A few weeks back we had a call from Frank, the big-in-stature, bigger-in-heart Australian guy who heads up Hagar Hospitality. One of his staff had been in a motorbike accident a month prior and was about to come out of hospital. Could Susie please use her nursing skills to change his dressings.
What Frank neglected to say was that this boy's ankle was still in such a state that I did well to hold onto breakfast on our first visit two or three weeks back. Sokha had been hit by a car, causing him to lose control of his motorbike. Fortunately some local police witnessed the accident and were on hand to apprehend the driver. Fortunate for them. They took a bribe and the driver disappeared.
We've been visiting the young fella every two days for a few weeks now. He's not a Christian but was happy for us to pray for him. Day 1 was pretty messy - big hunks of raw flesh, steel wire sticking out of his ankle, two stitches buried in there with skin growing over it. Susie was shaking her head and wondering why on earth this boy was out of hospital. So she did her thing and we talked some about Jesus and prayed for him.
And we have been amazed ever since. He is healing up very nicely now and there are no infections. You need to be there to see how amazing that is. Sue is always surrounded by inquisitive eyes - last weekend I counted six 'aunties', four 'sisters' and ten 'cousins' all checking on proceedings. May good things come out of these days.
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