JFM
In the heart of Kito village, a small rural community in central Uganda, life is defined by resilience and simplicity. Among its residents was a humble family of five—a loving mother and her four lively, playful children. Their home, a modest mud structure weathered by years of rain and hardship, was a silent witness to their determination and perseverance in facing adversity.
On this particular day, laughter echoed through the home as the children skipped rope in the small, dirt courtyard. Despite the simplicity of their game and the worn-out state of their clothes, joy radiated from their faces. Inside, their mother bent over a small fire, tending to a pot where she boiled a humble meal of pumpkin, scraping together what little she could find to keep her children fed.
But beneath her composed exterior, a storm brewed. The loss of her husband, the family’s breadwinner, just three weeks prior had left an emptiness that no amount of resilience could conceal. His passing not only took away their source of income but also left a deep emotional void. With each passing day, their need grew more desperate, and hope felt like an increasingly distant echo.
At that moment, footsteps approached their humble home. A warm, familiar voice called out, and the mother looked up to see a stranger (JFM) standing there, bags of rice and comforting smiles in hand. Our arrival brought relief that washed over her like a gentle rain after a long drought. JFM, dedicated to reaching out to the vulnerable, had heard about the family’s plight and came bearing not only physical help but also spiritual comfort.
As the children gathered around, eyes wide with curiosity and anticipation, the team shared words of encouragement and scripture that lifted the weary mother’s heart. “The Lord is near to the brokenhearted and saves the crushed in spirit,” they read from Psalm 34:18. It was a reminder that she was not alone, that God was watching over her and her children even in their most trying times.
With rice to sustain them for the coming days and prayers shared in the setting sun’s light, hope began to flicker once more in the mother’s eyes. The visit from JFM was more than a gesture of kindness; it was a testament to the power of community, faith, and the relentless love of God, who moves through the hands and hearts of those willing to serve in His name.
Pumpkins in the sauce pan
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