While at the hospital, I’ve had chances to look around
and see our team shining light in this dark place. I’ve looked around to see
Rob drawing pictures for a little boy dying of tuberculosis, all while he
speaks truth into the boy’s little life. I’ve seen Kirstie run from room to
room rejoicing that the little abandoned baby girl, which she has held tight
every moment we’ve been in the hospital, has now been given the chance to live
in a solid home. I looked outside to see Shannon
holding an abandoned, disabled boys hand for hours and never letting go. I’ve
seen Bekah’s smile bring joy to the life of disabled girl who frankly hasn’t
seen someone smile at her near enough. I’ve seen Lauren share her life with a
mother who barely understands English, but sure does understand love. Honestly,
I could go on and on! I have seen each and every single member of this team
pour Jesus out in this seemingly hopeless place. Then, as we walked out of the
hospital, I’ve looked around to see broken people. They aren’t broken by things
of this world, but instead, they are broken for what breaks our Lord’s heart.
It is a beautiful picture… this team of broken individuals going to love broken
people in the children’s ward of the Mbabane
hospital!

 

What a true blessing it has been to be a part of God’s work in and
through this team!