with more than the assignment complete. I have our team’s questionnaire filled out in my mind and I’m ready to begin preparing the presentation to communicate my findings to the team and “decision makers” when I return. I’ve also many faces etched in my mind, new friendships with folks who’ve touched my heart and hope to live differently when returning home.
I still see the face of the young Haitian boy in the hospital. Even though we prayed and did our best to make the connections, it just didn’t work out – this week. The director of the hospital met with the medical coordinator at the facility we were attending this week and they’ve begun discussions. They’ve agreed to do the treatment at no charge, if they are able to acquire the medical devices necessary. What a blessing! God is bigger than politics, but in this case it seems it took the folks involved to be mindful, respectful and compassionate regarding those politics and the people involved.
express the need for us to save the external fixation device and components, so he could return to his grandmother – who also needed treatment.
Talk about a holding back the tears! Nearly every single medical professional in that OR was in tears or close to it. Nurses, surgeons, anesthesiologists and our amazing translators. We were all beside ourselves that this young man was about to have his life forever changed, and he was concerned about the well-being of his grandmother. Wow. In that moment, I felt all of humanity leveled at one place of compassion and love for one another. All week we had so many different languages being spoken: Spanish, orthopedic medical jargon, English, and OR talk. These languages originated from different places whether it was San Juan, medical school, work/life experience or nursing school. Each origination representing some level in the hierarchy of where some folks are in life as it relates to wealth.
That day every nearly single person in the clinic, regardless of language, race, creed or financial well-being, felt compassion, caring and empathy for this young man and his family, as we observed his stoic concern. In this moment, tears and hugs united folks. God made it known, we truly are all the same at the core of who we are, desiring to be loved and cared for. This type of unity near instantly established friendships with people I’d never met before this week. Folks from Virginia, Pennsylvania, Ohio, and of course San Juan, Dominican Republic. Emails have been exchanged and hearts are connected.
by some trivial first world issues after living among third world afflictions. It will be a challenge to resist the urge to sell everything and come back down here and live for a season. It will be a challenge, but God will keep us.
He will keep us, because He has us right where He needs us moving us to and through all the places He needs us to go in this life. Those places are just as important on our journey, because we simply may not know all who will be touched by our faithfulness to remain right where we are and truly live for God’s sake and the sake of others – just like the phenomenal missionaries living and serving every day at Clinica Cristiana De Salud Integral.
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