And it was just yesterday that I looked up from checking a blood pressure and saw a tiny face gasping for breath. Whit and I quickly stripped off her wet clothes and stared at a tiny little chest retracting fast and furious. She was suffocating. I hooked up O2 and held my stethoscope to her heaving chest. Fluid. Pneumonia. She was 6 months old and weighed a little over 7 lbs.
Her Mother seemed distant, and laughed in her baby's desperate face. We started questioning her, and found out this baby was a twin. Her twin brother was at home, fat and healthy. It all started making sense, as often parents neglect one twin and favor the other. After we nurses, the clinic staff and Shana all had long talks with her mother, she consented to go to town for further treatment. Please pray that the love of Jesus would hold tiny Jeanette and soften her Mother's heart. Both babies are at the Malnutrition center in town where they get 24 hour care and are seen by a full medical team.
I couldn't help but think of a few lines of my favorite song today...
Someday a bright new way will break upon that shore,
And there will be no sickness, no more sorrow, no more war...
And little children never will go hungry anymore,
And there will be a bright new morning over there,
They'll be a bright new world for us to share.
Till then may Jesus break our hearts for what breaks His.
May we, as His followers never forget the forgotten.
- Mis Kate