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During the time spent in Nairobi, we were given the opportunity to go
to the local hospital to pray for the sick and hurting people there. One
afternoon, I took the opportunity and was ushered into the women’s ward at the
hospital along with a few other teammates.
It was there that I met a woman named Lydia. Lydia was
recovering from surgery from a single mastectomy two days before that saved her
from breast cancer. The chaplain informed our group that she was in a lot of
pain. As soon as we approached her bedside, she propped herself up in the bed,
with great effort and obvious pain. She introduced herself and we began to pray
for her.
I started praying against fear and rejection, stating that
God will always accept her. Then, I thanked God for her beauty and how He sees
her as His precious daughter. At these words, tears started trickling down her
cheeks. Her tears caused our entire group to begin weeping as we all knelt next
to her bed, feeling the weight of her situation and the depression of a woman who
has lost part of her identity and continued to pray.
When we finished praying, Lydia started speaking to us
rapidly in Swahili, which the chaplain translated. The entire time we had assumed
she spoke English. Her response to us was, “Thank you for your prayers. May the
Lord bless you.” I was truly amazed to see how the love of God surpasses
language and cultural barriers. When He is needed, nothing will hold Him back
from comforting His children.
“I will extend peace to her like a river…As a mother comforts
her child, so will I comfort you.” Isaiah 66:12a, 13a.
