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"Papa's Well" is done! Before Christmas!

 Isn't this amazing and gratifying? 

 "Papa's Well"--the new well in Zebedia Village opened today! Children are celebrating clean water.

 Pastor Dennis Singini did a great job of project management. "What a Christmas Gift to this community," Dennis reports. 

The final sponsor's plate is not yet a fixed to the pump, but an inscription was done by the Village Chief in the cement base after the well was drilled and a Goat as a gift given to the American sponsor who wants to remain anonymous.

 Dennis was given a goat and received it on behalf of the Sponsor as a gesture of Appreciation for helping them.
 
And I love what the Village Chief had previously said to Dennis (below). 

"What good would come from Bethlehem? Village headman Zebedia asked me? We were forsaken and we were told that we are not worthy to have a borehole here, but today God has answered our prayer. People are coming and ask us what has happened that we can have clean water right here in our village. We say thank you for helping us."
Note that rural villages are often named and known by the village chief--Zebedia.














Friends of WorldHope Corps:
Heavier, and more expensive than usual,  drilling equipment was needed this time to get down below the rocks to the aquifer.

Please help us keep the water flowing in 2019!

Give online: http://www.worldhopecorps.org/donate

Or put a check in the mail.

Thank you!

Dr. Michael Christensen
Executive Director,
WorldHope Corps, Inc.
3205 Carleton St.
San Diego, CA 92106
www.WorldHopeCorps.org





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