03/02/2026
Raising the Roof Again
Feeding Center Gets a Makeover
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The first thing you would have noticed was the sound—the clang of metal, the crunch of old boards, the whirring buzz of saws slicing through yesterday’s wear and tear. It was the soundtrack of renewal.
For more than thirty years, our feeding centers in Mexico have been lifelines of love, rescuing hungry little ones who line up with bright eyes and big appetites.
But even lifelines face storms.
When fierce winds ripped away the worn‑out roof at one of our centers—tossing about rusty metal sheets like mere sheets of paper—we faced a choice: pause the meals or press through the mess. And by God’s grace and your quick response, we pressed on.
We put the word out and oh, how you responded! Within just a few hours, not days, all the funding to complete the repair project had come in!
With money in hand, we were able to secure the materials and crew, and they quickly arrived on the scene.
Picture this: iron rafters rising like ribs of a giant, strong enough to shoulder tomorrow’s storms. Heavy-duty metal roofing being placed like armor, protecting a house of hope. The scent of sawdust mingling with the aroma of warm tortillas and refried beans. Children laughing beneath ladders. Volunteers passing plates while workers passed tools. A feeding center still feeding—because hunger doesn’t wait for construction crews.
It felt like living inside Nehemiah’s story, rebuilding with one hand while serving with the other. The joy of restoring Comedor ABCD (ABCD Feeding Center) echoed in every hammer strike.
The impact of our feeding centers cannot be overstated. Children from all over this city are drawn to a place of caring and love, where they are ministered to in spirit, soul, mind and body. We’ve heard a multitude of testimonies of how lives have been forever changed simply because we serve hot meals to needy children. And having friends like you to help in time of need means the world to us and the feeding program.
Yes, the challenges were real. But so were the triumphs. Every new rafter whispered, “God still provides.” Every secured sheet of roofing shouted, “Hope still holds.”
And now, beneath a roof reborn, the children continue to eat—safe, sheltered, smiling—proof that obstacles may detour us, but they cannot stop us.
To God be the glory!