There was a little girl who always loved to help her mom cook dinner at night. This little girl always watched her mother cook the roast but each time before her mother put the roast in the dish, she always cut off the last three inches of it and threw it in the trash. This was peculiar to the little girl and finally she asked her mom why she always did that. The mom was perplexed and did not have an answer for her young daughter other than, that was the way her mom always made the roast. Finally unable to come up with a logical explaination, the little girl's mom called her mother to find out why she had always cut the end of the roast in such a way when she had been growing up. Again there was no rhyme or reason as to why she too had been doing this same cut and disposing of what was seemingly good meat other than it was what her mother did. Then one afternoon the all of the ladies were gathered, the little girl, her mother, her grandmother, and this time her great-grandmother was there as well. When the question was posed by the little girl's grandmother to her own mom, the girl's great-grandmother responsed with, "...I cut it because the pan was not big enough to fit the whole roast."
It is a simple story that really does have a lot of truth to it. Often children follow blindly in their parents footsteps without even questioning because that's all they have ever known. I agree that feeding and educating the children needs to come first but I think that feeding and ministering the rest of the village should be a close second. Do they not also need to have Christ's love shared with them? And if you can perhaps begin instilling these values with the older generations all the subsequent ones might grow even stronger having seen those they look up to be converted from the culturally accepted practice of Voodoo to that of Christianity. And statistically speaking, Voodoo would be weeded out even quicker than if we were to wait for the children to get to this point to start the conversion. All I am trying to say is that I think something needs to be done to reach those being overlooked. Believe me the brainstorming does not stop here.
Note* The photo on the right is that of the young woman mentioned above and the effect that the malnutrition has had on her lower extremities.
I saw some of the sweetest interactions between mothers and there children here in Boucan Patriot. The photo of this particular mom and her daughter is one that always inspires a smile knowing that there some bonds that are cross-cultural, such as the bond a mother has with her children.
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