down and cut off your head. Today I will give the carcasses of the Philistine army to the birds of the air and the beasts of the earth, and the whole world will know that there is a God in Israel. All those gathered here will know that it is not by sword or spear that the LORD saves; for the battle is the LORD’s, and he will give all of you into our hands.” ~1 Samuel 17

I kind of love that.

I’m going to feed the ducks, now.

And then, with all my might, I will hurl a tiny pebble at their giant enemy. And I hope it hurts like hell.“

(Jaime)