On Friday the team was helping with a concrete floor. Throughout the morning, we had seen a few women going back and forth from the house to a water source somewhere, coming back with jugs on their heads full of water for the concrete. I decided to go with the women so I could get a feel for how far they had to go each time. We followed a winding foot path down a hill and through the weeds to a watering hole. They filled their water jugs with the brown water, then helped each other get the jugs onto their heads, placing a wound up towel between the heavy jug and their head. I’ve always been curious to try the “balance it on your head” method, but have never asked anyone to show me. I wasn’t going to try it going back up that hill, that’s for sure. So I carried one of the jugs in the conventional way, but had to stop halfway up the hill to catch my breath. We were chuckling together about my lack of stamina. We finished the climb and walked back to the house to deposit the water.

It made me wonder how many connections Many Hands representatives have made over the years. How can we begin to count the number of lives that have been touched and improved because of the work God is doing through Many Hands?


