It was one of those weeks that you talk about, but you don’t want to relive it. There were good moments I am thankful for as well as difficult ones, I know will learn from. I had a different job everyday in the operating room so I was stretched going from coordinating coworkers, to cataracts, sterilizing, max-fax, plastics, and assisting anesthesia. I love doing it all because it allows me to be a part of what God is doing in lives here in Africa. Each day I recognized patients that came into the OR to receive surgery that I had seen at screenings. What a joy it was to see the full circle of our efforts in Togo- and I know there is more to come. Life outside of work was just as crazy busy with youth, meetings, playtime with friends, and a long to-do list. So it was already a long week, but the quiet time I needed came on Thursday. Instead of our weekly meeting, one of the chaplains played the piano and sang songs that ministered to my heart (which is common).
"Weak and wounded sinner, lost and left to die
Fly to Jesus and live!"
The final song, Untitled Hymn by Chris Rice, brought tears as well as thoughts of loved ones at home. I thought of loved ones from Africa, Ani and Vincent that have gone to Jesus. Many of us were praying for O’Brien, who came to us weeks ago and was known as the miracle baby. Doctors were preparing to do extreme measures to help O’Brien and took just a moment to pray and God answered. He was stable and breathing on his own. God gave O’Brien’s mama extra days with her little baby, but he continued to struggle until Friday, when his little heart stopped and he went home to Jesus. Throughout this week, I rejoiced and struggled about life- it is about falling, singing, crying, dancing, until we fly home to Jesus to live.
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I love that song. Looking forward to our chat.
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