A Place To Just Go And Die

A Place To Just Go And Die

 

It was 2 Fridays ago in the morning when I knew that I was not going to Roads Park that day. I just felt the LORD put on my heart to go to the hospital. Now I hadn’t been to the Hospital since September and it was a eye opener, a shocker, and a lot more than I ever wished I would expect to come across. So for that to be the place that I was feeling the LORD bring me to that day, I was going through mixed emotions because I knew what I had seen the last time I paid a visit.

            So I went that Friday to the hospital and I knew that I was going straight into the children’s ward because I knew that is where GOD was calling me to go. Now guys picture a one -story building, with beds that you would use like when hurricane Katrina hit and people who lost their homes where sleeping on  in the arenas. A little nicer than a cot but still an uncomfortable and crappy bed put into a room the size of a elementary cafeteria, well actually a bit smaller than that and everyone is about 5 feet apart lying in his/her bed with maybe a visitor. Its not like anything you can imagine but its close to what I described.

            So that’s part of the hospital……. I walked around just praying and asking for the presence of the LORD to go with me in such a place and that there would be opportunity to just love on the mothers that die to themselves and stay there day and night with their babies and small children. I prayed over a few babies that I was led to and just talked to the mothers that could understand English and prayed with them as well. My heart hurt and I knew that the only thing I could do was so respect and comfort the women there. I cant heal GOD can, that’s all that I was thinking while I was there. Finally a little bit before visiting hours would be over I walked into this room with 2 babies and a 12 year old girl. I knew that this girl was special and that my heart was to be with her and share with her who JESUS is.

            I had no idea that she spoke English, because I asked to pray for her and she just nodded, so I finished the prayer, which by the way I totally believe the LORD is going to answer and GOD told me to ask her if she would like to read my bible and she said YES. I was stocked first off she understood me ( English) and she could read perfectly. I pulled my NKJV bible out that I carry with me  and opened to Luke 4, I sat with Senanile and she read 2 chapters very slow but with a desire to continue even when she was losing her breath. God told me to give her my bible to keep so I blessed her with the word of the LORD and soon after that I had to depart from the place to die  and on my way back to the house.

            The next day the entire team was doing family ministry as usually and we all decided to go to the hospital. I got to visit most of the mothers that I had seen the day before, I wanted to go see this mother that I had talked to and got to know her a little more than the others and I realized that she was no longer there along with her precious baby. I went to ask the nurse where they were and she told me that the baby had died the night before, which wasn’t much of a surprise to me because of the lack of care that they have from the staff which there is not much of. I went on with my day, talking and praying and kissing babies and visiting Senanile again.

            A very awesome thing was when I walked in to see Senanile she was sitting in her bed with a cute little yellow dress on that she had wore the day before and was reading the book of Matthew chapter 7. It was such an encouragement to see someone so young that was in the hospital because she has TB and there is no one to visit her yet she still has strength, hope, and joy. I talked with her a little more and shared some of my heart with her up until it was time to leave.

            My next hospital visit was 2 days later on a Monday, which happened to be my off day. My heart was so yearning for the people at the hospital and the desire to just be there and comfort them was leading me in the direction again for the 3^rd time back to the children’s ward. I was again so excited to get to see the babies that I had prayed for and the mothers that where there in the last days that I visited, plus precious Senanile that is always a joy to see her smile light up when she sees me come into her room. I first headed into the rooms with the babies all to come to find out that 2 more babies had died within a day that I didn’t go to visit. There was this mother that I had met and  I came to her to say Hi and notice that the one year old child was not doing good at all. He was lying in her arms with his head slanted and his eyes rolling up into his head off and on. At the sight of that I fell on my knees with such pain in my heart and cried out loud to the LORD, I prayed and prayed to GOD for him to do a MIRACLE because honestly that is what this child needed. Well really what can I do other than trust in the LORD and ask him to do the MIGHTY WORKS that HE knows HE can do? Its hard but at the same time GOD was speaking to me a lot during this time and showing me a lot of stuff that has helped me in my walk with him. Eventually I had to leave in order to get home on time before dark but that didn’t stop me from feeling the pain or praying to the LORD for him.

            It was one more visit on the next morning right before I was leaving for 5 days for a prayer retreat in Johannesburg that I got to see Senanile and found out that the baby that I was crying over had died. It hurts to see these children in so much pain just laying in beds to die in with no nurse, no actually medical attention other than a DRIP ( ivy bag) and there dedicated moms to stay there in the roach infested hospital. So in 5 days I have not seen but came to the conclusion that 5 babies had died within less than a week of going there. That’s more than I have ever heard of back at home happening. Please pray for Swaziland and the people its because of bad choices that some of theses people are in this situation and the children are suffering because of it. There is some good news out of this though. We were heading to Johannesburg on Thursday and my last visit was on Tuesday and one of my leaders came up to me was telling me that she had met Senanile on Wednesday and when she walked into the room  she was in sitting on the floor praying over a little baby boy that apparently has TB as well. It was such a blessing to get to hear that as well as getting to visit her again once I returned from a 5 day trip to find her out of her bed sitting with other patients and to see that baby boy looking incredible much better than the first time I met him. I was touched by what GOD can do when you just BELIEVEin him and the POWERthat is in PRAYER. please continue to prayer for Senanile and the little ones in Swaziland.

            God is so good and  I am so thankful for following the path that He has asked me to take. Jeremiah 29:11 “for I know the plans I have for you,” says the LORD, ” they are plans for good and not disaster, to give you a future and a hope.”