
There were about 30 peoples alltogether living in this camp, including many children, and the pastor asked if someone of us would like to come and help them....to take care of the children, make food, clean, etc.
We were nearly 40 young males and females and everybody prayed over this request....but the onlyone whom felt that God was calling in this matter....was me.

But first, I need to say that this group of missionaries were living in faith....I mean....they had faith on God that He always would provide them everything they needed, and they had lived this way for several years when I joined them.

So, we travelled from Korinths with all the housewagons, and one day we came to this town were we should camp for awhile. Then came a "breadcar" into the camp, and he who sold bread, told us that a man in this town had said that as long as we were there, he would bye us all the bread that we needed for every single day! Wow! Just think about it....we were about 30 persons that needed quite alot of this white bread every day. Glory to God!

And one morning as we in the pastors family did eat breakfast in our kitchenwagon, the pastor said that now we needed to thank God this morning for given us some more food to eat, because it was a lack of everything. So then we sat....about 13 persons with the children, and thanked our Heavenly Father that He would provide for the food that we needed....
Immediatly after we all had said "Amen!", someone knocked on the kitchenwagon! I opened, and outside stood a woman from the town, asking if we needed some food!!!!!!! Well....I just stood there first with my mouth open....and then I told her that we just had prayed to God about this matter, and she and we all were owerwhelmed!

Above all this, we experienced that the same woman invited 13 of us to eat dinner with her, and it was SO much and delicious food....and I got SO full!

