He died alone in the cold, damp, darkness. There was nobody to hold his hand. Nobody loved him. Nobody cared. Nobody even wanted him. Nobody missed him after he was gone.
I first met NewPoe in mid April. He came to my clinic all swollen up. I was very concerned because he was only 27 years old and now he has kidney failure. The man with him assured us that he would take him to Meta hospital. But we found out 2 months later that NewPoe never went to the hospital and now he was very sick at the point of death in CooDooMai village. He could not take care of himself and nobody wanted to take care of him. Nobody wanted him anywhere near them. Somebody had built a crude shelter for him out of tarpaulin outside of the village. Rice was brought to him occasionally.
His history: When NewPoe was a very little boy, his parents both died from opium abuse. He lived with his aunt for a while, but became friends with a boy in GeGhah village, who’s parents were kind to him, took him into their home and bought him a Thai citizenship card. He stayed with them for some time, but was a very naughty, unappreciative boy. Like his biological parents he became addicted to opium and other harsh, jungle drugs. He did not attend school, but was drafted into the army where his naughty behavior got him into trouble. He could not understand the Thai language, therefore the sergeant did not like him. Finally he left AWOL from the army, which is a serious offense, punishable by fines and jail time. So he is hiding and using drugs, and is selfishly, all-around, naughty.
After we heard about his deplorable condition in CooDooMai village, we went to visit him and evaluate his condition. It was now mid-June. I could smell it from far away! Down the mountainside was a crude shelter made of tarp. There he lay in his own filth. It was a horrible sight and a place for only the strongest stomachs to enter!
He couldn’t even lift the cover off his feet to show me how swollen they were. His breath was gasping and when he coughed it sounded like he would loose all his insides. How pitiful! How my heart ached for him! He has no one to care for him, no one to pray for him. We prayed with him right there in that stinking filthy cesspit.
We must take him to the hospital, but we need help to carry him out to our truck. Nobody wanted to help. Finally a few men volunteered to carry him, but we had to wait a long time while they drank a lot of alcohol to numb their senses. It was a terrible job.
We had brought a mat and a couple of new wool blankets, of which we had to burn later, but we are off to the hospital. New Poe had 2 brothers, one was in Myanmar not far away. He came for a couple of days, but the other brother in Bangkok could care less. NewPoe was sent to the big hospital in MaeSot where he stayed for almost 2 months, then they transferred him back to the smaller hospital in Meta to receive treatments. This was good news to me because he didn’t need peritoneal dialysis! I was greatly encouraged by this! However the village people called BletJhaw saying: “If he leaves the hospital please do NOT bring him back to our village! We do NOT want him here!” But wouldn’t you know it, NewPoe left Meta hospital AMA, (against medical advice), and did not continue his treatments. We lost track of his where abouts for a while, but learned that he had returned to the hospital later. He was worse, so they sent him to MaeSot where he was put on Peritoneal dialysis. Of course NewPoe would never continue to flush his abdomen three times a day!
Now BletJhaw and I are out for his surgery, returning to BYT September 24. The people of CooDooMai told us that they had exiled NewPoe far away from them. They put him in a small abandoned gasoline shelter on the top of the mountain where the north winds blow. There are a couple of old abandoned houses up there. Nobody lives anywhere near!
When we stepped into this tiny 6ft by 6ft mossy, damp, compartment we were surprised at how good he looked! The room did not smell because he could walk outside! His face was swollen, but arms and legs looked better and he was more alert!
We had brought some food for him, and BletJhaw had a lovely prayer with him about Jesus, His love and forgiveness and heaven! As we walked away we said to each other, we have some time with him, maybe he can be like the thief on the cross – we can visit often, pray and talk with him. Also we were excited to bring him an audio Bible next time! That was on September 24.
It was Thursday, September 29 when we were treating the sick in LaGlah village when BletJhaw got a phone call from the people in CooDooMai village. Sometime in the night NewPoe had passed away!
This is the last we saw of him.
Nobody cared …But I did
Nobody cried …But I did
Nobody misses him …But I do
Nobody loves him …But Jesus does
BletJhaw is so much better now than he has been for the past 6 years! Thank you for your prayers! Now we can return to BYT!
This year, the rainy season brought way less rain than usual; the ground stayed pretty dry right up until the time we were ready to return to BYT. Then it rained hard! A storm had come in from Vietnam, and after that storm passed it just kept raining. But we determined however, that on Thursday, September 24, we would go to BYT no matter what. Wednesday night it rained all night, but after heartfelt prayer the next morning, and under cloudy skies we set out on the motorbike carrying all the food we could manage to load on that bike! The road was slippery and wet, so we put the chain on the back tire and did not wreck one single time, although I abandoned the bike out of necessity and slid down a few steeps on my own a couple of times!
Just after we arrived to our home and stepped inside, the clouds broke loose in a violent downpour and we watched in amazement the wonderful power of God who holds the weather in check for two little medical missionaries returning to their sacred, divinely appointed work in the jungles of NW Thailand! Soon something in the sky caught my attention and caught my breath! There it was – something I had prayed to see this day – something full of reassurance and tender care from my loving Heavenly Father! A rainbow! I saw Jesus smile upon me in that beautiful sight! God always shows me that He remembers me when He sets His bow in the clouds at the most strategic times in my life. I am so in love with Him!
You can imagine the mess that greeted our eyes when we walked into our house after it had sat vacant for 2 months of the rainy season! Mildew and mold, dead bugs and lizards of all sizes and shapes, all the mess they leave behind, spiders and cobwebs. All the clothes in our boxes were moldy and smelly. We set in with a vengeance and disinfected that house from top to bottom. It took us 4 hours of non-stop scrubbing, but so rewarding. I just love being back. I’m singing all the day long!
The next day, Friday was a busy day. Most of the patients had waited 2 months to see us! I pulled out 3 teeth that day, two were easy,
but one lady took me about 30 minutes to pull her tooth! It was a strong upper 2nd molar that had broken in half when she bit into something hard. Therefore it was difficult to get a good grip on it with a cowhorn extraction instrument. She had been in a lot of pain with it, so I knew I must succeed in pulling it out. Very rewarding when finally it came loose and popped out! Three complete roots – nothing broke off! So nice!
My patients are all very thankful and good because they are so happy that I am there and they can get rid of the offending teeth!
Also on that Friday we were asked to have 2 different worships. One was in DJ’s distant rice garden. These rice gardens represent a LOT of hard work. It was a worship of thanksgiving for the lovely family and the good rice crop, which was growing tall and beautiful! I was so happy that BletJhaw was able to hike about an hour one way over a very steep slippery mountainside. It poured with rain while I was leading out the worship in the little rice hut, and continued raining when we ate our food afterwards. This made it extra hard to track out – so steep – so slippery, but what a blessing!
After many more patients, BletJhaw conducted Friday evening vespers in the church. I couldn’t stop smiling. I was so happy to meet with the people! Directly after the vespers we went to SiGler’s house in the village because he had requested worship for his family and many church members came along. They have 2 children ages 9 months and 3 years. SiGler had been raised Buddhist. But had been baptized into our SDA church 2 years ago, however he had a hard time letting go of the superstitions and traditions that he grew up with. Last week he told us that he saw a python. This is a bad omen in the Buddhist faith if you have a child under one year old. You can expect something bad to happen to that child after seeing a python. SiGler is afraid and called us to have worship in his home. I am very sad for him because he is still clinging to his old ways. It’s my turn to do this worship and I pray that God spoke to the hearts of this family. Oh may they see the mighty power of God and His love and watch care for them. May they turn their hearts in faith and belief in Him as their personal Saviour. He is all they need. John 8:32 “Ye shall know the truth, and the truth shall make you free!” Free of superstitions and free of fear!
What a blessed Sabbath! The little children had missed me. They pressed in beside me during the meetings! How I love that! We have three church meetings on Sabbath: Six thirty a.m. worship, nine thirty SS and church, and 5:00pm AY meeting. BletJhaw did the early morning worship, and SS. I did the sermon titled: “Longing for Heaven.” Somehow I feel that most of the congregation is with me when I preach. I experienced the freedom to speak to these beautiful people today. The Holy Spirit is in our midst. Peace and joy flood my heart.
Sunday dawns sunny and bright! It is a church work bee today to cut all the weeds surrounding the church and our house! About 20 people show up, men and women. They are very strong and used to cutting everything with those machetes! Also there were 4 weed eaters at work. We all cut, hoed, and chopped those six foot weeds all morning and into the afternoon. A transformation has taken place. The jungle has been pushed back and now you can see our house and church property once again!
To God be the glory! I am His and He is mine!
Yes! High Intensity Interval Training! HIIT
I believe the hardest thing for me in my entire missionary experience is waiting 2 months for BletJhaw to recover enough to return to BYT. I am happy knowing we are in God’s will, but what would the Lord have me to do during this down time? Sure, I usually go to America for 2 months during this exact time, but there I am busy visiting family and preaching in churches. Now there is nothing for me to do and this year I really miss seeing my boys and my sister and speak English to American people! But Paul says: “Whatsoever state I am, therewith to be content.” Phil 4:11 And: “Be content with such things as ye have for he hath said, I will never leave thee, nor forsake thee!” Hebrews 13:5 So God is here and it is a valuable time for me to grow closer to Him, pray and prepare for my further work in BYT.
As usual, the sick always find me wherever I am, and God gave me opportunity to encourage and help the sick!
Then I found Barbara O’Neill, an Australian lady who is exactly my age! She and her husband run “Misty Mountain Health Retreat,” in Australia. I began to listen to her health lectures on YouTube and was magnetically attracted to the inspirational things she so simply and clearly presented! I discovered that many things I learned in nursing school – things the medical world practices, is a myth! Things such as:
- Putting patients on cholesterol lowering medication if their levels reach 200. The body, especially the brain needs cholesterol. It cannot function without cholesterol. Since patients have been using the cholesterol lowering medication you see a sharp rise in dementia, Alzheimer’s disease, memory loss, breast cancer to name a few. And who says LDL was the bad type of Cholesterol? The body doesn’t make anything that is bad for you.
- Salt: The low sodium diet for HTN (Hypertension)is wrong. The body needs salt. We cry salt, we sweat salt, we urinate salt. Use Himalayan salt or Celtic salt, which has 82 minerals in it. Drink 8 glasses of water a day and with it eat a crystal of Celtic/Himalayan salt! It will stop the swelling in your legs and feet. Use it in your cooking.
- Fats: It is not fats in the diet that cause you to gain weight and produce atherosclerosis, it is the wrong type of fats. Our bodies need fats. The brain in particular needs fat. People go on a fat free diet, but it doesn’t work, they still have strokes and heart attacks.
- Calcium for bones: There is no calcium in bones. Bones are made up of 12 different minerals and none of them are calcium. Cows milk is not good for bones or humans!
The body was made to heal itself if given the right conditions. Three of the right conditions are found in the diet. Go on a plant based diet, and eliminate these three things:
- Carbohydrates. This is all gluten, breads, pancakes, cake, pastries, muffins, cookies, biscuits, pasta, processed foods, even rice and potatoes. The reason to avoid all gluten including whole wheat and white flour, is that since the 1990’s a hybridized wheat was invented which has a fatter stem and produces much more grain. This hybridized wheat is composed of hard, thick cells and takes a cast iron stomach to digest it. This is why so many people have developed gluten intolerance now. There are some non-gluten grains that are good and breads made with sour dough are better for digestion.
- Dairy. Humans do not need dairy and cows milk. That is produced for the little calves who have 5 stomachs to digest it.It is not good for you and it does not contain calcium anyway!
- Sugar. It is a toxin to the body.
These three things are what is causing strokes, heart attacks , obesity and atherosclerosis! So what do I eat? Good question:
Of course it is very good to have generous amounts of legumes, fruits and vegetables. Fats/oil that breakdown easily when heated should not be used, but coconut oil and olive oil have a solid fatty acid chain and can handle more heat if you want to fry and cook with it. Use the fats in raw nuts, raw seeds, avocado, extra virgin coconut oil and extra virgin olive oil.
I could go on and on! And I will go on and on with this because they have asked me to teach a class in the MaeSot Karen Adventist Seminary school on health and natural remedies. Thanks to Barbara O’Neill I have a lot of very helpful things to teach them.
I have also learned about exercise! As you know I LOVE exercise and have been extremely active all my life. Up until now I have run 2 miles almost every single morning. But I found out that long runs just wear down your body and it tries to defend and protect itself! What really increases your strength and promotes health to all your organs is HIIT: High Intensity Interval training! Instead of taking 30-40 mins in the morning to run long distances, I only need about 12 minutes! Run uphill as fast and hard as you can for 30 seconds, then walk or jog back down the hill for 30 seconds or one minute, then repeat the mad dash up the hill for 30 seconds. I thought, wow, 30 seconds is too easy, but when I challenged the sheer and steep mountain in front of our house in BYT I found myself huffing and puffing, tongue hanging out and feel like dying! That is good! That is high intensity! Do this 6 times. Finished! Take a cold bath, drink water and begin your day! You probably will not get diabetes living like this because the pancreas produces more insulin, and all the organs are stimulated into good health.
Seeing as how I had more time on my hands than usual, I also added a 30 minute HIIT workout in the afternoon. I downloaded some very good workout sessions on my computer and added weights to my hands! And that’s not all! I got a rebounder! This mini trampoline is a must for everybody! Only 10 minutes a day increases your strength and cleans out your lymphatic system! Your lymph system is a network of vessels much like the veins and arteries only it carries lymphocytes which act like brooms to sweep away all toxins, poisons and waste from your body. The rebounder is the only thing that really helps your lymphatic system. As you jump up and reach the height of the jump, all the little “gates” in the lymph vessels open. At the bottom of the jump they all close, thus your circulation and health improves, and you get stronger! It does so much more than this, just look up Barbara O’Neill on HIIT exercise and all her other topics. It will not be a waste of your time!! I have already given 3 rebounders away when I talk to people around me about good health they want to try it! They make great gifts!
Now I am returning to BYT to resume my work. I am strong! I have always felt very good every day, but now I feel supper good, super strong and fit! I see a difference in walking to villages, working with the villagers, climbing the mountains, and even hanging onto the back of that motorbike for hours! My left knee used to have a little pain after about an hour of riding. When I had to suddenly jump off and walk down the muddy hill it would take some time to work it out. Now I have no more trouble with anything! I am even memorizing the Bible quicker and found a new love for memorizing scripture! I am so thankful to God for the health and strength that I enjoy, especially in this work that He has called me to do because it is quite strenuous most every day! I am also so thankful for BletJhaw because for the first time in 6 years he is now able to begin an exercise program and has no more pain, or intervals when he has to lay down and rest! He is getting stronger every day. We just cannot contain ourselves from singing God’s praises and sharing His love in our medical missionary work!
I plead with God to be faithful, that though I am least of the least of all the saints, that I will be together with Jesus in heaven at last. My secret longing is to be translated without seeing death, but should He lay me to rest before that great day of the Lord, I pray that I will be as Moses when he died; “His eye was not dim, nor his natural force abated.” Deuteronomy 34:7 He was strong and climbed up the ruggedly rocky, high, Mount Nebo to the top of Pisgah. Where the Lord laid him to rest.
“There arose not a prophet since in Israel like unto Moses, whom the Lord knew face to face.” Deuteronomy 34:10
THE GREATER THE LOVE THE GREATER THE PAIN Quotes from DA chapter 73
Were you ever in the desperate position of watching a loved one suffer physically?
Did you wish with all your heart you could take the pain and bear it for him?
Did you suffer mental anguish because there was nothing you could do?
Did you sit there and pray with a broken heart for God to please take the pain away?
Did it seem that the torture of those darkest hours would never end?
I suppose we have all been there because we live in a dreadfully wicked, wretched world. The greater our love, for the person, the greater our pain!
To be quite honest with you, I have been in this position several times in the past – all painful memories impossible to erase. But I want to talk about the latest time with BletJhaw waking up after surgery. He is my son you know. We have a huge history of struggling together out in the Jungle Mountains. We miss our families out there. We are often too hot, too cold, too wet, too hungry, too thirsty and too weary as we constantly minister to the sick and suffering. Going all-out, giving it all we’ve got to bring both physical and spiritual relief in all types of places, various weather conditions, and formidable, deplorable nasty roads, and nerve wracking situations with wild elephants etc! BletJhaw has always been my constant companion and support when my feet are slipping and sliding down the mountainside in the dark, when the poisonous snakes slither by, and the muddy quicksand sucks me down. I only have love and respect for him….But now!
Surgery is always painful, but this one is worse than most. I am beside the bed at Rajavej Hospital in Chiang Mai, thinking, why did I allow this surgery to take place? Oh if I could just go back in time and cancel all this suffering? Why did we go through with this anyway? Anything to stop this pain! But my logic has to admit that this was the only way for him to be able to continue our strenuous mission work in the isolated mountains.
Now he is writhing in pain, tears are falling unbidden and unrecognized by the silent sufferer. I bring a wet cloth and wipe his face. I look at Jerry, (BletJhaw’s brother-in-law), on the other side of the bed. I see tears in his eyes. I realize that my own face is wet with tears. I give Jerry lip balm for the dry lips. I am helpless. I can do nothing but pray and wait. We sit there on either side of the bed silent and broken for what seemed like an eternity.
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…And then there is Jesus.
I do not want the sufferings and cross of Jesus to be this common thing that I have heard all my life. I want to see it afresh. Jesus is staggering, and groaning. Twice he would have fallen to the earth if His disciples had not supported Him. Alone He fell to the ground in the Garden of Gethsemane. Sin was separating Him from the Father. “The gulf was so broad, so black, so deep, that His spirit shuddered before it. . . He must endure the wrath of God against transgression… Hitherto He had been as an intercessor for others, now He longed to have an intercessor for Himself.” What a dreadful hour! “Satan told Him that if He became surety for a sinful world, the separation would eternal. He would be identified with Satan’s kingdom, and would nevermore be one with God. And what could be gained by this sacrifice? How hopeless appeared the guilt and ingratitude of men! “
Oh what torture to the Son of God! He possessed a divine nature that He could easily use to save Himself from this agony. But in order for Him to save us, He must bear it all in His human nature! Oh the mystery of godliness!
“Behold Him contemplating the price to be paid for the human soul. In His agony He clings to the cold ground, as if to prevent Himself from being drawn farther from God. The chilling dew of night falls upon His prostrate form, but He heeds it not. From His pale lips comes the bitter cry, “O My Father, if it be possible, let this cup pass from me.” Yet even now He adds: “Nevertheless not as I will, but as Thou wilt.”
“The human heart longs for sympathy in suffering. This longing Christ felt to the very depths of His being.” But the disciples could offer no sympathy or comfort when He needed it most, even though He had always spoken words of sympathy for them. They were sleeping while He was suffering superhuman agony. Blood actually dripped from the pores of His skin! When His disciples awakened at the voice of Jesus, and saw His blood stained face, they were afraid. They could hardly recognize Him, His face was so changed by anguish.
Now there is silence in heaven. God is suffering with His Son. All heaven is filled with grief. No harp was played; no voice of singing and praise was heard. I feel like faces were wet with tears all over heaven. Angels longed to bring relief, but no, all they could do was stand and watch. If we could see the sight that the angels saw that day, of God separating the beams of light, love and glory from His beloved Son, we would better understand how offensive in His sight is sin! We would not keep sinning for sure! An angel comes from heaven to do the job that the disciples had failed to do. Without this encouragement Jesus would have died right then. But the angel takes his head in his lap and points to heaven telling Him about: “The souls that would be saved as the result of His sufferings…He would see a multitude of the human race saved eternally saved.”
I believe at this moment when the cup trembled in our Saviour’s hand, Jesus saw my face! He saw your face! He knew how helpless we are and powerless to resist the devil. He saw the horrid destruction that would come upon us. “His decision is made. He will save men at any cost to Himself…that through Him perishing millions may gain everlasting life!”
“Oh dear Jesus,” I cry. “The GREATER YOUR LOVE THE GREATER YOUR REJOICING as I choose Your gift of Eternal Life purchased for me at such an infinite price!
“This world is not our home.”
I have never ever experienced such physical pain in my life!
However, this suffering has placed a great longing in my heart, not just to recover and continue my life in health and strength, but to live beyond this life forever with Jesus. Already I see how God is using this experience to give me more sympathy for others.
At the writing of this message I am still in great pain, but I see God clearer and dearer as my personal friend and doctor, because He is working all things out together for good! I am full of courage and hope because the best is yet to come!
This is a special thank-you for all your sincere prayers.
July 30, 2020 was a day to be remembered and yet a day we wish to forget! BletJhaw was wheeled into the surgery room at 11:20a.m. We had put this procedure off for several years, but now it was imperative that it be done. Hemorrhoids had set in over 5 years ago, and despite all the remedies and treatments, they continued to get worse, until his quality of life was greatly compromised, and his days were filled with pain.
I reminisce on the past 10 years of medical missionary life with BletJhaw by my side. When God gives you a job to do, He gives you what you need to accomplish the work. For me, He gave me much more than I asked or even dreamed of, He gave me BletJhaw who has a heart just like mine, with a passion to reach the lost before it is too late. We are united in this work. I marvel at BletJhaw’s wisdom, common sense, courage, preparedness, longsuffering, diligence, integrity and humility! Together we have faced the danger of snakes and elephants as we take care of the physical and spiritual health of the people. We have braved the impossible roads and many times barely escaped with our lives. We have trudged for hours with medical supplies on our backs, balancing over the water on narrow logs or a bridge of 2 bamboo poles, and climbed up – up – up the steep mountains in the pouring rain, water rushing down as we made our way against the tide! Leeches fasten quickly to our feet and legs before there is time and balance enough to pull them off, and snakes get in the way and have to be killed. The mountains often produce large landslides which suck our feet down deeper with each step! We have driven in the truck sometimes 4-8 hours for days on end, getting patients to the hospital and taking them home. We have rushed to distant villages on the motorbike in answer to the call for help. Patients pour into our clinic any hour of the day or night and usually at the most in-convenient moments, interrupting our cooking, eating, bathing, gardening, sleeping, and even interrupting our sermons – midstream at times! We meet in hut after hut, village after village to relieve the sick and suffering and offer hope and freedom from their fears and superstitions, praying and telling the simple Bible stories. BletJhaw faithfully and accurately interprets all my sermons, putting in all the emphasis, earnestness, pleading, humor, or sadness, that the topic calls for. He sings and plays the guitar with all simplicity and beauty. Alone on our knees we plead for our little Seventh-Day Adventist church, the church members, the none members, the Buddhist, the Devil worshipers and those so ignorant and poor they don’t worship, don’t read, don’t write, and don’t know there is a better way!
Yes, we can count many times that our lives should have been taken, (Eight times for me personally that I know of), yet with God at the helm here we are today! And the privilege and thrill of this sacred work gets more and more intense as this old world plunges rapidly into it’s final hours. We see more and more of the beautiful glory of God and feel the intense longing that He has for His children in these heathen villages to be with Him eternally!
Life has come to a screeching halt suddenly. Our lives are in a totally new dimension. BletJhaw’s surgery has brought him so much suffering and pain. I see him writhing in agony. Jerry and I just sit there and cry with him. What can we do? My heart is torn and aching for him: ‘ThaGaNya Pado’ -is the Karen word for, ‘Great heart pity.” We are in the city; I am a jungle girl driving in great metropolis of Chiang Mai city, out of my comfort zone! When BletJhaw is feeling some better we can travel the 7-hour drive back to his family and wait for his complete recovery when we will return to BYT. But until then we pray and wait on the Lord! He has a grand purpose in all our painful situations and when we get to heaven we will see how our trials helped us and others get there. I pray that somehow through this experience we were a shining light to others. My sister said, “God never wastes our suffering! It is the greatest privilege to suffer with Him!” We are comforted and content to be reminded that God knows what He is doing. It is time to be quiet and search our hearts. The all-important question: “Is my robe spotless?
“The rapidly diminishing space of time between us and eternity should more deeply impress us. Every day that passes makes one less left us to complete our work of perfecting character. Mar. 220.5
(Now it is Friday, August 7. I drove the long way back to Khane Chue 2 days ago. BletJhaw handled the trip quite well. Each day finds him improving! Praise the Lord! We both want to thank you with all our hearts for your lovely prayers)!
I have missed many stories here in my web page. Time has flown by and internet is unavailable. If I find any of the stories I have written I will put them in, even if the dates are not chronological.
As you know BletJhaw and I have worked in this part of God’s vineyard for over 10 years now. God has clearly renewed His contract with me to continue on in BeYoTa year after year. I have not been released from this work by any means! My biggest test was this year when I visited my 96-year-old mother. God came even closer to me than ever before to lovingly tell me that He wants me to continue in BeYoTa, putting Him first before my family. I did not know it but that was my last time to see her well. She passed away last December 22. Feeling my deep loss, and in my grief and sorrow, I am thrilled to know God’s will for my life and to have the assurance that my mother understood also, and agreed that God was vividly telling us both His will.
For every loss I have experienced in my life, I have felt more love for others. Now that I suffer my biggest loss, I feel an all-consuming love and passion to reach the lost. By God’s grace I will carry my mother’s torch and cling to Jesus heading His instructions in just how to do my work.
Since my mother’s death the work here has shockingly opened right up, and I know I am carrying her torch to the finish line by His grace alone!!
For ten years I have been running 2 miles almost every morning to WaSuTa, (WST). There is a Baptist pastor there with a small Baptist church, so I pause in WST and pray for that pastor and those church members almost every day that they will come to the truth!!!
Oh how true is Galatians 6:9 “Let us not be weary in well doing, for in due season we shall reap, if we faint not.” Because: LISTEN TO THIS!! Just now there are 4 families that have been members in that Baptist church, who are eagerly studying with us to join the Seventh-Day Adventist church! In one family, the wife is the Baptist pastor’s wife’s sister!
I could not do a stitch of work here without BletJhaw by my side. He is musically talented and his conscience is as true to duty as the needle to the pole! His faithful perseverance through thick and thin clearly shows that his heart is one with mine in reaching the lost. At times we each have felt the pangs of keen disappointment and suffering. “Days when troubles harass the soul, till death seems preferable to life.” PK 162.1 But God is faithful! He is saying, “I will hold thy right hand, fear not I will help thee!” Isaiah 41:10 He is enough!!
Tomorrow we drive to Chiang Mai and BletJhaw will have hemorrhoid surgery. (Hemorrhoidectomy). He has been plagued with this problem for over 5 years, but now it is so much worse that he cannot put surgery off any longer. We request your prayers please. I know God wants us back to work in BYT quickly, especially as we want to continue our Bible studies with these 4 families, treat the sick and preach the gospel! We will be so encouraged to know you are praying! Love to all!
You are all very special to me! Your love, prayers and support greatly help me to keep pressing on! The pandemic has not been felt in a big way over here. -Of course we are deep in the jungle! We now can continue to treat the patients, pulling teeth, doing sutures, removing injured toenails, as well as many medical problems and skin problems. Thailand has been very careful with their COVID-19 rules and regulations, and the people here have been very obedient! (Probably because they will receive a large fine and/or prison for 2 years if they disobey)!
I have personally felt the attacks of the devil in so many ways recently, till I could hardly hold my head up, but I have learned that when this happens it means God is about to do something great! My part is just to keep hanging onto the hand of God.
The light really did break through though, let me tell you! Three families who had been members of the Baptist Church in WST are studying with us and want to keep the Seventh Day Sabbath and join our church! I have been praying for that Baptist Pastor and all the people of that church to turn to the truth for 11 years! I run almost every morning to WST and there overlooking the Baptist Church I pray for them! Therefore this verse is very dear to me:
“Let us not be weary in well doing, for in due season we shall reap, if we faint not!”
By God’s grace there shall be no fainting here!! The people we are now studying the Bible with are all eager to learn the truth! There is no greater joy!!
MeLoDa and SueDa
MeLoDa is a 23-year-old BYT girl who is close to nine months pregnant with her first child. She has become very large with this pregnancy and I am concerned that she might have a difficult time in delivery, especially as she plans to have the baby at home and not go to the hospital.
On Friday evening her husband came to our home asking for a hot water bottle, stating that she was experiencing a little pain. He was unconcerned and thought her due date was still not up. However the next day I was told that her water had broken the night before prior to the time her husband asked for the hot water bottle! Now she still has not delivered the baby, and states she cannot feel the baby moving anymore! Immediately we prepare to take her to MeDooGlow hospital. The roads are better now, so it takes less than 2 hours to get there. The hospital took her immediately to Omkoi hospital.
As soon as we arrived back in BYT, SueDa’s husband chased us down, asking if we could please take his wife to the hospital. She was worse. We must turn around and go all the way back to MDG! We drove to her house in WST to check her. It is exceedingly hard to get the truck in to her house. The road is dreadful and such a small space on the side of the mountain to turn around. As I told you in the last letter this girl had sustained a fever and very intense leg pain for over two weeks since her delivery. When I checked her I found that she was in such terrible pain she refused to go to the hospital. I told her I had a strong injection I could give her for pain, just enough to allow her to make it out of her house in into our truck. She consented to that and her husband took me home on his motorbike to get it.
After the injection we waited 20 minutes and then proceeded to attempt transferring her onto a “Hammock” attached to bamboo. My heart goes out to her. It was very difficult for her, but BletJhaw and the husband did a great job of carrying her down the difficult bamboo steps and steep descent to our truck. I felt so jubilant to finally see her settled in the back of our truck. Though she still suffered quite a lot during the transfer, she would not have made it without that shot.
I feel so thankful to God because both of these girls got the proper care. We heard that MeLoDa had to be transferred to the large hospital in Chiang Mai, but she finally had a healthy baby girl and may be returning home in 3 days. SueDa is also in a larger hospital undergoing treatments.
Please pray for wisdom to do healthcare and the Holy Spirit to reach the lost in this area.