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Many have written with sorrow over the water/electricity crisis in Dodoma.  (This is not Dodoma, but North Carolina).  Thank you for your faithfulness and your prayers.This I know, the Africans accept hardship as a way to be closer to Jesus and his suffering ~ suffering is a way of life for them.  

“The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain.  Is not the cup that holds your wine the very cup that was burned in the potter’s oven?  And is not the lute that soothes your spirit, the very wood that was hollowed by knives?  When you are joyous, look deep into  your heart and you shall find it is only that which has given you sorrow that is giving you joy.”  The Prophet by Kahlil Gibran.

My father’s favorite poem was the Rime of the Ancient Mariner.  Even when I cannot remember names or what I had for breakfast, the words come back to me now:  “Water, water everywhere and all the boards did shrink; water, water everywhere nor any drop to drink.”  I may have them out of order.   This was written in the late 1700s.  Today very sad news came from Sandy.  We knew that the rains did not come and most of the crops were lost but now we learned that they have an electrical crisis.  The water in the dam that supplies electricity to the college is nearly dry.  From May 19-26 they will have no electricity for 16 hours per day from 8 a.m. until 11 p.m.  That is when the students are trying to finish their essays and prepare for graduation.  Also, they have 9 visitors on campus with no way to cook.  I wrote her back that there might be a “run” on small braziers and charcoal that the Africans use for cooking.  They are not like our Webbers or gas grills.  They are little hibachis that we  had 40 years ago.

Water is flooding Memphis and all along the Mississippi and in Dodoma, Tanzania, they have no water.  What are we to make of it when there is nothing we can do?  Even our money won’t help this crisis.   Samuel Taylor Coleridge goes on to say:  “He prayeth best who loveth best, all things both great and small.  For the dear God who loveth us, He made and loveth all. “ 

“The real meaning of  service:  to allow the world’s needs to change us.”

This is Jessie walking the long dusty path to her school last summer in an African Kanga.  The words were sent to me from a teacher at MTC in Dodoma just the other day.  Words may not be as beautiful as her paintings but like all art whether in painting, music, poetry or writing,  they define our civilization. 

This will be the last of the Paintings of the Day showing work available for Sale with 20% going to KARIMU.  It is 18×24 “Easter Bouquet”.  We will now get back to Karimu business.  Be sure to take a look at the PIGLET postings showing the pigs and women of Ikowa Village.  You may have to go back to “previous posts” to see them all.  Asante Sana!  Jessie

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