A rice field is beautiful to behold. It billows with the wind and the sprig of rice gracefully adorns the stalk. It conjures images of what is to come—fragrant steaming rice at the table, shared family meals, full bellies. Unless you are the poorest of the poor and cannot afford a bowl of rice

That is why it was important for the farm in Mayajigua to plant the rice now, at the optimal time, so they would be able to provide rice—a food staple—to those in need in their community.

The biggest hurdle was to do it without hired laborers.  Usually they would hire laborers to do the work, but the U S sanctions have made it impossible for us to send remittances regularly, so they were without funds to pay laborers.

That’s where the men of the church and the missions came in. They responded to the call for volunteers to help their community, to provide sustenance. The rice got planted, the weather did its part, and rice plants are sprouting.

This is what we do together. Thank you