Tuesday, January 3, 2012

The man with the gashed head...

It was dark. Supper was almost ready when there was a knock at the gate.

As someone went out to see what the need was, they were greeted by a man with blood streaming down his head, dripping down onto his shoes.

His colleague's speech was slurred with drink, and neither of them could walk in a straight line. They were admitted into the compound and led to the front porch where his wound was examined.

It was a large gash on the top of his head: about 2 inches long and almost down to the skull. At first he claimed it was from a rock, then from a piece of glass. He was too intoxicated to remember anything.

Thea, Virginia, and Susannah doctored him, cleaning out and stitching the wound.

The operation done, Susannah sat down in front of the men...

"Ou bezwen Jezi. Ou pa bezwen Prestige!" She told them. "You need Jesus. You don't need Prestige (beer)!" After a few more words of admonishment, she left them.

We can only pray they understood and will remember...

Dressing the wound.

Thea begins the stitching...

Examining the suture before cleaning up...

A job well done!

Susannah spoke with the men...
"Ou bezwen Jezi!"

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