Mamili

Mamili (nickname given by her granddaughter trying to say mom Eli) is the sister who attends the kiosk in school and in camps. On July 8th she went home tired from working in the ladies’ retreat, but lively and strengthened by the messages she had heard. It was about three o’clock in the morning when a truck suddenly came through the wall of her bedroom which is located below the street, like a basement. The drunk driver died instantly; the economic damage is huge, most of her small house, which had recently been remodeled, has remained in ruins; but the miracle of life and not getting a simple scratch has impacted many in town and to her unbelieving husband as a testimony of the security of dwelling in the shelter of the Almighty, a fortress and refuge for those who fear Him.