Forgotten in the Dumps

When I say I’m down in the dumps I’m talking about the rainy weather, lost my wallet, can’t get my kids to agree on a movie kind of dumps.

What about you?

When I was introduced to Sara and her grandma the phrase took a new meaning.

“My brothers and sisters, when you have many kinds of troubles, you should be full of joy, because you know that these troubles test your faith, and this will give you patience. Let your patience show itself perfectly in what you do. Then you will be perfect and complete and will have everything you need.” (James 1:2-4 NCV)


“When Mama died Eli left me with Granny and I never saw him again.” Sara pushed at the dirt with cracked bare toes but her face didn’t reflect the sorrow I thought should have lingered. A flicker of a smiled teased at her mouth as she leaned her head on her granny’s shoulder.

“Eli wanted nothin’ to do with Sara’s mother. But we do all right.” Her granny grinned showing crooked yellow teeth. “I’ve got nothin’ to complain bout.”

Sara let her smile grow at the sight of her granny’s joy.

Granny used her good hand to cover the other. I’d been told she’d lost fingers to the disease that new medicines had arrested. But if she didn’t earn the money to pay for the meds she risked loosing more, even the ability to walk. She never once complained.

I wondered how long it took her to sew a baby cap for the hospital with only one hand. The caps were her sole income and yet she sat peacefully with her wide grin.

We heard children laughing. I asked Sara if she liked to play soccer.

“I don’t play there.” She looked toward the hodgepodge fence that separated their small community from the dump.

For the first time a frown creased Granny’s face. “Sara spends most days searching for food.”

My heart ached.

No child should be responsible for feeding a family.

No child should miss the chance to play.

No child should be forgotten in the dumps.


The widow Banchu Bheyna smiling with her granddaughter Sara

Sponsor this family today! Case # K-0080

This is a fiction based on the real lives of the widow Banchu Bheyna and her granddaughter Sara. They live in the leper colony of Kora Ethiopia and they’re praying for a sponsor to help them pay for life essentials.

I’ve been so impacted by the real trials and beautiful images of these women and children that I contacted YWAM Ethiopia’s Adoption Ministry 1:27 and asked to advocate for these families on my blog.

I hope you’ll pray and act. 

What can you do?

  1. Pray- The last family I committed to pray for was sponsored within the week. God really does listen!
  2. Advocate – Share this post or write one of your own to help others see how they can help.
  3. Sponsor – Banchu and Sara need monthly support to help keep them alive and teach them about the gospel.

Tweet this: Keeping a family intact is a real way to impact the orphan crisis. @JessieGunderson

For $40 per month, you can adopt this family (refer to case #K-0080) or another one like hers atAdoption Ministry 1:27 program.
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3 thoughts on “Forgotten in the Dumps”

  1. Thank you so much for sharing about one of the precious families that live in Korah! I was so blessed to read your blog post. Thank you for taking the time to make a difference!

    Jeff Butler
    Program Director
    Adoption Ministry 1:27 of YWAM

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