Feed My Starving Children

While teaching at a preschool this morning, I came across a bag of rice, soy beans, and flax. I looked down at the package and what do you know-it was from the organization Feed My Starving Children. Back in December, I joined many other Belmont students as we packed bags for this organization. What a privilege it was to see where, the actual place, that the work of the organization is sent. Over the past week I have felt so useless here. I cannot communicate with most of the kids or adults here, so I have been very frustrated. How can I share the love of Christ when I cannot even speak the language? Yet, finding these bags was a powerful reminder that the seeds I had planted all the way back in December were producing fruit, and feeding many children each day. So, that is the same hope I am clinging to for the next three weeks. I may never see the fruit of my time here in Maralal, but I trust that seeds planted in good soil will eventually grow.