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Dear Heroes,
For many months it has seemed like nothing is going on at Grippis Farm. There was nothing new, nothing happening, nothing visibly changing. Then, today when I drove into the new school land, it was full of activity that it caught me off guard. The well drilling rig towered high above it all, and the sound of the drilling filled the air. Children surrounded the rig, watching, playing, waiting for the end results of this all- day affair. In front of the well drilling rig a large truck was full of people lifting concrete blocks off to others on the ground who were stacking them in piles. To the right was a huge dump truck dumping cement, and a team of men and women moving fast to mix it into the layers of river sand and gravel that had already been laid in the ditches dug yesterday for the foundation. Up the dirt trail all day long came women pushing very heavy wheelbarrows full of small stones. They dumped their stones onto the growing pile, and the Chairman of the village, Mr. Soko placed a small stone on the pile of stones on the ground in front of him representing how many wheelbarrow loads that woman had brought. They will be paid by the load.
For many months it has seemed like nothing is going on at Grippis Farm. There was nothing new, nothing happening, nothing visibly changing. Then, today when I drove into the new school land, it was full of activity that it caught me off guard. The well drilling rig towered high above it all, and the sound of the drilling filled the air. Children surrounded the rig, watching, playing, waiting for the end results of this all- day affair. In front of the well drilling rig a large truck was full of people lifting concrete blocks off to others on the ground who were stacking them in piles. To the right was a huge dump truck dumping cement, and a team of men and women moving fast to mix it into the layers of river sand and gravel that had already been laid in the ditches dug yesterday for the foundation. Up the dirt trail all day long came women pushing very heavy wheelbarrows full of small stones. They dumped their stones onto the growing pile, and the Chairman of the village, Mr. Soko placed a small stone on the pile of stones on the ground in front of him representing how many wheelbarrow loads that woman had brought. They will be paid by the load.
At the school the boys soccer team was showing off their new soccer uniforms, and the girls were playing netball in their bright outfits as well. They were stoked. Proud as peacocks, they pranced around!
Where did all this activity come from? Silently, out of sight ,God had been cutting the pieces of the mosaic that he put together today. In Grippis the women had been using heavy sledge hammers to break up big rocks into small stones, Mr. Sachika had been going about his duties with the Ministry of Lands, the architect and the foremen had been working on the drawings for the school, churches and individuals in Pennsylvania and Virginia sold hot dogs, washed cars, hosted benefit meals, Bible School teachers prompted donations from their pupils, and 17 of us were listening to God’s call to do our small part to be here on this day, and many, many others heard God’s prompting to give generously. We are a body – all working together to bring about God’s plan. We each have only a small part, but when it comes together as God has designed it, it is a beautiful sight.The well will be flushed out tomorrow, and we will dedicate it and give it to the community on Tuesday. I will have some photos of the clean water coming out of it for you to enjoy. I can taste the pride of the community as these improvements are made on their land. We have all given them hope of a future that is better than the past.
Thank you for doing your part!
Tanya
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