The value of life
MomoCat July 8th, 2008
Life of a sweet baby girl Dokmai, (Fleur aged 4 months)
My heart breaks for God….. A father rushed his small one year old to my door. “Momo, help us,” he cried. Already the child was not functioning well. Her limbs were white, and motionless. This was the sixth time the same family had walked/run in from the Burma side, carrying a dying child. Each time the child with malaria, in the advanced stage. Each time to end in death. So quickly Somsee and I set them in the car, and drove down the mountain. It seems such a long 25 kms. in these situations. We got to the bridge in Sai Yok, when I heard the change in breathing rate, so I asked Somsee to check the small one in the back seat. It was too late. Her heart stopped as we arrived at the hospital, and she couldn’t be revived. The father didn’t even cry. When we got back to Bong Ti, the mother had arrived carrying the newest baby of 5 weeks….. She just nodded her head, no emotion. I guess the tears had dried up long ago. So the kids turned out the little coffin, made the flower arrangements for the funeral. Lewahtoo prepared the preaching service, while the girls prepared the food for the visitors. On Monday the little girl was buried, and the parents turned toward Burma. I hold onto my little girl and love the life of her. She is active and sweet in her responses to Moremorechore and Zac’s hugs. How much do we value life while we have it? It cost our God many tears as He gave up the companionship of His son, to save us. “Let the little ones come unto Me”
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