" God is our
refuge and strength,
a very present help in trouble.
Therefore, we will
even though the earth be removed."
November is a short, small man, 65 and
blind (yes, he was born in November). His daughter, tall, with stocky
build carried his bundle of clothes on one arm while exasperatingly
tugging on her father's arm and snapping orders in an unfamiliar
language. November maneuvered resistantly, frightened, digging in his heals, refusing to move
forward without cautiously testing each step. I approached
and waved off the daughter who sighed in disgust and growled in English,
"He's like a 2 year old child!" Having compassion on both of them, I
reassured her and took her papa's hands and gently tried to lead him
forward. He resisted. I reached up to his elbows and placed his
hands on mine and began moving each arm up and down alternately. I
suddenly saw the light dawn in his face as he began to move his feet to
the rhythm of the arms. His daughter dropped her jaw in delight and
amazement. Poor November began to trust and soon easily moved down the
long hall to his room. It had taken 1/2 hour to put November into the
transport van to get him here, I was told. And getting November onto
the operating table was a task, too. His daughter told me that she has
to do everything for him....feed him, dress him, and help him pee. She
was exhausted and with little hope. But God had a plan. The next
morning, Glenn and I walked in to see our row of 30 post-op patients,
all with their patches off. As we walked down the row saying good
morning, I saw November who lifted his head ----AND LOOK STRAIGHT AT
ME! I touched his cheek and said, "You can see me!!" and at the same
time caught a glimpse of his daughter's beaming face sitting just beyond
him! We both started clapping and she said, "He dressed HIMSELF!!" We
were both in tears. As we discharged the patients, I marveled as I
watched November walk 8 feet in front of his daughter, walk down the
stairs and outside -- by himself! Walking across the street -- by
himself! And as he stepped up over curves, his daughter turned to me
and gave it the thumbs up! Neither one of us could believe it.
November was free! SHE was free! God had freed them both!
Two days later.... Elvis entered the building.
Elvis had an injury by machete to one eye. He could not physically open
it. Behind it was an eye blinded by cataract. His "good eye" was also
blinded by cataract. Elvis was fearful of having his "good eye"
operated on, but it was his best chance at sight. Resigned, he quietly
agreed. Elvis came alone. He laid very still waiting for his
operation. It went well. But, the day after tells all. When we came
in the next morning, I couldn't find Elvis. I began passing out
medicines and came to a bright eyed, sheepishly smiling man. I gasped.
It WAS Elvis! His countenance had SO changed that I didn't even
recognize him (even with his shut eye!) That's how transformed he was! And... now I can say it.....Elvis has left the building.....A CHANGED MAN!
November is free. Elvis left seeing. God is
amazing. But, we have seen something just as amazing here in Queenstown
and that is God at work in the believers here! A student nurse was
inspired to start a group that goes to hospitals and minister to the
patients! An ophthalmologist and her husband have a vision to start a
Christian NGO that trains Christians to transform society, using
churches to reach out with social ministry (churches are very weak on
this point here). An optometrist told us of
his vision to lead Christians to live a transformed life that includes
Christ in all dominions of life. If this isn't enough to convince you
that God is moving in this area of Africa... just wait, I am sure there
is more to come! All these people have been transformed by God.
It is such a privilege to see the workings of an Almighty God.
"Now may the God of hope fill you
with all joy and peace in believing that you may
abound in hope by the power of the Holy Spirit."
In Him and by His Grace,
Glenn and Kim