Today, while I was surfing the Internet, I came across an article that broke my heart about the famine and drought in Africa. It truly made me feel horrible for what we have and that we take advantage of everyday.
Food, water, a home, electricity, clean clothes, RAIN.
My heart broke for these families that have to make a decision I hope I never have to make. These families are having to walk, yes I said walk with as little as 5 litters of water for a family of 6 or more from Somalia to Kenya. It's a long distance and if you don't make it you either die in the middle of nowhere or are left to die.
One man, who was a farmer and is struggling to get work to survive. He left his family behind hoping he could get them to Kenya, but the cost is too much and is money he doesn't have. He's not giving up but does wonder if his family's even alive right now. They are looking for anything to get by to survive.
The choice that these families are faced to make is horrible. Beyond horrible. But it's survival at this point for them to make this decision. If they are walking with 4 children and one becomes so dehydrated that they can go no further, they are left there to die. Some mother's try as best they can to encourage the child to keep moving or sprinkle little bits of water on their heads.
They have the attitude that children are from God and it's His right to take them back home to His Kingdom. AMEN.
If the child dies while the mother is there she will cover the body with tree branches and allow the child to be returned to God. She has no time time or energy to dig a grave.
The U.S has estimated that in the last three months 29,000 children have died from this famine and drought.
Other mother's do not have the time to wait and see what happens, they must keep going for the rest of the families sake. They can only pray that the child or children will be found by someone who can help them better then they could before it's too late.
As for the farmer's older children, who tried to walk with him to Kenya and we left to die when they could go no further were found and taken care of and have been reunited with their mother back in Somalia.
When I picked the kids up from school, they were bummed we had rain because it would ruin their plans with their Dad tonight. Was I very quick to share this story and remind them of how lucky we are to have this glorious rain. Without it nothing would grow, things would die and eventually this could be us.
We prayed for these families and for Africa to get rain soon. Not to flood but enough to bring back the life that is dying. Tree's, grass, allow gardens to be planted and food to be found.
Please God, bless them with sweet glorious rain and save the children from dying from the famine that they are suffering from right now. Do not break another mother's heart.
My heart just breaks for these families. No one should have to make a choice over which child they have to let die to save another.
Please pray for them with your family and keep them in your prayers.