Rodwell, I am a Child of God

Wednesday night we said 'good-bye' to our little seven year old friend from Zimbabwe. If you asked him his name he would answer, "My name is Rodwell, and I am a child of God". He and his mother were sponsored by the church to come to South Africa so he could have open heart surgery. When he arrived, he was very thin, didn't even have energy enough to smile and had infection in his lungs. All the couple missionaries had a special fast and many prayers were given to enable him to have the needed operation. His lungs cleared so the doctors operated. It was a touch and go situation for a few days when his heart stopped two different times. As you can see in the picture he now has energy to get up and dance for us!! It's a rare occasion when he doesn't have a smile on his face.

Get a Donkey or Use your Head

Here are some pictures of the food distribution in the mountains of Lesotho that the First Presidency requested be done to help the drought victims in that country. It was loads of fun to interact with the people waiting to recieve their bags of Mealie Meal, beans and a bottle of oil. Very basic food stuff that will help them until their gardens start producing. They loved having their pictures taken and laughed and laughed when we showed them what they looked like. It was probably the only time they have ever seen a picture of themselves.