Could you imagine for a minute how you would feel if you were a single mom with four daughters, always struggling to find a safe place to live… renting a small room in sketchy places overflowing with rooms to rent and one bathroom to share… or building rooms out of wood, tin and plastic in the corner of a relatives´ house but then having to put up being surrounded by their bad examples?? What if you were overwhelmed with needs of school supplies or medicines… or sometimes having to your girls to bed with hungry stomachs? How would you feel if someone offered you help???

…but then always took away more than what was given??? How would you feel about yourself, if you knew the price, but kept going back because there seemed to be no other way out???

How would you feel if you arrived at a place called El Jordán that showed you in their words and actions that you were valuable? …that love was giving, not taking away… that God wanted to be the Father to her girls?

That God knew EVERYTHING but still loved her and wanted to take away the weight of her sin, shame and guilt…

How would you feel if there was the possibility of the government helping build 80 percent of a real HOUSE for your family? …and when people promised to help you with the other 20 percent?

How would you feel when those promises crumbed around you? When you now not only needed food for your girls but unattainable amounts for workers and materials? People agreeing to work for cheap, but then not showing up or working for a day before quitting…

Imagine the stress of the other houses in the program following the schedule, and the inspectors coming almost every other day, shaking their heads and saying she was BEHIND… to GET MORE WORKERS… that the government was going to sue her if she wasn´t finished her house on time…

Imagine your heart when people you didn´t even know arrived to haul gravel, dig holes or build fences and left praying for you? Imagine walking down the road, crying out to God that your girls being hungry… and coming back to find that someone had showed up with food?

Imagine the church making plans to spend Sunday helping her… and it RAINING all.day.long… …and when the sun peeked out from the horizon the next day and you asking God to send His armies to work… and people from all over showing up out of the blue to help???

This is Rosi´s story. Heidi has done a good job of writing an overview of her life… please read the article that follows.

Thank you…

Love, Corina for Marco, Keiden, Marlee… for El Jordan… and for Rosi and her girls…