About her son, from a loving Mother

Shortly before we were leaving to Memmingen, the town where I can see my son every three weeks for two hours, Hadashah Hennigfeld gave me a little gift for Noach. It touched me to see this little piece of wood and I knew that it would have a great purpose and effect.

Our children have vacations right now and Rea and Noach had participated in a soccer camp for five days. The day we visited Noach had been the last day of the camp where they had formed different teams that competed with each other.

Rea’s team had won a bronze and a silver medallion, while Noach’s team hadn’t been so victorious. At the end of our time together, I put the wooden medallion, that his friend Shama had made for him around his neck. “This is your gold medallion from your friend Shama, he made it just for you!” (Shama’s picture is below.)


Noach’s face was beaming with a big smile from one ear to the other. He was so happy about his very special medallion. Our friendships with one another are like the red blood cells in our bone marrow. Without these friendships our body would die. The relationships are what give life to the structure.

Even though our children are far away from us, our life, and their true friends, they are strengthening each other. The stronger ones encourage the weaker ones. I am thankful for the support of the Body and for the goodness and faithfulness of our Abba. He is doing something very big!

…and their mouths were filled with laughter and their hearts with singing praise, for Yahweh has done great things for us, whereof we are glad… (Psalm )

We don’t know how many people our Abba wants to reach through this great suffering right now.  One thing is clear though. The people that take care of our children right now, have the ark of the covenant in their homes, and it can be a blessing to them or a curse. It’s up to them, whether they want to have eyes to see and a heart to respond or whether they harden their hearts and ignore their screaming consciences. I am praying with all my heart that our Father would enable those foster parents and educators to SEE and to have the courage to speak up.

Therefore we have to press on. We cannot stop speaking about what we’ve heard and seen. Our Father continuously reminds us about that. It is our responsibility – we can’t grow weary in speaking the truth over and over again.

I am thankful for the training we are in right now, thankful for so many true friends, for
their spiritual support and thankful for all your prayers!

I love you,

Miriam Martha — Noach’s imma (mother)


Noach and his mother in happier days.

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Boy with Goat

Shama Hennigfeld at Klosterzimmern before he was forcibly taken into captivity.