NauTee

It was midnight straight up when we heard a woman knocking and yelling at our front door.  The rain was coming down and she had just carried her 10 year old son all the way up the 2 steep hills to our clinic.  One look at NauTee told me he was in terrible trouble.  With a temperature of 105.6 degrees he was at the point of seizures and convulsions.  His chills were so severe he could not talk or get a breath.  His face, hands, and feet, were blue and white, his body stiff.  Quickly I tore the heavy blanket and jacket off and BletJhaw and I began to wash with cool water.  Finally we were able to get him to swallow paracetamol, but the chills continued.  BletJhaw stayed up all night with him.  The antibiotic for scrub typhus kicked in during the next day.  Praise the Lord for th!is precious, happy and thankful boy.  So thankful to God!  So happy we can save lives and teach eternal life!

 

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Fighting Through the Mud

These pictures denote just part of our trip to MeDeLeGwee village today on the motorbike to treat the sick.  I only fell off onto my back in the mud one time!  Soft landing – – – no pain!  Just messy appearance all day!

Don’t forget, we’ve got to come back the same way!

 

 

Fighting our way for over an hour one way.

 

Tired of the mud.  Only approximately 4 or 5 more weeks of this!

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Thara Jerry

We have just hired Thara Jerry!  He is the first one ever to want to work permanently with us in BYT.

Please meet Thara Jerry.  Do you remember him?  He is the one who joined us when we spent a week in MeDeLeGwee village last March.  He is an excellent cook and really adds a lot to our singing, prayers and worships etc.

Jerry is BletJhaw’s brother-in-law.  We are overjoyed to have him here with us, especially me because I have officially resigned and retired from the kitchen!  Now even though we must work with the patients, we will not miss our meals or be so very late with them.  Jerry will have a meal ready!  He is like a magician. He can make something tasty out of almost nothing!!

 

Please welcome him to our team!

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Wild Elephant Face to Face!

Rainy season takes its toll on all of us out here in the jungle. Presently I have a kidney infection, a bad cold, and the “Jungle rot” in my scalp. We have met a hooded cobra face to face, I have tripped right over 2 dreadful snakes and met a wild elephant face to face!

Of all these things I think the later is the most lethal! It happened this way:

ChaPoo, age 65 from WaSuTah is very painfully sick. We must take him to Meta hospital, but his son must first get him out on a motorbike, then we will get our truck and take him the rest of the way.

We make it to the big pagoda, but soon after that we meet up with 5 other men and a lady. They are shaking with fear and tell us not to proceed – a wild elephant is just ahead. We wait for a long time, then decide to proceed with caution. There are 3 motorbikes with 6 people. Nobody wants to go first, so BletJhaw and I go ahead, rounding one corner, 2 corners and now 3. The heavy clouds have sunk down upon us so that it is impossible to see too far ahead, but our eyes are straining in every direction. We are praying for God’s protection. People get killed in situations like this. Suddenly we see it – a large ‘boulder’ beside the road on the right. I don’t remember a large rock just there – no – not a rock – that’s the elephant! He lifts his massive head! I leap off the back of the bike while BletJhaw pivots it around, then I jump back on. The other 2 motorbikes do the same and we roar back at top speed, all the while I am looking behind to see if he is charging us.

Now we wait again. All the other people leave and go back to their villages, but we must get this man to the hospital. After another hour or so, we hear just beside us to the left, a loud roar and trumpeting sound of the elephant. We leap on the bike and go back farther. What seems like an hour later we go again, this time we do not see the elephant and praise the Lord, ChaPoo makes it to the hospital.

(In this picture we are in a very dangerous situation. Waiting with our ‘get-away vehicles’ at the top of the mountain. ChaPoo is the one in the back)

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Another Life Saved in the Nick of Time!

My first look at DiTee told me she was dying. She lay there on a pile of dirty blankets in the bamboo hut, just skin and bones, eyes sunk in, clammy, cool, pale skin, and even exuding the smell of death. She had a high fever, and intense pain all over her body especially in the abdomen. When she moved even one arm up in the air it took great pain and effort to put it where she wanted it. She is 28 years old and has 2 small children.

Her diagnosis: SLE (Systemic Lupus Eryth)

This disease does not have to be fatal if treated with steroids, but can be quite severe or life threatening because it knocks the immune system out, therefore secondary infections come easily.

Oh, poor suffering humanity, how I long before Jesus can come and end this long reign of sickness, suffering, sorrow and sin.

We will have a very hard time taking her to the hospital because it is rainy season and she is way to fragile to struggle up that mountain on the back of a motorbike. They hire a truck to take them the long way to the big pagoda. It is late coming because they had a very hard time. BletJhaw and I take the motorbike to the main highway and return with our truck on the concrete part to meet them.

After a long drive and much pain on her part we get the silent sufferer to MaeSot hospital. Fortunately I meet a kind doctor in the Emergency who looks past her filthy dirty, smelly clothes and carefully examines, diagnoses and treats her. She is admitted to the hospital for over 3 weeks.

When she is dismissed, she is still very weak and sick. We never took pictures of her before her treatment. It somehow seemed so unkind to photograph such wretchedness.

We offered to take them to their relatives’ house, which they indicated was not too far away! WRONG! It took over an hour on the worst roads imaginable. If it had rained during that time we never would have made it. But God wanted that sick girl to get there!

Husband has a difficult time

 

 

With deep gratitude I sense more of the love of God for my people, when I see Him miraculously hold the storms back, stop the rain, push us up the treacherous places, hold us back from falling off the cliffs, so the sick can be taken care of. Surely He came to this world “That they may have life, and that they might have it more abundantly!” John 10:10

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All in One Day!

Today is, August 20, 2017. We bow our heads together and pray on the front porch before we begin our hike to LaGlah village in the rain. We have a late start because so many patients came this morning making it difficult to eat our breakfast and pack the medicine. Our backpacks are a bit lighter this day because now there are three of us to share the load!

Climbing such steep places in the rain make you too hot to wear the cheap plastic raincoat, but it is raining too hard to take it off. To carry an umbrella is too much for me to navigate the steep descents. At any rate you get wet inside and out on a day like this. The last half of our journey leads us on a steep downhill jungle footpath. As we push our way through the tangle of weeds overspreading the pathway, we become aware of hurrying leeches large and small, all desperately waving their way up our boots to our legs, or any piece of flesh they can latch onto. It is impossible to get rid of them all. Finally we stand in a stream and work on detaching and launching them one by one. But more take their place as we resume our hike. BletJhaw said it is safe to say that each of us got at least 30 to 40 leeches on this walk.

We pass a small green snake in the mountain rice.

 

By now we are all starving hungry because of the exertion, and it is already 1:30 p.m.

We never know how many people will be in this village. Many people go to their gardens and work all day. I am praying that we will get to have a Bible study with PahJew, but we are told that he went on a trip somewhere.

Many patients come for treatment as soon as they see us enter a house in the village. We are wet and cold, shivering in the breezes of the front porch where we are treating the patients. The grandma is cooking us a meal – how wonderful to eat the noodles, chili and rice that she has prepared – now we have strength to carry on!

We are asked to visit an old lady and her son who are too sick to come to us. Yes, they both have a dreadful case of amebic dysentery! The son is worse. His bloody diarrhea has continued for 9 days. His BP is 80/60. It is a helpless feeling to be faced with the critically ill when the rain and mud has you locked in. We cannot take him anywhere and I have no IV solution to help them rehydrate. We must try to coax them to drink the rehydration water (ORS). They are extremely poor, mainly because they are both hopelessly addicted to opium. My heart aches with pity as I see that the 2 sick ones are staying in a tiny shelter with a dirt floor.   A pot is sitting on a small fire on the ground, heating up some kind of didrty water with weeds in it. They will drink their ORS with that water, out of a dirty, bent, tin can that has been cut in half and black with soot.  (Can you see it on the floor picture)? Trash is all around. We stand there and pray for them. Oh if the rich could see how the poor have to live, if they could put themselves in their shoes. I am just now trying to do just that!

Now we go to PahJew’s house. He has returned and some of his relatives are also there. We can have worship with them all! My heart is cheered as I see how eager they are to learn more about God! We sing, we pray, and I review all the things that we have studied with them in the past. To my delight they remember and obey each one!

The Bible

The trinity

The truth about Satan

Second Coming and heaven

The 7th day Sabbath

The 10 Commandments

Baptism

Health (They have stopped eating unclean meats, they   do not drink, smoke, do beetle nut, or opium)

Jewelry (The wife has taken off all ornaments)

The state of the dead

I am listing all these things out here because it is so unusually awesome for these people to so readily agree and make the changes in their lives! How thrilling!

Today we talk about tithe. It is very positive. Because giving to God does not bring poverty. Malachi 3:10! We illustrate with a story of how God blessed a family when they gave a faithful tithe. Next visit we will talk about hell, and then I do not see anything else hindering them from being baptized!!

PaJew, his wife, and 2 children.  Beautiful little family.  Please pray for them.

The hike back home is just as strenuous, just as challenging, but I hardly notice it because my heart is singing all the way, and my voice is singing also:

Praise Him! Praise Him! Jesus my blessed Redeemer

Sing ye saints! His wonderful love proclaim!

Hail Him hail Him! Highest archangels in glory,

Strength and honor give to His holy name!

Like a shepherd, Jesus will guard His children,

In His arms He carries them all day long.

CHORUS

Praise Him! Praise Him! Tell of His excellent greatness,

Praise Him! Praise Him! Ever in joyful song!

 

Oh Jesus! Dear Jesus! How wonderful You are! Some more people will join with You in heaven because You are doing such great things in their hearts!

 

 

 

 

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Cobra Face to Face

I did not take this picture

There is something quite warm, relaxing, satisfying and comforting to be in a house, under a firm roof, with dry, warm clothing on, sipping hot water while outside a storm is raging, the clouds have you socked-in, and rivers of non-stop rain jet down in torrents. However, we have been, or (have been trying to be), on a motorbike ascending and descending breathtaking mud tangled slopes in just that type of weather, wondering if we will ever reach our destination. The oozing sucking mud, knee-deep ruts, cliff cambered roads, sprinkled with protruding roots, rocks, and gaping chasms, afford no room for slips and driver error. We spend a lot of our time leaping off the motorbike and pushing desperately trying to defy gravity and go up while sliding backwards! Then when emerging onto the highest altitude, we experience cold winds and driving rain! We are soaking wet because no raincoat can keep us dry in all our struggles. There is nothing warm, relaxing, satisfying and comforting about this experience.

On one such a trip we are climbing up a mountain. I am ready to eject off the back any minute so BletJhaw can get the bike up, when suddenly he turns the bike sharply to the left into a large rock and we are pretty much dumped off. I wonder why in the world he did that, when I saw it – a large cobra at our right feet, head raised and hood out, posing for a strike! I have stumbled over snakes before, not really seeing if it is a cobra with the hood until after the danger is passed, but this one is so close, so threatening, reminding me of the devil himself laughing up at us. We are between a rock and a hard place (bank) and really cannot get away. We watched as that serpent slowly slithered defiantly behind us just like he knew that he was the ‘king’ of the jungle!

I never tire of Jesus red-letter words to me personally in Luke 10:19. Read it yourself, slowly, and meditate long and deep over each phrase.

“Behold, I give unto you power to tread on serpents and scorpions, and over all the power of the enemy, and nothing shall by any means hurt you.”

Now this is warm, relaxing, satisfying and comforting! What a God we serve! How I love Him. I thank Him for His protection and pray that He will help me to always faithfully serve Him with my whole heart.

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Returning to BYT!

I am thrilled to be returning to BYT after my 2-month stay in America, even if I do step off the airplane and dive into constant rain and mud!

The rainy season leaves all the foliage bright green, and as our motorbike slowly grinds uphill, the smell of damp freshness greets my nostrils. Water pours off the large leaves in the jungle like wide-open faucets, and the higher we go the more misty clouds envelope us making it impossible to see the beautiful view of distant mountains. In places it is even hard to see directly in front of us. We dodge huge piles of cow dung and blow our horn at the lazy cows, which do not even budge to let us pass by. We pass a few herds of fat water buffalo with big impressive black horns. They are quicker to clear the road for us to pass.

Mudslides cover the pathway in places and all along the way we must swerve to miss the small rocks and large boulders that have loosened up from the high banks. Some small trees have come down and I am thankful that for this trip, no large trees block our way.

Sometimes the water pours off my nose and stings my eyes. I am grateful to be the back seat passenger protected from the full force of the storm. I feel sorry for BletJhaw who has to constantly battle to keep going and to keep the motorbike in the upright position. Sometimes the back slides around to the left, other times to the right. I successfully hang onto the bars that surround the back seat, only jumping off when we cannot make it, leaving BletJhaw to slide, push, and struggle his way up the rest of the mountain. Downhills are even more treacherous.

Now we enter BYT, praising the Lord for our safe trip.   We still have to precariously cross a slippery, broken and dangerously tilted foot-bridge which is the only way to our house – the roaring river is way too much for a small motorbike to forge across. We praise the Lord for our safe trip!

We have a big job now to clean up our house. Mold is on everything – the smell is awful. The black tile counters are white with mildew. Our blankets to sleep on smell very bad. All the clothes and towels have the same odor. To wash them will take 3 days, possible never really dry. A bat is living in the patient waiting room; a foot-long DahBau is scurrying across the floor, (Whose sting is worse than a scorpion). BletJhaw uses our famous house stick to annihilate him. Oh so ugly!

Obviously we are hungry, however even our sealed bags of beans, nuts and noodles have bugs inside or look blue and sticky with mold. Our water filters are producing brown liquid for our drinking water, so we resort to the rainwater off the roof.

Why do we put up with such inconveniences? Oh dear reader, just read this and weep as I have:

“If Christ left the ninety and nice, that He might seek and save the one lost sheep, shall we be justified in doing less? God Himself set an example of self-sacrifice in giving up His Son to a shameful death. Is not a negect to work even as Christ worked, to sacrifice as He sacrificed, a betrayal of sacred trusts, an insult to God? The lost sheep is to be found at any peril, any cost!” PH004 15.1

 “If there was ever a time when sacrifices should be made, it is now.” MMR 9

 

 

 

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Blatant Attacks of the Devil

I am learning more each year about the blatant attacks of the devil and his evil host out here in these jungle mountains.  There are several wicked men that I shall call witch-men who have super-human power.  They cannot be called witch doctors, as their intent is not healing, but killing!

Just 2 months ago (This was written in March) a man came to our clinic desiring help with a doctor’s diagnosis of liver cancer.  Indeed one look told me he was a dying man.  I was surprised that he was so bad in such a short period of time. Two days later we visited him in his home in MooDooKey village.  I read his diagnosis in the medical papers that he showed us, and looked at the xrays.  Shortly after this the man died.

Today we learned that a witch-man, MooPa, had eaten in this man’s house on 2 occasions, prior to his sickness.  He was rude and did not wash his plate after eating, as is the custom among the Karen people, but he dumped his unfinished portion of rice onto the wife’s plate and told her to wash his plate.  The husband scolded him for this. Consequently MooPa became angry and flicked his fingers over the man’s liver area 3 times.  Shortly after this the man began to have pain there, consequently he died soon after.  Before his death he told his family to cut open his stomach after he dies.  The family did so and found that filling his abdominal cavity, were swarms of fish eggs moving about.  In other people who die of curses, they find a shoe or a fish etc.

In vengeance, the family immediately called a hit man from MaeLaCamp to come and kill MooPa.  The very same day the hit man came and smoked opium with MooPa in his house.  MooPa’s brother, MooHe, was also in the house.  Next they ate dinner together.  As they were eating the hit man said to MooPa:  “I was told to kill you.  You have to die.  I don’t know how he did it, but noiselessly while MooPa was washing his dinner plate he was killed.

MooHe

MooPa’s Brother, MooHe was in the house at the time, he also is a witch-man.  When he knew the intent of the visitor and witnessed the murder, he ran away and barely escaped with his life.

Soon after this MooHe visited us in the clinic April 5 and April 8.  He asked for an IV both times, but I did not give it because his vital signs were good and he was eating and drinking fluids just fine.  Today, April 8, he had an infected lower lip and chin with extreme pain.  I treated him for an infection and gave him some yogurt milk to compliment the antibiotic and a nice knitted hat.  He was very afraid because he knew there were people who still were after him to kill him.  BletJhaw and I prayed with him.

This also has solved the mystery of the man in MeDeLeeGwee village who had committed suicide 2 years ago.  He was a recipient of MooPa’s curse!  This curse was the kind that causes great depression.  It was so bad that this man went out at night and hung himself in a tree.  We had been shocked and dumbfounded about this terrible news, because this man had no reason for depression, he had everything going for him, above all of the other village people.  He owned a truck, had a nice big house with a lovely wife and 2 children, he owned water buffalo, his rice garden and coffee gardens were flourishing and he also got money from the government.  Now we know it was MooPa’s curse.

Oh dear Lord, if there were just more SDA missionaries who could help us in these mountains to tell the dear people about the power of the true God in heaven.  No curse can harm them when they worship and call upon Him.

What is wrong with us?  Why are there way more Baptist, Anglican, Catholic and other denominations all through these isolated mountains.  But the Seventh-Day Adventist people who have and hold the truth are not here.

“It is the duty of every Christian to strive to the utmost of his ability to spread abroad the knowledge of truth.” Maranatha 107

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Opening my Heart!

Due to lack of technology knowledge, I have been unable to access my web page to enter new stories for a long time – sorry.  Now, finally, I am in, and will begin with my return from America in July.  I love to keep this updated because it acts like a diary for me, plus  I love to share the wonderful news of how God blesses, enables, encourages, protects, provides, guides and does everything good for us when we give ourselves to His work!  I am so happy and overjoyed to be here in BYT where He has sent me!

Our hearts are really broken as we see the baleful results of division in His work among church members.  I know it is not only here in the mission field but all over the world, as it is Satan’s best tool to defeat the work of God.  The following quotes have resounded repeatedly in my mind.  I share them as they bring greater resolve to our hearts to work together, unitedly and in harmony:

“Never was He, (Satan), more determined than now to make of none effect the truth of God by causing bitterness and dissension among the Lord’s people.” CCh 291.3

“Take every proper precaution to avoid disagreement, for in every division of interest, resulting in disputation and unhappy difference in the church, souls are lost that might have been saved in the kingdom of heaven!”  2SP 139.2

“Press together!  Press together! In union there is strength and victory.  In discord and division there is weakness and defeat.  These words have been spoken to me from heaven.  As God’s ambassador, I speak them to you!”  ST 488.3

I see now that God had a purpose in leaving only BletJhaw and I to do this work.  I often marveled at how come He didn’t send me teams of workers so that we could cover all 50 villages, but BletJhaw and I have worked together in unison with the same heart to love and reach these people.  We have never been in disagreement or dissension. However we realize that we are never safe in trusting to ourselves and our constant, daily prayer is that we unitedly finish this work He has given us till He comes. That also is our prayer for all of God’s people in His SDA church across the globe!  Let’s press together!! What do you say?!  We are saving souls – we must not loose them!

Thank you for your support of our work!  My heart is filled to overflowing with love to all who are helping to keep the work going with your prayers and/or offerings.  I am totally unable to write thank-you notes to all who donate – impossible, but I really want to because every bit of it, large and small is going far to spread the gospel, God blesses every bit of it!  When we finally meet together in the new earth I will hug your neck for a very long long time!  Please sense my deep heartfelt thanks!

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