More confirmation, small mercies

During Jonah’s acceptance speech he said his first priority was to get a nurse-anesthetist posted to Nyahuka so that he could start doing emergency C-sections.  Not two hours passed before he received a phone call:  the sister of one of the nursing students we chose in 1997 for sponsorship called to say she had just finished further studies in anesthesia.  She had come back to the district to work but later was chosen for this anesthesia course, and we had not seen her in over a year, so she certainly wasn’t on our minds.  Yet at the very hour she was needed her sister called Jonah to help arrange transport for her as she was coming from school this weekend to return to work in Nyahuka!  Jonah was so amazed by God’s providence and timing he zipped up on his motorcycle, glowing, to share the news.  As I was making rounds I found a rather functional wheelchair stashed in the hall.  It turns out that one of the senior nurses, a man whom I had struggled to work with, took it upon himself to obtain this piece of equipment from who knows what depths of storage at Bundibugyo hospital, so that Kabasunguzi Grace could be taken out in the sun and move a bit after months of being bed-ridden.  Small mercies, the process of redemption continues, prayer pushing back evil.  Three separate people have pledged considerable chunks of money for the needs of the hospital; and another friend’s brother’s client’s contacts in a pharmaceutical company may be supplying vitamins.  O me of little faith, when such a Force is on the move.