There’s this orphanage #4
Posted: January 2, 2024 Filed under: Uncategorized | Tags: charity, christmas, donate, feed the kids, help, kenya, needy, orphanage, self-sufficiency Leave a commentThe holiday season is ending, there’s the 12 days of Christmas to wind down but let’s see what we helped with.
Most years there’s not gifts, but this year there were shoes, and dresses, and a special meal which had a little meat. When we give, it allows Duncan, who runs the orphanage, to work toward self sufficiency instead of scrambling for food and handouts to keep the kids fed.
We’ve helped with water tanks, so now they can start thinking of chickens or maybe a cow for milk and eggs to sell. Thanks to everyone who helped, and will help. May your 2024 be a great one. A little here goes a long way. Not sure about everywhere, but in the US, donations are tax deductible. There are many causes, Earthquakes, fire, famine but if you can spare even a little, become part of the story where like the little red train engine, we’re trying to become the orphanage that “could”.
If you care to donate: https://www.omprakash.org/global/light-of-hope-youth/donate
There’s this orphanage, #2
Posted: December 14, 2023 Filed under: Uncategorized | Tags: children, christmas, donate, help, holiday, home, hunger, kenya, light of hope, news, orphanage, orphanages, orphans 4 CommentsWhen we learned about this orphanage outside of Kenya, they were hurting because world events had diverted much of the aid they normally received and the kids were hungry.
With some help, the children were able to have a bit of Christmas, including presents, new shoes. The goal is to keep the kids fed ( and I hope you’ll feel inspired to assist ) and start to build infrastructure to allow them to be more self supporting.
If you feel moved to assist, it would be greatly appreciated.
https://www.omprakash.org/global/light-of-hope-youth/donate
To quote the story shared by my sister: The children haven’t really been able to celebrate Christmas until last year, when there was enough to buy Christmas presents, which were shoes, and somewhat nicer food. They’ve just been praying and being thankful on Christmas otherwise not able to have a special day or celebration.
Last year these two children were left alone, when their mother left for Nairobi looking for work because she was desperate to feed them. The child services alerted Duncan ( who runs the orphanage ) and they were taken to the orphanage. Their mother has never returned, and no one knows what happened to her. Here is a picture of two of them now.
Duncan tries very hard, along with the volunteers who are there, to bring joy into these children’s lives, no matter what the situation. Even when they don’t have that much food there they still try very hard to be joyful and loving. Duncan is doing an amazing job with schooling, and helping the children forget their traumatic past and feel like something of value with value to add in this world.
I hope this holiday season, you’ll assist in helping these kids.
There’s this orphanage…
Posted: December 5, 2023 Filed under: Uncategorized | Tags: charity, donate, drought, faith, help, kenya, kids, love, orphans, relationships 8 CommentsHere’s a holiday story that I hope can stir you to help.
With chaos in the world, many charitable eyes are turned to places of war, and the need is great. Still, this causes many incredibly poor areas to be forgotten. Here’s one, it’s in Kenya just outside of a city. I was introduced to it by my sister who’s husband worked in Africa. They vouch for the need, and for the application of funds and how they’re used.
We got involved when we heard they were almost out of food. Many parents there had died of Aids or Covid, and when the grandparents could no longer care for the children, they were put in the street. From there the choices are terrible: prostitution for the girls, gangs for the boys, pedophiles for the children.
This orphanage takes these kids in. They have about 100 kids, from very young to teens. They feed then give them clothes and try to teach the young men trades like brick laying, and allow the young women to go to school so they can find employment. Led by Duncan, himself an orphan, this orphanage delivers hope.
Right now we’re working on helping the water situation, by installing tanks to capture rain water so they don’t have a miles long trip to get water.
If you can help, this holiday, and whenever you can, please donate here: ( it’s tax deductible )
https://www.omprakash.org/global/light-of-hope-youth/donate
Thanks – I hope you’ll share your blessings with these poor kids.
on being fragile – yars
Posted: July 25, 2013 Filed under: cycling, sport, yars ( yet another rugby story ) | Tags: emergency, help, rugby, weakness 27 CommentsI rescued a woman the other day. She wandered pushing her bicycle on the path where others jogged and pedaled robustly by. She was sure she would be all-right when I asked, just a bit of nausea and the wind was blowing so hard. There was a breeze I agreed, and walked my bike along the path with her- just until she felt better.
I could stop someone – call 911, but she insisted was just a bit dizzy, nothing serious. I understand about ER’s – how about I call your doctor. She had a doctor, she just couldn’t recall his name. She was sure her house was nearby – somehow the street name was just beyond reach. We got her home, and she let me call 911 and watch the fire-truck roll up lights flashing with the ambulance right behind. As I rode my bike home in those last rays of sun that are harbingers of darkness I though of how fragile we are.
I thought of rugby as I pedaled through the dusk. Only teammates can hide your weakness. When you’ve hit your opposite time and time again until it hurts you just to drive your shoulder into him and in spite of it he runs through you – you depend upon teammates to bring him down. Or when you’re vulnerable, defenseless waiting for the high kick to settle into your arms as two or three tacklers charge down upon you, the first hit you take, or the fifth or sixth. Eventually, without a teammate to cover or support the eyes will wander, the arms flinch just before the blow strikes, leaving the ball bouncing freely, possession lost. Pushed to our limits, we break.
Sometimes I think it would be good to be a machine.
YARS – yet another rugby story
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