Heart House Handicrafts offers skills, stability, safety, and hope to many needy women. This has been happening for decades now, and we don’t want that to change.
When our almighty, purposeful God created humans (Adam and Eve being the first two), He assigned them with a creative task: Every person was to be a decision-making, world-shaping caretaker of God’s creation. Earth is our home, and we are meant to live in harmony with it. God’s “creation mandate” encouraged Adam and Eve to value nature.
Imagine deep poverty and desperate need: Did you imagine having no TV or computer and no indoor heating? I’m thinking of a widow woman who is far poorer than that. She had no money, no skills and no education. Most of her neighbors didn’t think she could learn much, so she would go to the jungle each morning, gather twigs, and then sell the firewood to provide for her son.
If you’re living, you’re changing. Trees know it; so does Heart House. Versatility and flexibility are imperative for Heart House to not only survive but also to continue into the future. So we’re making some changes in product design.
Ceiling fans. Window fans. Rotating floor fans. The weather is heating up in Bangladesh. Whether the electricity is on or not, we plan to stay cool. So we’re pulling out our hand-fans.
AOB’s “Heart House Handicrafts” hires and trains widowed women and physically disabled people in a wide variety of handicrafts, and then markets their unique work. A number of women design and create dolls that show traditional life in Bangladesh. This season, our doll-makers, tailors, and wood-carvers partnered to develop and showcase rickshaws.
Recently I was able to visit several new garden projects in the hills. We traveled to one village by boat; the trip on the river was beautiful. We then hiked straight up a steep ridge. There, the people had arranged a wonderful lunch in a field house on the top of the ridge. Open on both sides, the view of the surrounding hills was as breathtaking as the climb had been.
1971 was a terrifying, life-changing year for countless families in Bangladesh. Pakistani planes strafed and rocketed towns. Military vehicles roared through bazaars, ramming anything in their way. Troops entered rural villages, called out the men, and gunned them down. Bangladesh won its war for independence, but the price was hard indeed.
“I don’t just sit!” Toidoram exclaimed and sprang up from his desk chair. With eager animation and arms spread wide, he explained his heart for agriculture-education for his people.
Heart House Handicrafts offers skills, stability, safety, and hope to many needy women. This has been happening for decades now, and we don’t want that to change.
When our almighty, purposeful God created humans (Adam and Eve being the first two), He assigned them with a creative task: Every person was to be a decision-making, world-shaping caretaker of God’s creation. Earth is our home, and we are meant to live in harmony with it. God’s “creation mandate” encouraged Adam and Eve to value nature.
Imagine deep poverty and desperate need: Did you imagine having no TV or computer and no indoor heating? I’m thinking of a widow woman who is far poorer than that. She had no money, no skills and no education. Most of her neighbors didn’t think she could learn much, so she would go to the jungle each morning, gather twigs, and then sell the firewood to provide for her son.
If you’re living, you’re changing. Trees know it; so does Heart House. Versatility and flexibility are imperative for Heart House to not only survive but also to continue into the future. So we’re making some changes in product design.
Ceiling fans. Window fans. Rotating floor fans. The weather is heating up in Bangladesh. Whether the electricity is on or not, we plan to stay cool. So we’re pulling out our hand-fans. 
AOB’s “Heart House Handicrafts” hires and trains widowed women and physically disabled people in a wide variety of handicrafts, and then markets their unique work. A number of women design and create dolls that show traditional life in Bangladesh. This season, our doll-makers, tailors, and wood-carvers partnered to develop and showcase rickshaws.
Recently I was able to visit several new garden projects in the hills. We traveled to one village by boat; the trip on the river was beautiful. We then hiked straight up a steep ridge. There, the people had arranged a wonderful lunch in a field house on the top of the ridge. Open on both sides, the view of the surrounding hills was as breathtaking as the climb had been.
1971 was a terrifying, life-changing year for countless families in Bangladesh. Pakistani planes strafed and rocketed towns. Military vehicles roared through bazaars, ramming anything in their way. Troops entered rural villages, called out the men, and gunned them down. Bangladesh won its war for independence, but the price was hard indeed.
“I don’t just sit!” Toidoram exclaimed and sprang up from his desk chair. With eager animation and arms spread wide, he explained his heart for agriculture-education for his people.
