have two more
people I want to tell you about, Aissa and Mensah who God sent our
is a young
boy that was led into our Friday clinic by his brother because Mensah
blind from cataracts. He was a good candidate for surgery so as he left
with his 'golden ticket'. I heard people laughing and
cheering outside! I walked out stunned and amused to see Mensah
surrounded by our translators and staff.... RAPPING! AND...he was
rapping in English (which he couldn't even speak but, I was
told is the ONLY way to rap in Africa!)
As I listened, tickled by his antics, I heard in his words the hope he
a better life. Well, here he is six weeks later! Back with a NEW
rap! As he proudly rapped, I snapped pictures and heard words of praise
to God! He was so excited! Praising God for bringing Mercy
Ships. Praising Him for his new sight...and praising Him for a new
future! I am still tickled and chuckle as I write, but the joy we
comes in many forms.
met little Aissa
one day as I entered the ward to prepare an eye patient for surgery.
knocked me down as she ran to me for a hug! She hung on as I continued
make my way to my patient. So I picked her up (as all grandma's
and mom's know how to do) and placed her on my hip and treated my
with my other hand. She cuddled and hugged as I continued my work.
Aissa's head was nearly completely bandaged with only one eye, one cheek
and her mouth showing her beautiful smile.
I had the blessing and
meeting her when she was full of love and kisses.... but, she was not
always this way. When Aissa first arrived for screening she was
frightened and lashed out with fury. her uncle brought her all the way
with a cloth sack over her head. She had been abandoned by both
We could not speak her language. The doctor's discovered a NOMA, a
flesh eating infection that had left a large hole in her right cheek and
her right eye. You could see through to her teeth. Sadly, this
could have been treated with simple antibiotics but the family could not
it. Only 10% of children usually survive it. It would take
multiple surgeries to repair her. Aissa's first week on the ward
challenged every nurse as she screamed, fought and escaped often! Human
barracade's were put in place to prevent this determined 7 year old from
escaping. Our nurses poured love into her with coos, prayers, play and
loving touches until she finally came to trust them. The nurses taught
her some sign language to help with the fits that rose out of the
not being understood. The surgery went well and the grafts were
taking! Aissa felt better! She soon became a lively, playful,
cheerful little girl that was afraid of nothing. She was still escaping,
now it was to play ....and find more hugs! She is gone now after weeks
of surgeries and healing. The bandages are gone, but scars will remain.
you won't notice them. As soon as she looks at you and
flashes her smile and comes running to share her love...you won't see
scars, you will just agree as you hear her say the last thing she said
left.... "I'm beautiful!"
146:5, 8-10- "Happy
is he who has the God of Jacob for his help whose hope is in the Lord
God. The Lord opens the eyes of the blind, the Lord raises those who
bowed down, the Lord watches over the strangers, He relieves the
fatherless. The Lord shall reign forever! Praise the Lord!"