Sixty Five year old TheyMo is really sick. His daughter came to BYT asking us to please come to NeLeeGwee and see him. We use the motorbike because we still do not have our truck here. It is raining almost daily and the roads are impassable.
As we turn the last corner that begins a steep descent into NeLeeGwee village, I get off the bike. The pathway is far too steep, muddy and slick for two riders! To my utmost joy, I hear sweet children’s voices behind me. I turn to see seven children ages 4-7 running to greet me! They are my friends. They had missed me over the past 2 months. Oh joy of joys – They hug me and laugh and pull me this way and that all the way down the pathway, just in an effort to all be close to me. This is as close to heaven as you can possibly get here on earth!
TheyMu is skinny and weak as he always is, but I cannot figure out what is causing his pain. I treated him as best I can but ask the daughter to please send someone to come and get us if he gets worse. We prayed for him there in that little hut surrounded by the lovely children. God will heal this man.
