Messes and Miracles...

Yesterday a mother carried her 9 year old child into the ER, semi-unconscious. A tree branch had fallen on his head and there was blood running out of his ear, nose, and mouth. He had a basilar skull fracture and there was not too much we could do for him. The family and I took hands and prayed for him as he lay there, barely responsive but breathing. This morning, I didn’t recognize the little guy. Sitting up in bed, and asking if he can eat something. Here’s a picture of him. His name is Bende.

on another note, the missionaries here are amazing. We have a pediatrician who does cesarean sections and family doctors who do chemotherapy because there is no one else to do it. Meanwhile they teach their children to memorize and love the Word of God and are flying them back home to compete at Nationals for Bible quizzing.