Tuesday, February 2, 2016

The Power Of Prayer

         Today I ventured to Real Hope For Haiti with a team of doctors that we have staying at Lifeline. I sat in the front seat as we ventured up the rocky twisting roads that I’ve become accustomed to. Upon our arrival we went in the same gate, said hi to the same workers and once again asked for Jody. We then proceeded to go on the same tour that I have been on every time for almost 4 months. We saw the same rooms, the same doctors, the same nurses and even some of the same kids. Now at this point you’re probably thinking “wow, she sounds bored with seeing the same things over and over again.” To answer your question, no I am not. I absolutely love going to Real Hope, I love all of the people there and if it weren’t so far I would probably visit there more often than I actually do. The reason I emphasized so much that I have seen the same things is to point out this one difference in my visit today. As part of the tour we always stop in their ICU and spend time with the kids there. We hold them and play with them and talk with them. This is my favorite part of the whole tour and I adore being able to go love on those kids! Unfortunately, you see some of the same kids every time you go because their conditions are so bad, but in a way it’s also nice to visit them and watch them as they make progress. As you can probably already begin to imagine, because of knowledge and because of what I have described above, ICU’s here are run much differently than the one’s in the U.S. If a child were in the ICU at one of your hospitals we would not be touching them as much, they would be hooked up to a dozen machines and confined to a hospital bed. This is for the sickest of the sick and there are a lot of restrictions in that area. In Haiti there is one small section for the kids who may not be touched but the rest of the ICU is free range. The kids can get up and play outside, they can be held and many of them are not hooked up to any machines. This really helps build relationships with the kids there and allows you to show them more love! I usually spend my time there running from inside to outside and interacting with a bunch of different kids. I hold many of them, play ball with them, talk with them and just watch them interact with one another. Today was different though. Today, I was prayed over. Not by a group of people, not by any of the Americans at Real Hope, not by any of the Haitian workers at Real Hope, and not by the team I was with. I was prayed over by a little boy who was admitted there. He looked to be about 6 or 7. He called Grace and I over and prayed over Grace first and then me. We were NOT expecting it! He simply walked up and said “I’m praying for you.” We just smiled and said thank you and he said “No, come here.” So Grace walked over first and he grabbed her hand, placed his hand on her head and said a short prayer. Then, he called me over. His prayer was soft and sweet and I’m not really sure what he said, but it was so soft that it sounded like a song. I was almost in tears as he finished and looked up at me and said “God bless you.” This little boy, one whom I should be praying over because of his sickness instead wanted nothing more than to come up and pray for me. He didn’t know me, didn’t know my name, had never seen me before and yet he sang a sweet prayer to our heavenly Father. We can all learn a lesson from this sweet boy. From the mouths of babes! I’m still astounded by what happened today and I’m so thankful that Grace caught this precious moment on camera. Please pray for this boy as he is at Real Hope, that he may be healed quickly so he can continue to go out and pray for others. I will end this blog with the same sweet words that little boy whispered to me after his prayer “May God bless you.” 


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