48 hours ago I was holding a child who was unconscious; a small, bony little girl who was barely breathing. A child that had been neglected for so many years, that she was literally starving to death. A girl who was dying because for the past 10 years she’s been hungry….and had no food.
48 hours ago, I felt sure that Nabakoza was going to be with Jesus. That at any moment she would leave this earth, headed to heaven where a heavenly host would welcome her with open arms. I was certain there was no way she could survive. How could she when no doctors would agree to treat her…? Each time another hospital refused to care for her, hope faded a little more.
48 short hours ago we were driving franticly through the city of Kampala, in the middle of the night; searching for anyone who would even give her a second glance. I was terrified. Hysterical. Sad. Angry. In one of our last attempts, I (along with Shana) ran into a hospital barefoot; carrying Nabakoza in my arms like a small infant. No one even looked up...and after sitting on a cold floor for over an hour, the Dr told me to leave her existing IV in and take her home. Take her home?
48 hours ago we drove back into Masese, pulled into our home…and I placed Nabakoza in her bed. We piled every blanket we had on her, and put boiling water in plastic bottles. I started her IV, then Shana and I sat…we cried. We prayed. We waited…
Today, Nabakoza is awake! She can sit up. She is eating small amounts of food and keeping it down! She can move a little bit, and make noises in response! Today Nabakoza is very much ALIVE!!!
Here in Uganda, malnutrition is a fact of life. It is real. It is part of life. And death happens every day as a result. It infuriates me that all over the world right now children are dying of starvation. I want to change it. I want to make it better. I want to “fix” it. And I can’t, but I know someone who can! I know someone who is BIGGER than the worlds hunger problem; someone who is so powerful, who breathes the breath of life. Life!
I know that Nabakoza is alive today because God decided to save her, what other explanation is there? It’s not because she received good medical care, or because of any medicine that was put into her body, she had neither of those things. No, God decided He’s not yet finished with her here on this earth. Even if that just means he wants to leave her here a few more days, He has a purpose. Maybe He just wanted to show off to the world; to proclaim his greatness to the nations. To help His children remember…to remember He IS mighty to save!
I serve a God of miracles. I and I just watched one unfold before my eyes!