Smoked filled hut

Smoked filled hut

First day…head into Kilaro where there is only one well for the whole community. Although I am faced again with the reality of pain and suffering, just like I referred in my is here where I see Him. You can see it to, in the faces of these beautiful women who served us! Served me. Gathered in a small smoked filled hut, the laughter was even thicker. And the joy. And in this hut, surrounded by hunger and pain. I found Jesus. Feasting again…

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