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Hours of operation: as of Monday January 16, 2012 the food pantry will be open every Monday from 10am to noon please call Deborah @ 603-742-6041 for an appointment and any questions you many have! Thank you.

The shelves where running low while the needs where running high! But with the help of from the Chaplain Daniel Whitaker and RP2 Petty Officer Michael Burke US Navy came to our rescue. With the donation of almost 200lbs of non perishable food from the campaign “Feds Feed Families” Food drive, the shelves at the Seeds of Faith Food Pantry are know full and ready to serve those in need, making a difference; one food box at a time!

You can support our organization by donating your used cell phones/pda’s

and inkjet cartridges while helping save the environment from toxic waste.

Reasons to help this cause:

• We’re not asking you for cash donations!

• Donations of your unwanted cell phones/pda’s and inkjet cartridges can mean support for your organization.

• You will be giving old technology new life and keep it from polluting our landfills. If improperly disposed of, one cell phone/pda can pollute up to 35,000 gallons of drinking water. Your unwanted cell phones/pda’s and inkjet cartridges will be recycled in accordance with EPA regulations or refurbished and sold.

• Your donation may be tax deductible.

All cell phones/pda’s and inkjet cartridges are accepted. For more information please contact Deborah Lalicata..#603-742-6041

• Printer Ink
• Copy Paper
• Air conditioner

We had a great Open House for our new space. Thanks for swinging by to visit!

She is only four years old, can not speak, and rarely smiles. She is a resident at the homeless shelter with her mom, her mother’s boyfriend and 7-month old baby sister. She didn’t stand out because of how cute or how smart she was. It was the pain in her eyes, and the sadness that drew me to her. As sad as her story is, no matter how dark, no matter how difficult, no matter how insignificant, young or old someone is, God steps down from His heavenly throne to reveal His Love. Sometimes through the smallest of acts.

From the time we met Isabella, I noticed that she would wear the same pair of worn out pink crocks. (plastic shoes) Her mom let me know it was the only pair she owned. Well, since fall has arrived and the weather is getting colder, it was time for a new pair of shoes for Isabella.

So I took Isabella to the shoe store, had her sized and fitted for a pair of the most beautiful pair of shoes a little four year old could own. A pair of “Dora the explora light up shoes!”

At first the feeling was strange, but as she got used to them and without taking her eyes off her feet, she began to realize that every time she took a step, the lights went on! Amazing to see life in her eyes-BUT THEN we got to the shelter and even more amazing, for the first time I saw Isabella (still watching her feet) with a HUGE smile on her face as she began to DANCE in excitement in front of everyone there! What a testimony to her mom, and the residents at the homeless shelter who stood in amazement as they watched Isabella dance with happy feet!!!!!!

Cost of the shoes: $29.99
Sacrifice of time: 60 minutes
A smile on a little girls face, dancing feet, and the testimony of Gods love: PRICELESS

“How can we know the power of Jesus is still at work? When we see the simple needs of simple people being met in a powerful way.”

My mother runs Seeds of Faith ministry, and she spends much of her time helping the homeless. My brother and I went with her to deliver food to a homeless family that was staying at a campground. When we arrived, the family wasn’t there, so we drove to another site where another homeless person lived. As we pulled up, my mother said that he wasn’t himself. He was normally excited when he had company, but this time he seemed very scared! He came over to my side of the car and looked in. Then walked over to my mother’s side, which was a relief to me!

He was a single, deaf man who had been through so much. He appeared to be somewhat “rough” (you know, the biker type) but after only ten minutes he almost had me in tears. My mother asked him what was wrong. He told us that early that morning someone had cut a hole in the pop-up trailer he lived in, crawled inside and stole all his money. Then he told us that he was being kicked out after getting into a fight with the guy who had taken the money. At that point, he began to fall apart.

He said, “They ran from me, like they were scared of me.” He seemed confused that anyone would be scared of him. He didn’t want to put fear in people. During the conversation, he mentioned that the man was at the same campsite where we had just delivered food. These two men had known each other before they ended up at the campground!

The man knew him—his whole story—that he was deaf, had been hit by a truck and left for dead. His mother had passed on, and he had nothing left! He showed us all his cuts, and told us that neither the police nor the people who owned the campsite would do anything! The man is no larger than me. He is just a tiny man who has tattoos and dresses tough, but, in all reality, probably couldn’t hurt anyone. But apparently the man who stole the money is one of those scummy guys who makes people believe he is innocent. As we sat there watching, my mom held him while he wept, and trying to console him and think of some way to help him, when a police officer came to escort him from the campground.

What is it you can do for a man like this? He needs help, and he has so many reasons to deserve it, but he is stuck in a campsite being treated like this! Is this what he deserves? I can’t understand how any person could not see the fear and sadness in this man.

I am so confused!

As Director of Seeds of Faith ministry for the last eight years, and now assistant to the director at The Homeless Center in Rochester, NH, i’ve seen thousands of orphaned, men, women and children who struggle to survive. I see so many precious souls who not only have to deal with the degrading affects of poverty and hopelessness, but also strive through a broken system to get what help they can. The story you just read was written by my beautiful daughter, Eva Marie Tozier. It affected her so much that she came home that day and began to look into grants to help people like the friend you just read about not fall through the cracks. Eva didn’t see him anymore with her eyes, but with a heart that wept for him.
But this story has a very happy ending… God uses Seeds of Faith to help connect them to the resources they are in need of. Not only did he get help, but because of people like Joyce and Fred Ricketts, whose comfort, love, and friendship in time of trouble made such a huge difference in his life that he is not just a friend anymore, but he is now our brother in Christ here at Christian Life Church! He has also just recently moved into a new apartment.

Theresa Tozier