

I hate climbing mountains!
Anyone who really knows me, knows that I truly hate to climb mountains. There is no part of it that I enjoy. Except the view at the top, but honestly, if I didn't have someone cheering me on the whole time, I would quit every single time. As I was sending a thank you note today, a visual came to me. For the poorest of the poor, getting out of poverty is like climbing a mountain, climbing out of a bottomless pit. You can't get to the top unless you keep plugging along and


Meeeeery Christmas from Food for His Children and Zawadi the goat!
The Spirit and meaning of Christmas