I was lamenting to a friend earlier today about having nothing specific I was really wanting to blog about today.  I have lots of posts started (seventy plus, actually), but none of them are calling to me to finish them.  So, almost without hesitation, he suggested that I write about bacon.  Bacon?  Why Bacon?  Because that’s what came to his mind.  So, I accepted the challenge, and will write about…bacon.

In a future post or two I plan on sharing my “loaves and fishes” experiences from this summer.  There are so many times that God provided in the arena of food for my team that it’s been a daunting prospect to get it all down into one cohesive story.  There are the “miracle barrels”.  There’s the money that never ran out even though it probably should have.  There’s the bread that never went bad.  The bananas that only went bad when there were just enough left to make banana bread.  So many truly miraculous things.  And then…there was the bacon!  No, really!  I am going to be able to share a moving tale about bacon even though this was a topic challenge off the top of my friend’s head!

Bacon.  Most TMI teams take the majority of the food they’ll need for the summer from Florida.  And they haul it all the way to wherever the team will spend the summer…the Ukraine, Wales, Brazil, Camaroon, etc.  And they do that because it’s cheaper and you’re guaranteed the food to feed your team.  My team would be taking lots of supplies (shoes and other items) which are not readily available in Zambia.  So, in order to make room for these supplies, it was determined that my team would purchase its food when we got to Zambia.  Having never been to Zambia, I didn’t have any idea what it would mean to “shop for food” there.  I had learned that food was extremely expensive, especially meats.  So, I talked with the woman in charge of the food warehouse at “boot camp” in Florida.  We decided that I’d take 70 pounds (one large duffel bag) of meats and other things that would be nice to have in case staples were hard to come by (like some cookie and cake mixes – I had SEVEN birthday girls that were going to need something special on their special days!).  So we set about deciding what to bring.  I loaded up cans of chicken, and beef.  Some vacuum packed bags of tuna.  Some pepperoni and salami.  Some (gag!) SPAM.  A few freeze dried chili mixes and some freeze dried cheese sauces since they were lightweight).  AND I threw in three boxes of pre cooked bacon.  They, too, were fairly lightweight.  I’d never really seen pre-cooked bacon, but I’d heard it was good.  So I figured it might come into good use.  The boxes measured about 16″ X 10″ X 3″.  I figured there was probably enough bacon in a box for 30 people to have 2 or 3 pieces each for a good two meals!  I WAS WRONG!


(Not a picture of bacon I cooked.  A picture I borrowed from a guy by the name of Lenn Thompson which I found searching by Google for “bacon”.  Thanks Mr. Thompson for the photo.  And the recipes and cooking tips at are certainly worth checking out in the future!)

As I was saying before I digressed onto Lenn Thompson… I was WRONG!  Those boxes didn’t just hold a few servings of bacon!  Those boxes held seemingly endless amounts of bacon!  And it was AWESOME good bacon, too, mind you.  You just quickly fry it up over a brazier, or put it in a big baking pan and bake it until crispy in the oven!  Tastes as good as the stuff you cook “from scratch”!  We had bacon for breakfast at least three times a week (3, 4, or more pieces!).  We had bacon, tomato, and cheese melts.  Bacon found its way onto pizza, into sandwiches, and into sauteed green beans.  Sometimes I thought my kids would get sick of bacon.  But they didn’t.  And those three boxes of bacon lasted us FIVE WEEKS.  It was crazy!  I never counted up just how much those boxes held, but I’ll bet if I did it wouldn’t equal the amount of bacon we actually ended up eating.  I’ll bet that we ate enough bacon to have filled six of those boxes. 

He took the five loaves and the two fish, and looking up to the sky, he blessed them, and broke them, and gave them to the disciples to set before the multitude.
They ate, and were all filled. They gathered up twelve baskets of broken pieces that were left over.  Luke 9:16 and 17

Addendum 10/26/07:  Not that I needed the confirmation, but I got confirmation that the bacon boxes were a miracle.  This past summer in Sicily, I took more of the same bacon.  We stayed right down the road from a grocery store and I had access to a vehicle, so the getting of food wasn’t such an issue as it was in the Zambian bush.  There were 27 of us on my Zambia team and three boxes of bacon were way more than enough.  In Sicily there were only 15 of us.  And I had to feed them for a week less than the Zambia team.  I took two of the boxes of bacon.  And I had to ration it.  We ate it only occasionally.  And we ran out at the end!  So there!  🙂  My Zambia bacon miracle was truly a God given miracle…


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6 responses to “BACON!

  • John

    And lo the box of bacon was left untouched. Luke 9:17b

    NICE job, Linda! You met the challenge well. I’ll have to do this again.

  • helenl

    Linda, isn’t it amazing the ways in which the Lord provides?

  • Jim

    Bill Ritter is the Democrat nominee for Governor of Colorado against Congressman Bob
    Beauprez. Mr. Ritter is the former District Attorney for Denver County. One of the
    largest criticisms of Mr. Ritter is that he is very soft on crime. In fact, Mr.
    Ritter has regularly plea bargained illegal aliens charged with felonies down to
    misdemeanors so he would not have to deport them — he’s just that kind of forgiving

    I wonder if Mr. Ritter is so lenient to foreigners charged with crimes because of
    leniency shown to Mr. Ritter back in 1988. That is the year Mr. Ritter killed a man
    and was never prosecuted nor required or compelled to pay compensation to the widow
    and family of the deceased.

    In 1988, Mr. Ritter and his family lived in Zambia as lay missionaries for the
    Catholic Church. Mr. Ritter’s wife was a Peace Corp volunteer. According to a report
    from Zambian lawyers obtained by RedState, in 1988, Mr. Ritter killed a man named
    Mushibi Katiki Chinyama.

    From the Zambian lawyers’ report:

    Investigations have revealed that the road traffic accident herein occurred in
    May, 1988 when the deceased was hit by a Toyota Land Cruiser driven by Mr. Bill
    Ritter at Maloyi Village in Mongu at a spot where people usually crossed the road.
    Mr. Ritter was driving from Senanga District and heading towards Mongu District.
    According to eye witnesses, Mr. Ritter was over-speeding. The eye witnesses who
    include the deceased’s son, John Makai Chinyama, stated that Mr. Ritter failed to
    reduce the speed in time or at all when approaching the spot where people crossed
    the road at Maloyi Village.

    They also stated that after the accident, Mr. Ritter stopped the vehicle and
    requested the local people to assist him in putting Mr. Chinyama in the vehicle
    and that he took him to the hospital but that he unfortunately died on the way to
    the hospital.

    The lawyers further report that “a police docket, or file was opened, to investigate
    the matter” and take action under a formal complaint. But, no charges were ever
    filed and, the lawyers report, “the docket and all other records of the case went
    missing in very suspicious circumstances.”

    Mr. Ritter was never prosecuted and he never compensated the family, which lost its
    head of household. The law in Zambia is very clear. Again, from the Zambian lawyer:

    Any person who causes the death of another person by the driving of a motor
    vehicle on a road recklessly, or at a speed, or in a manner which is dangerous to
    the public, having regard to all the circumstances of the case, including the
    nature, condition and use of the road, and the amount of traffic which is actually
    at the time, or which might reasonably be expected to be, on the road, shall be
    guilty of an offence and liable upon conviction to a fine not exceeding fifteen
    thousand penalty units or to imprisonment for a period not exceeding five years,
    or to both.

    § 199 (1)of the Roads and Road Traffic Act, Cap 464 of the Laws of Zambia

    Mrs. Zhita Ngumbu Chinyama is still alive and in her late eighties. She lives in
    Maloyi Village in Mongu, which is in the Western Province of Zambia. Mrs. Chinyama
    “complained bitterly that Mr. Ritter was not prosecuted and that no proper
    explanation was ever given by the Police or the Courts as to why Mr. Ritter was not
    prosecuted. She also complained about the family not having been compensated after
    the death of her husband.”

    The average family income in Zambia is $580. Fifty percent of the country is
    unemployed. Mr. Ritter could have very easily compensated Mrs. Chinyama and her
    family, but he did not. Instead, he returned to the United States and used the story
    of his missionary work in Zambia to gain greater prominence and boost his profile as
    he headed toward seeking elected office. But he never mentioned the death of Mr.
    Chinyama. Only when confronted recently about his involvement in Mr. Chinyama’s
    death did Mr. Ritter have to confront it. The Denver Post profile said

    Ritter and Billy Fuller, a fellow missionary riding with him, say they scrambled
    out of the car to see whether the man, an elderly villager, was all right. Then,
    they placed him in the back of the truck and rushed him to a hospital, they say.
    The man, whom Ritter soon discovered was the father of a local priest he knew,
    died within 24 hours.

    And yet, though Mr. Ritter knew the family, Mrs. Chinyama says Mr. Ritter never paid
    any sort of compensation to her family. Losing the head of household in Zambia, who
    Mr. Chinyama was, is a devastating loss.

    Perhaps Mr. Ritter is lenient with criminals in Denver County because of leniency
    shown him in Zambia. But there is a widow in Zambia who woke up one day with her
    husband only to see him run over by Mr. Ritter.

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  • Coody

    it is sad when some Westerner who visit Africa for evangelism cause atrocities and go free..How can an a missionary live with the guilt of causing a widow in Africa in difficulties. Thanks for sharing this

  • tamara

    amei esse saite é demais !

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