We had a few days left in Malaysia.
Three weddings to attend and preform at.
Dozens of lunches and good byes to say.
I was sick with sore throat, cough, cold, etc. We had tried time after time to go see Glory. But every time seemed to fail. Our pastor and his brothers have a rockin’ worship band that was hired for three weddings and we had tons to do. We also had to practice and preform at three weddings during our final three days of ministry. How was going to say good bye to Glory? How could I leave this little girl I had fallen in love with? I would not be able to know her day to day progress of regression like I had for the past three weeks. Last I knew the doctors had been talking of moving her feeding tube from her stomach instead of her nose. With this comes several complications; infection being the most serious. She still had a fever. An X-ray earlier that month revealed that one lung was perfectly healthy, but the other was in complete failure. This meant that Glory had to consciously think about each breath she was taking. One hole in her heart had closed. But there were still several more. I had no way of being able to keep in contact with this sick precious girl.
I had to give her to God. I had to trust that God was going to take care of her. At the beginning of the month God had told me to not worry about Glory. And that it doesn’t matter if she lived or died, but her impact she had on the people around her, the amount of visitors that came to pray over her would do much more of the Lords work. I refused to believe Him. I ignored that voice in my head. I got tied up in loving Glory. But I had to learn to trust that the Lord was going to do what he has planned and that what he has planned is good.
The last day I got to see Glory I didn’t know it would be my last. She had accidentally had ripped her feeding tube out of her nose the night before. Glory had more joy that day than I had ever seen. She has happy, giggling, and smiling like a normal little girl. I wanted her to leave the hospital that day. I was so glad I got to see her happy.
We got to visit Glory’s parents home: Uncle and Auntie. At the beginning of the month we though that Uncle and Auntie housed 15 children. To our surprise we found out that they actually care for 50 children! We were able to see the environment that Auntie and Uncle give their children, including Glory; the best. I knew she was being left in good hands. Auntie had no left her since she entered the hospital. A world race team had been in SP the previous month and prayed for her. We prayed for her. I can only ask that she is prayed for by many daily.
