I wrote this blog post Thursday evening after a very long and difficult day. We left first thing in the morning Friday for an orphanage and were out of internet service for two days.
First of all, I have to say to all of you thank you SO MUCH for all the emails and comments. I honestly cannot tell you what the encouragement has done for my soul, especially on this night.
We have had probably the most emotional day I can think of having in a long time. Actually, it’s probably the most emotional day both Justin and I have ever had together given the sheer volume of tears cried and heart ached.
The saddest part of the day for me was finding out at the end of the day that a young girl in Haiti who we interviewed passed away. She was only 13 years old and was suffering from a very large cancer tumour on her face. When we interviewed her, there still seemed to be hope that she would get better. Then when we were working at Hungry for Life this summer I found out the doctors had stopped her treatments because they said there was no hope anymore. So I prayed for a miraculous healing. But God has decided to take her home instead. It is hard to believe she’s gone. I talked with her and hugged her and interviewed her dad only a few short months ago. This was very hard news for me to take.
The internet here is in the room Pastor John and Nadia are sleeping in, and Nadia came in the room just after Justin told me the news and I started to sob. She called Mary to translate and then Pastor John came in and prayed with us. They both praised God that Dachemie was in a better place now, and John shared with us an encouraging story about a woman here in the Ukraine. We will be meeting with her and I will write about her story soon after we interview her this Sunday. But he told me her story because her mother died and, because of that one death, four people have come to Christ. So you never know what will happen as a result of Dachemie’s death.
This morning we went to Shishkano, a tiny village in the middle of nowhere. All the places we have gone to so far have been poor. But Shishkano is the poorest of the poor. People live there who have no hope, no future, and no faith. It was sad to see. The village is crumbling and held together with a few mud and stick walls. We met an 87 year old woman who cares for her Down Syndrome daughter in her 40’s. They live in a pit of a house. Garbage was everywhere, flies covered the little food we could see, the smell of decay and urine and garbage filled the air. The inside was dark in light and in spirit. It seemed there was not much hope there at all.
Then we met with Pasha, a man anyone who has been involved with the Ukraine will know of. He is a paraplegic, and his two widowed and sick sisters care for him 24 hours a day. In the Ukraine there is no respite care, no nurses that come to visit, no programs to improve his mobility or stretch his muscles. He lays in bed every day of every month for the last three and a half years since his car accident left him immobile.
Tonight we hosted a banquet at a local restaurant for invalids living in Nikopol (the town we are staying in). There were 55 men, women and children who came to the dinner. Mary says some were war veterans, others had mental disabilities. I met a single mother with two kids. She brought her daughter Anya, a 16 year old girl with mental development problems. The child looked like she was 9 or 10 years old. The mother told me it is so hard to take care of her and her son, and she longs to live in a place like Canada where there is better care for families with disabled children.
At the banquet some of the team members shared their testimonies, a local pastor gave the salvation message and nine people became Christians. Then we handed out food and hygiene hampers. Many of those who came walked with crutches or canes and the 20 kg bags of food would be impossible for them to carry home. So with the team money they paid for taxis to take many of the guests home, and some were driven home in the vans we use to get around.
Justin helped one couple get into a taxi at the end of the banquet. The husband was paralyzed on the right side of his body. He had to swing his whole body to move his leg or his arm. The effort he needed to get down just a simple roadside curb was hard to watch, Justin shares. He got the injury from serving in the army, and he’s been that way for 15 years. His wife had a hard time helping him. Justin said it was hard to imagine how they cope.
It was hard to watch all of that. Sometimes I have very little patience for people who choose to do drugs or alcohol and then get trapped in it because I figure at one point in their lives they had a choice. For people who are born with legs that don’t work, with brains that are broken or other physical ailments, I find it much more of a challenge to handle emotionally because they did not have a choice. They were so helpless, these people. And there is basically no social system here in the Ukraine to help the disabled.
Even though this was a very challenging day, we saw God. We saw His hand on the lives of those we met. I wish I could say something more profound, but I feel drained and I need time to sort this all out in my head. Thank you so much for reading.
I thank Pastor John and Nadia for praying for Dachemie and her family. I pray that through her life many will come to Christ.
I pray for you (Lorene) and Justin too that God will lift the burdens that have been put on your hearts. That through the eyes of Jesus you see His children that need love, affection and compassion, not pity. I pray that you would find encouragement through his Scriptures and in the service that you are doing in His mighty name.
Thank you for serving. Thank you for your compassion. And praise to supporters who have made this journey possible!