On my morning walks to the Lake I pass by two natural springs which have been a source of water for the local people for many years. But just in only a few months I have noticed a difference, the lines are longer waiting for the water to surface and the wait goes on from before dawn until mid-morning.
Myself, I have had to buy water that is delivered by truck to finish the building of our wall and for our guests. The Water department continues to struggle getting water to its customers on a regular basis. Of course my challenge is not on a survival level as those women waiting patiently for a bucket of water for their thirsty families.
Last week after prayer one of the women asked me if she could take some of the left over wood from our latest building project. The poor usually use charcoal for cooking which they buy in small amounts to manage cooking for a day (which can mean only one meal a day). The charcoal is made from trees that are being chopped down at an alarming rate, so much so the government has forbid the making of charcoal.
The charcoal that is available is expensive and hard to find. The women have to find another source of cooking fuel, “kuni”(branches from trees, bushes, or left over wood from building sites). Unfortunately this contributes to the continued ecological diminishment of the land.
The woman who took our left over wood said, with a smile, it would last her three days. Three days, that is a long time when one is struggling to find the basics for life every single day. How people handle this daily pressure for survival with such grace and patience, is a valuable lesson for me.