We have finally gotten moved into our new and final location! 
The Manna bus is set up and eager to start cooking– next week! The location is secure, the shed is moved, the electricity is hooked up to the Wata Fountin AND the Manna Bus, the water is hooked up at both locations, many of the “construction projects are completed, the fence is up, and even a side walk has been poured, children are being fed, adults are being fed!!! More Lord, we need more children and more adults to bless! To feed physical food, to offer spiritual feasts, to help ease and change lives! 
What an incredible team we all are!!!  Together, shoulder to shoulder, working as one, united in our Lord and Saviour Jesus the Christ we are touching lives, filling empty bellies and offering His love to His hungry ones.

Our move was delayed for a few months as Aprill’s move was delayed, it was a bit trying for everyone but she cooked for our kids during the time we were without our own place until we moved in.   So many people helped; a few here, a few there but what was an insurmountable task is now almost totally completed.  
Little by little we moved a mountain! We were granted permission to take down the fence at the police station to drive the bus in and then put it back up. We then had to lift the HEAVY furniture and all of the boxes of books, kitchen ware etc. out of the old building, down the one way street (the wrong way/with permission) and then OVER the fence into the yard and up the stairs of the new place! 
3 different small teams of men spread out over a couple of months, helped get the new shed built over the bus.  
As I move back through my memory of these past few months, I realize just how many people were involved in helping. My heart feels so full when I think of the blood, sweat, and tears it took to make this happen.

On moving in day, there were only a few women and 4 children but God sent ‘back up help’ a quick few minutes here and there and we eventually managed to grunt everything into place!
I am most grateful to my wonderful husband who many days, stopped his work projects, brought his Mayan workers, and even his tractor for one day and made it all happen. Without his help we could not have accomplished all that we did. Thank you Mr Larry!
All of this was done in the intense heat of dry season. 

We still have no one to run the bus and cook for the adults. After Josie died, we fed them at a local cafe for many months. The price of the plates was cheap but the cost  still added up and I realized that we could hire a cook for the amount that we were paying the cafe.  So we have temporarily been able to take that same amount of money and hire a cook! What a relief this is off of us few women! So many of our members have moved or have had to leave the group for family reasons that the few who are left were really struggling to cook 5 meals a week for the children. This way our cook can make one big meal so that we can feed the children at noon, and the adults come to eat at one pm after the children go back to school. 

We are presently feeding 6-8 children (we are trying to find a few more children to round our group out to 10). The children have changed dramatically (for the better!). One day, it was my turn to cook for them and as I sat down to eat with them I realized what horrible table manners they had (or rather didn’t have!), They were talking with their mouths crammed full of food, it was falling out, I was grossed out so I picked up a carrot stick and began to eat just like them! I asked them, “why do we use table manners?” They gave some insightful answers but I answered and said, “it is for the person across the table from us” (as half chewed carrot was falling out of my wide open mouth!), I explained that no one wants to see what you are eating ! I think I scarred their little minds with that demonstration as they have been chewing with their mouths closed ever since then! Ha! They are so loving and teachable, truly delightful most of the time!    
They are memorizing Bible verses and we are also trying to work with them on their multiplication and addition tables so that they won’t be the “dumb ones” in class. I am convinced that if we can help them to learn even the basic skills for math and English that it will improve their self confidence. These are the kids who are left behind in class, imagine if they could raise their hand to answer these math skills. They are certainly not dumb children, they have little or no home support, some are bullied at school so the Wata Fountin is a safe place for them.
 We invited ten adults to eat, (some of Josie’s original ones), but several have not joined us yet. We will invite them again and if they still don’t come, we will round up enough to be feeding ten adults for now. 
Ten children, ten adults and we also still sponsor the ten children at Bethel School. We are still able to share some vegetables for the cook at Bethel School to incorporate into the children’s lunches. This is such a big blessing.
I was driving past Josie’s old house the other day, (where she and I started the feeding program ~8 years ago), my heart is always sad when I pass there as I miss my dear friend deeply. That day, as I passed by her house, I hollered out to her, “Josie, we are still feeding your hungries”.   It made my heart soar to be able to say that out loud.
I can only say that because of our wonderful supporters. God has taken your little “widow’s mites” and He has multiplies it each month.
Thank you. Thank you for your confidence in this effort.
Thank you for caring about the very least of His brethren.  How wonderful is our Savior!
Much love to each of you, May God richly pour out His love upon you.