A feature of life that continues to overwhelm me is the quiet generosity of the people we live among. Not long after the year began a lady who had helped us with laundry turned up on the doorstep with a bag of sweet potatoes from her garden. "For you," she said. "I remember how Uncle Dave loves sweet potatoes." A few days later a neighbour brought bananas to the door and then a week or so ago our sponsor child turned up on the doorstep with a chicken. Sent by his grandmother as a gesture of thankfulness I accepted this present with the knowledge of what it cost a family who are living with so little.
Our neighbours kindly housed and slaughtered the bird for us and then we gathered with them on their porch for a shared meal of chicken, matoke, g-nut sauce, rice and cabbage.
Many laughs and stories were shared as I reflected how the generous spirit behind this gift had brought joy to many.