A bag of food carried into a brick-kiln family’s home will not make headlines. Nobody will stop the work at the kiln to watch it arrive. The bricks will still be stacked in their rows, the dust will still be in the air, and the debt that hangs over so many families in Kasur will still be there in the morning. And yet, if you have ever been the one wondering how you will feed your children that evening, you know there is nothing small about being remembered.
That is why food has a real place in the work of Rising Stone Mission. We are a small Christian mission among brick-kiln bonded-labor families, led on the ground by Pastor Nemat. Our work begins with prayer, because through prayer God nurtures spiritual growth and gives people strength to keep hoping. On Sundays, worship and Sunday school bring Christian teaching that builds faith. Alongside that, we meet physical needs with food, we help children receive education, we arrange medicines for the sick as far as our small means allow, and as far as possible we free families from brick-kiln debt bondage. One family’s Rs 300,000 debt was cleared, and that family now lives free. Food is one part of that whole picture — not the whole mission, but a part we will never call unimportant.
The book of Proverbs says something that changes how we see a simple act of kindness: “Whoever is kind to the poor lends to the Lord, and he will reward them for what they have done.” — Proverbs 19:17
Read that slowly. Kindness to the poor is not thrown away. It is not wasted, and it is not unseen. God Himself takes notice of it, as if what we place into the hands of a struggling family has been placed into His care. That should free us from measuring generosity only by size. A gift does not have to be large to be real. A meal shared in love tells a mother she has not been forgotten. It tells a father that someone else sees the weight he carries. It tells children that the world is not only hard — sometimes help actually comes through the door.
We have tried to say this in different ways over these weeks, because it keeps proving true: what we share with love is never wasted. The sharing may look ordinary from the outside. From inside the home that receives it, ordinary can feel like mercy.
Here, too, we owe you honesty. Our food help is small. Limited funds mean we cannot reach every family, or return as often as our hearts would like. Our medicines help is small for the same reason. This is our vision, and we are living it today at a very small scale: we say what we do, and we do what we say. Partners joining this mission are what make the work grow — more food carried in, more children helped into school, more sick people cared for, more families brought out of debt. We are not ashamed of being small. We are asking God to grow what is real.
Would you take a moment today to pray for the kiln families of Kasur? Pray for daily provision, for health in homes with very little, and for children to keep learning and growing in faith. Pray, too, for Pastor Nemat and for every visit that carries both a prayer and something practical for the table.
And if you would like to be part of that kindness yourself, you are warmly invited to partner with us — to give, to pray, and to help a family feel, in a way they can hold in their hands, that they have not been forgotten. In God’s eyes, kindness like that is never a small thing.