JUMAIDA IS HOME! Our Bala­ma Nutri­tion­al­ist called me 8 a.m. Sat­ur­day, April 13th, bring­ing music to my ears! He told me to come get Jumai­da, as she was ready to go home. The appetite enhancer worked, and she is eat­ing, PTL! Her fever is gone, she is play­ing, and look­ing good. Her weight is her biggest prob­lem. At 9 months old, she only weighs 5.9kg/13 lbs. She should weigh at least 9 kg/20 lbs.! She is a good 4kg/9 lbs. UNDERWEIGHT. The appetite enhancer will con­tin­ue, and we pray she will now gain her strength and rapid­ly increase her immunity.

Ah! No place like home. Jumai­da tak­ing a nap after her long hos­pi­tal ordeal. THANK YOU FOR ALL YOUR PRAYERS FOR JUMAIDA. We seri­ous­ly thought we might lose her at one point, but God is a mir­a­cle work­ing God, and He turned the bad into good! PTL!

A TRIBUTE TO MY DAD My Dad is a BIG REASON that I have the prac­ti­cal skills need­ed to build an entire orphan­age and feed­ing pro­gram for the Lord in Mozam­bique. I was a Daddy’s girl from the time I could walk. A horse crazy girl all through col­lege, and the old­est of 3 chil­dren, I bugged my Dad until he agreed to teach me all he knew about ranch­ing. He came from a dairy farm/rodeo fam­i­ly, so knew many prac­ti­cal skills I would lat­er need to build an orphanage/food dis­tri­b­u­tion pro­gram from the ground up: truck and car main­te­nance and basic repairs, as well as barn-build­ing, roof­ing, con­crete mix­ing and pour­ing, basic elec­tric­i­ty, ani­mal hus­bandry and train­ing, just to name a few. All these skills and many, many more were taught to an eager tomboy, who loved her Dad­dy very, very much. The rest I learned at Bible/Missions School, Texas A&M Uni­ver­si­ty #tamu (Agri­cul­ture of course @aglifesciences), and Nurs­ing School.

Con­nie and Willard Lange

My Dad joined Jesus and my Mom in heav­en this last week, as he neared his 94th birth­day. I couldn’t be hap­pi­er for him, for he now has a new body which he tru­ly need­ed. We had talked dai­ly, thanks to mod­ern tech­nol­o­gy, since 2013.  Thanks to sev­er­al dear friends, my Dad accept­ed Jesus as his sav­ior and came to real­ize that Jesus had plant­ed me in Mozam­bique to care for these babies until His return. Tech­nol­o­gy also allowed me to be at his funer­al even though I couldn’t be there phys­i­cal­ly. Dad was OK with that, know­ing that our 24 babies need­ed me here.  God called me from the womb, set­ting into motion all the train­ing I would need in order to res­cue many of His lit­tle ones. Nev­er doubt that you have no use for some­thing shown to you as a child. God can stretch you, mold you, and make you into HIS WARRIOR if you are WILLING AND OBEDIENT to fol­low Him where ever He needs you to go. GOD’S BLESSINGS TO ALL OF YOU FOR BEING A PART OF THIS AMAZING RESCUE OPERATION. BUSH BUNNY BRENDA LANGE AND THE BALAMA STAFF