This is a great article that ran in The Baptist Standard
The Seriousness of No Rain
It is nearing the end of the dry season and it is DRY. Water is being rationed, meaning that the city turns off our water periodically through the day. Our schools tank went dry, leaving the school completely without water (we still had drinking water) and the river where all our water comes from is dry. We have been trying to use as little water as possible so that our tank will not run out, using it only if really needed or otherwise waiting until the city turns our water back on. Not having electricity does not bother me in the least but no water makes me really cranky. As well as it has been over 100* the last couple days and with no air conditioners, it has been miserable. However, as I sit here writing this, I hear thunder in the distance. I am so thankful for this hope of rain as well as the cooler temperatures that it is bringing. I am thankful that I have a tank to use in case of emergencies but mostly that God provides for our needs… and our want of cooler weather.
Sing to the Lord with thanksgiving; make melody to our God on the lyre! He covers the heavens with clouds; he prepares rain for the earth; he makes grass grow on the hills.
Psalm 147:7-8
3 Countries and 3 Emergency Rooms
We have visited an ER in every country that we have lived in. While this has never been my goal, it does seem to be Tyler’s. Tonight was our visit to the ER in Gracias. Tyler cut his finger while playing with a machete at the radio. We tried to find a doctor that would help outside of the hospital. Our first stop was a pharmacy where they called a doctor to come in but he wasn’t able to. Our next stop was a doctor’s house who we didn’t know but were told he would see us. He did an initial exam but because of how deep the cut was, the doctor wanted an x-ray to make sure his bone was ok. This meant going to the only place that has an x-ray machine— the public hospital. I have spent a good bit of time there and to say it is my least favorite place in Honduras would be an understatement. I won’t go into detail about the dried blood on the wall next to my kids head or the bloody towel thrown on the floor beside his bed or even the stench that made me want to gag. Instead I will focus on the amazing doctor that God placed in our lives tonight. The first time that I met this man, he sat beside my desk at school for a parent/ teacher conference. I had no idea then that he was a doctor or that while I spend everyday helping his son, that my son would soon need him too. It was technically his day off but he met us at the hospital to put the stitches in. He was so patient and calm with Tyler and since Tyler was not calm this was nice! He did a great job stitching Tyler up and taking care of him. I am continually amazed and thankful for the heart of the doctors here. This is a country where doctors often do not get payed for up to 6 months at a time and yet they still go to work because they care… or they skip their family time to stitch up my child’s finger. I am very thankful for doctors like the one we had tonight and the great God we serve who has always placed my child in the hand’s of great physicians.
Crocs vs Dress Shoes
As most of you read on our newsletter, I had surgery a couple weeks ago. I had a neuroma in my foot (for the second time). This is a little bundle of nerves that became very painful when I walked. This is sometimes caused by the type shoes that people wear, although this is not always the case. Added to this was the scar tissue from my previous surgery. However, a medical brigade here from the US operated last Wednesday. Everything went well and as expected. My husband has been great to pick up my slack as well as my assistant at school. I am recovering well although I still have to walk very slowly. The best part, the part that made all this pain worth it, is that I now have permission to wear ugly, comfortable crocs as opposed to dress shoes to school. Yes, the surgery was definitely a success! Thanks to all of you who have been praying for me, please continue to do so as I heal completely.
Elsi’s second surgery
For a year Shannon has carried big awkward bottles of whey soy formula up and down the mountain to get them to this precious child. This January Elsi gained enough weight to have the surgery for her cleft palate. She returned to Gracias receive the second surgery with the same doctor who did the first surgery. The doctors told us that it was successful. Elsi’s parents were given instructions to keep Elsi on a strict liquid diet for two weeks. Unfortunately, the parents did not follow doctor’s orders and the stitches inside her mouth ripped open. The doctor was able to do a second surgery the same week with the same result. As a result, Elsi is going to have to have the surgery again next year, in 2016. Please pray that the surgeon returns and is able to help her.
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