“We thank you for coming here. Our sons, our kids do not
take care of us. Sometimes the youth ask what are we doing? We do not sit here
because we are witchdoctors. We do not have things we need… like food.
Sometimes we don’t have place to live or something to eat. That things I need
to share with you guys.”
– These are the words that were translated from Portuguese to
us Friday.

Each Friday, a group of 100+ elders gather at a municipal building in the heart of
Matola, Mozambique. They are not here to play golf or bingo, they are here to get food
to survive. The city provides them with three basic necessities…
The routine is simple… Everyone lines
up in three separate lines… one for Rice, one for Flour, and one for  Sugar. They hold out their plastic grocery bag, get their rationed scoop, tie it shut, and switch lines.
 
 


My team had the opportunity to not only assist in the food efforts, but also speak life and pray over
these senior citizens. All were receptive to prayer and
jumped on the opportunity for someone to hear out their problems… whether it be
a bad knee or blindness, we were surrounded by alot of oppression. Many people clearly had tuberculosis, obvious
from the bleeding gums. It’s easy for humanitarian issues to focus on children around the world, but it is just as important to invest time, energy, and compassion on the elderly of our communities.


 


1 Corinthians 1:3-4
Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father
of mercies and God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our
affliction, so that we may be able to comfort those who are in any
affliction, with the comfort with which we ourselves are comforted by
God.