Warming the Cockles of My Heart…

Warming the Cockles of My Heart...

In the midst of awful daily world news… In the middle financial struggle to keep offering our services in Nicaragua while encouraging volunteers to return… In struggling with the world’s environmental crisis… there come moments when supposedly “insignificant people” show their commitment and love in ways that make a difference*… that warm the cockles of my heart, as the old saying goes.  They give us hope.  

Here is a sampling of those making a difference:

• Two girls, ages 10 and 8, children in an Asheville church, have held cupcake sales with the proceeds coming to our work.
  
  
• A couple who’ve been silently on our mailing list for 15 years just sent in their first cash contribution.
• A donor who unexpectedly received a financial windfall, passed it on to us and enabled us to make it through September.
• A friend asked for her birthday gifts to be donations to our work instead of things for herself.
• A financially-strapped supporter is walking miles, throughout the Fall, with pledges-per-mile coming to our work.
• A quarterly donor, who realized they’d already sent a check for third quarter 2019 after already writing another one, sent the second one anyway.
• A Rotary Club with a District Grant for work on the educational room at the Nueva Vida Clinic, chose to add enough from their own Club’s funds to make it actually start to happen.
  
• A retiree, needing to send a RDA (Required Distribution Amount) somewhere, chose to send it to us as a 501(c)(3) donation.
• A South African guest staying at Casa Ben Linder offered to work as a clinic volunteer while in Nicaragua.
• A concerned Mission/Outreach committee member has written that she is taking our work and its needs to leadership for inclusion in the church's annual budgets.
• A supporter living only on social security, with no financial cushion, keeps sending in her monthly $25.00.
• Long-time supporters are hosting Becca and family on the road, offering meals and hospitality and responding to the updated news she brings.

ALL help matters.  When you help, your responses* help our Nicaraguan neighbors and warm the cockles of my heart.  I am grateful. We are grateful. The poor whom we serve are grateful.

- Sarah

*If you want to contribute to this work online, https://donatenow.networkforgood.org/jhc-cdca

Future Fridays - Solar - If Only...

Our electric bill in August was just over $2,000 including the clinic.

Electricity in Nicaragua has been costing about 4 times what it costs in the U.S., but now the price of electricity is rising even higher. Why?  Because ALBA¹  provided Nicaragua funding for subsidies.

Many good-hearted people have suggested to us to get solar panels to cut our costs.  For the clinic alone, the estimate is $30,000 to put solar panels on the buildings.

When our son, Coury, and his wife, Cassie, put solar on their house they said, “We can afford it. The poor cannot.  So, we are doing our part.”   Interestingly enough, our daughter, Jessica, said the very same thing.  They understand that the poor cannot make that kind of investment and yet, it is the poor who desperately need that kind of investment.

Neither can we.  We gather weekly to talk about how to pay bills and payroll each month, the thought of sinking $30,000 into saving money in the future is just a fleeting thought.  We have staff to pay, medicines to buy, lab and dental supplies to buy, and maintenance on used donated equipment, used and abused vehicles, as well as the buildings.  Added to all that, electricity, fuel, and taxes are going up and up.*

We understand the dangers of climate change extremely well living in a country that is affected heavily by drought, hurricanes, and rising temperatures, plus we understand science.  We WANT to do our part and would love to use solar, but… no money.

If you can afford solar panels, use our children as your model and put solar panels on your house to do your part.  If you know someone who would like to invest in solar for us, great!  Pass the information on to us. And please support those locally, nationally, and globally who want clean energy… this is a support for the poor.

-Kathleen

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¹ALBA (Bolivarian Alliance for the Peoples of Our America)  https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/ALBA
is a pact between several Latin American and Caribbean countries.  It is slowly being dismantled with the unrest created in several of the nations, including Venezuela.

*If you can help with the ongoing needs, that would be wonderful! 
You can give here: https://donatenow.networkforgood.org/jhc-cdca

Rain Dances in the Forecast

Every morning, Mike gets up and checks the weather on his phone.  Two or three times a day, he checks the weather.  He has never watched the weather like this since we started the sustainable agriculture project 25 years ago.

When I was a girl, Daddy was a pastor in a rural area and he held a rain dance when dark, dark clouds were looming, after weeks of praying for rain…people laughed and laughed as the skies opened up.  As an adult, our friends would joke with us when we ran shelters that they could hire us out to end all droughts…all we had to do was go camping and the rain would fall and fall.

When we started working with Nicaraguan farmers, I internalized something that I knew but never really knew...  rain is important!  Too little, plants dry up.  Too much, plants rot.  Late rains, seeds do not grow or coffee blossoms too early.  Good rains and then no rain, lush plants wither.  I know, you are thinking, “Well, duh!  Everyone knows this.”  

Until working with farmers, rain was nice to me.  We laughed about rain dances and camping but now, I truly understand that rain is not something to take for granted.  Farmers can’t buy shoes for their children if the rains decide to come on a weird schedule.  If the rain doesn’t cooperate, food prices go up and poor people can’t eat if food is not available cheaply, and it goes on... 

Agricultural investors don’t get paid and interest rates rise when crops fail, burying the farmers further in debt.  Our sesame plant workers do not work if they don’t have seed to process.  It is nerve racking!  

And I don’t farm!  I just live with my husband, Mike, who watches and tries to balance the investors, buyers, workers, farmers, and on and on for the organic agriculture cooperative…while he checks the weather.

-Kathleen

Future Fridays - I'll Pay an Oxygen Tax!

“The Amazon is burning” cries the world. 

This is indeed a horrid catastrophe for greenhouse gases.  The Amazon produces 6% of the world’s oxygen and though that may not sound like much… I personally would like to have that 6% and you know what?  I’m willing to pay for it.



That poorer countries do not have either the regulations or the appreciation to hinder climate change is one of the two arguments I hear about how climate change is the poor’s fault.

Why is Brazil letting the forest burn?  For profit.  So, why don’t the rest of the world pay for the protection of the Amazon and other rain, dry, and cloud forests around the world?  Instead of carbon taxes, we pay oxygen taxes?  We pay so we can breathe.

I would pay an oxygen tax.

Many poorer nations are just now becoming more industrialized… living in poverty with an enormous gap between the rich and the poor, citizens of those/this (Nicaragua) nations will work for less and will tolerate pollution so they can survive and maybe get ahead just a bit.  Many poor nations are becoming what the U.S. was in the early 1900s… industrialized and polluted.

Nicaragua is an exception.   Nicaragua has tried to cut down on fossil fuel energy.  When we moved here 25 years ago, all of Nicaragua’s electricity was created through diesel-powered generators.  Now 70% is wind, solar, geothermal, and hydro-generated; while getting electricity to all of the rural areas has doubled.

25 years ago, cars and buses belched fumes all the time and everyone burned all their trash.  Now, there are vehicle inspections, trash pick-up and recycling in many places and the air is cleaner.

25 years ago, most of the sewage was dumped into the lakes and rivers and oceans, now there are more and more water treatment plants, and chlorination for potable water in the cities.

Nicaragua before the civil unrest of 2018, was on tap to have 90% renewable energy by next year.  They keep trying even with more limited funding (since April 2018)…opening solar power plants on the east coast, etc.

Nicaragua also has large rain forests, and like Brazil much has gone to agriculture, ranching and precious woods, but if other nations of the world paid Nicaragua money for oxygen imagine how much more of the forest might survive!

Also imagine a government intent on promoting renewable, clean energy and making Nicaragua a nation healthy for its people; if that government had money, how much more they would be able to do!

Yeah.  I’d pay an oxygen tax.

-Kathleen

Before the crack of dawn... Coffee!

The life of a farmer is hard.   The life of a subsistence farmer is beyond imagination…or, at least, mine.

I’m a night owl…let me work late into the early morning hours but don’t let me see the sun come up.

Farmers get up early…really early.  As a pastor friend said one-time regarding a church retreat when the schedule called for 5:00 AM prayer time, “I don’t believe in God at 5AM!”  They do.  They are up and going long before 5AM.

Delegations that stay overnight at the remote coffee cooperative are impressed at how early people are up and working.  They are also impressed at the grueling work of farming.*

Weeding by hand.  Planting by hand.  Tending the crops day-in and day-out.  Struggling under the horrid heat of the sun.  Getting the land ready by moving rocks that come in with the rains.  It is hard and when you look at the farmers, themselves, they are lean and leathery from such manual labor.
And if they have a good crop because the rains cooperated, no volcano blew ash on their crops, the winds were not too rough, and they were able to hire enough seasonal workers for harvest…what is their reward?

Little…never enough to really save for the day when the weather, volcanoes, and winds don’t cooperate.

While you go to Starbucks to get your venti sized brewed coffee for $2.45 using about 1 tablespoon of ground coffee, the farmers are getting $2.00 per pound and that is for already processed coffee beans… organic and shade-grown.

Just?  Fair?  We don’t think so, when it is the farmer who takes all the risks and does most of the work and yet gets so little from that heaven-sent cup of java.

If you want to help, buy your coffee from FarmerShares.com and Their-BucksCoffee.com.

If you want to help the peanut and sesame growers, support OnceAgainNutButter.com and NutstoYou.com.

Also look at your food… your coffee… your tea… and give thanks for the farmers who grew them.

-Kathleen

*If you want to contribute to our sustainable agriculture work online:  https://donatenow.networkforgood.org/jhc-cdca

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