|Boda Boda overloaded with school children|
Not once. But TWICE!
The first boda knocked her down and may have broken the lower bones in her right leg. But, the second boda ran over her upper torso, breaking both upper arms. Both drove off and left a broken human being in the street! Like she was no different from the numerous plastic bags discarded on the street.
To add insult to injury ... she had been in the government hospital for three days before she was discovered by friends of Next Generation Ministries.
|So much pain after arriving at IHK|
Within minutes we arrived at the government hospital to confirm that there was little hope for this girl. We attempted to encourage the family whose faces were etched in hopelessness. I dropped into bed that night wondering what would God have us do with this girl when morning came.
As I met with others on the veranda Thursday morning, March 12, 2015, I shared with them what I had posted on my Facebook page that morning. Here is what I posted.
I am faced with a challenging decision this morning. I went to Jinja Main Hospital last evening to check on an 8 year old girl named Sharon. She was knocked down by a boda on her way to school Monday. A second boda ran over her, breaking both arms and one leg. She has had no pain medication and the bones have not been set since then. Her family has no money ... not even one cell phone among them. They appear to be the poorest among the poor. One surgeon has agreed to do surgery on both arms and cast the leg ... for 7,000,000/= ($2,500) ... not including hospital costs. My favorite surgeon in Kampala will work on her, but I have yet to hear his surgical fees and his hospital will be MUCH more expensive than the local one the first surgeon would use. Additionally, I don't have enough money in our NGM Medical Account to finish the medical issues I'm currently working on AND add this one to them. I will make a decision this morning with the counsel of others and God's leading.After some discusssion, Jeff Patteson, an NGM Board Member visiting from the States, asked me, "What would you do if this was your granddaughter?" It was rhetorical. A decision was made to accept the opportunity from and God and depend on Him to provide resources for all expenses.
|Preparing to transport Sharon to Kampala|
|Sharon's CT Scan completed|
|Sitting in a chair waiting for discharge papers|
The surgeon ordered metal plates for Sharon's upper arms and material for a super lightweight cast for her leg. Two days after her surgery she was calling me on the phone. Previously she wasn't talking, smiling, laughing, or eating. The change was dramatic!
While waiting for the final discharge papers from the hospital on Tuesday, March 17, 2015, I paid for the operation, the surgeon's reduced fee, and the hospital bill ... more than 8 Million Shillings ($2,800) ... resulting in the disappearance of Sharon's mother. Soon we heard the sniffles and nose blowing behind a curtain, indication of a full heart accompanied by happy tears. When she came to the hospital she didn't even have a cell phone (NGM purchased one for her) and no idea of how she was going to eat while staying with her daughter in the hospital (NGM provided food money). The hopelessness had long disappeared. Hope is an amazing thing.
This is an 8 day short story of a little girl in Uganda who was busted up by a couple of motorbikes and who got the medical every parent would want for their child in America.
But, if you look behind the details of the story you will find Jesus Christ. He caused Chris to notice his friend looking at his cell phone. He motivated Chris to come and tell us about a family that was in despair, discouragement, and defeat. He used Jeff to ask the question that lead to the course of action. He prompted a single mother named Sarah in Oregon to immediately start a GoFundMe donation sight on Facebook. He nudged Dr. Muballe to reduce his normal fee by 30%. Within a day or two Jesus Christ had gathered financial partners to contribute to NGM so that the medial bills, transportation, food, and even a cell phone could be purchased or paid for.
So .... this is a God story! Isn't He after all, the God of HOPE!?!