On our first morning we didn’t have any certain ministry, so it became filled with an amazing opportunity to visit a TB clinic through ICM. 
It was a time spent with blessing the patients with gifts, enjoying their worship and stories of their lives. My mind was filled with wonder and amazement of how this disease had isolated these children, men, women, mothers, and fathers from their families. Lost jobs, separation from children, spouses leaving, and rejection from family and friends have resulted from this disease that easily affects the poverty areas of this island.
This is their stories. Living at this treatment center for six months, isolated from their lives, living with strangers that in some way become family. They are not to be touched, and if handled, immediate disaffecting is needed. 
Half of a year they enter into a mild life of solitary confinement. All for the hope of healing and returning to a life of community and grasping onto the expectation of falling into routines of normality.
My heart broke and was torn as I cried along with them as their lives were shared.I stood up and encourged them to share their stories and use what the enemy deemed to be disastrous for God’s Glory. There were wet eyes and touched hearts among everyone.
Meanwhile, a connection occurred in my heart with a single mom with five children. Marisol’s oldest was at college trying to get an education to provide a better life for his family. Meanwhile the ten year old took the lead as the “head of the household” as she was trying to become whole again.
This brought up memories of my amazing mom and her story that though differs in some details,was this single mom struggling to become healed, whole, and on the track to loving and taking care
of her family again. My immediate connection led to the burden and the calling to lay hands on her to pray.
As the Spirit led, I prayed for her healing, family, and continuing peace and reliance on the Lord. 
Afterward I turned and embraced her. The thought quickly came “Oh, am I supposed to do this?” Immediatly,it was dismissed as she sobbed and embraced me with an intense hold as if she was trying to make up for the void of being untouchable for so long.I knew this is what I needed to do! It was if the Holy Spirit was asking me to love on His child. She has been trying to be strong for so long and in reality was very fragile and needed to be handled with care and true compassion.
Our time there was not in vain. We went there to find out about this clinic and help in any way.But in reality I was the one that was touched, and challenged by their positive attitude and their faith and reliance on God. The thing is, many of them hadn’t known who God was. But in their sickness and dehibilitation at the clinic, they were introduced to a “man” who truly saves and heals.What was intended for evil God turned it for His glory and brought many to His saving grace.
