Rajendra Kushwaha and Nikky Devi woke up to find water pouring into their bamboo and mud home. They did what they always do when the river floods its banks: they grabbed their five young daughters and ran.
In the darkness, they struggled to carry their children through knee-deep water as debris slammed into their legs. When they finally made it to higher ground, their neighbors’ cries told them that others were not as lucky.
The river, which creates a natural border between India and Nepal, makes the land fertile for growing crops. But when the water rises, as it often does, it is devastating for the families who can’t afford to live anywhere except the floodplains.
Floods frequently wash away their wheat and rice fields and drown their livestock. Afterward, hunger and illness loom. Right now, COVID-19 cases are rising, and the pandemic lockdown has made it hard to purchase seeds.
But your love can overcome even the highest waters to reach neighbors like Rajendra and Nikky in their time of need.
For them, your love sounds like an announcement made through a tinny megaphone, letting them know a flood is coming. This early warning system urges their entire village to evacuate well before the floodwaters arrive. Your love can teach them new farming techniques — like growing food on rooftops or in hanging baskets — so their vital crops don’t wash away. Your love can share information about how they can stop the spread of coronavirus.
The need is urgent; they have so little left to lose. But when you put faith into action and love these neighbors generously, you proclaim that nothing — not floodwaters or hunger or poverty — can separate us from the love of God.