Jimiyla and Nuru

Well, I had intended to share the second part of this story a lot earlier this week. But it seems that I’m on “Africa time.” The Ghanians here will often specify whether they want to meet you at “4:00 sharp” or “4:00 African time.” It’s great. So in true African fashion, I want to share some more of the story about Wendy and the heart babies. God has continued to work big things here.

Currently, Wendy and Greg are in Israel with Jimayla and her son, Nuru. Nuru was born with a ventricular septal defect (VSD) and, like Clement, is in need of some life saving surgery. Nuru is full of life. Nuru and Jimayla come from a Muslim family that live a few hours away. They do not speak Mampruli like the people here, but have been living here for the last few months. I don’t know the full story behind how Wendy met Jimiyla and Nuru, but I have loved being able to watch it unfold in the last few weeks.

Jimiyla is one of the most beautiful, loving people that I have met here. She is such an incredible mother. Her and Nuru have been living at the nutritional feeding center here for the last few months. I would visit with her on my way to and from the hospital each day. Nuru is a friendly, happy baby. He loves people. He practically jumps into my arms every time he sees me. For a few weeks in June, Nuru was very sick. I would see him on rounds in the pediatric ward, and it was so hard to see him so lifeless and lethargic. Luckily, he became well enough to fly and they left with Wendy and Greg on June 28th.

I really feel privileged to have watched Jimiyla’s faith journey. Even through the massive language barrier, Wendy continued to share the gospel with her over the course of a few months. As a patient of the hospital’s nutrition center, Jimiyla would hear a devotional every day. Jimiyla once told Wendy that never in her life before had she felt so loved. A few days before her trip, Jimiyla was at the nutrition center and accepted Christ as her Lord and Savior. On my way home from the hospital today, she was so excited to share with me her new decision. I truly believe that Jimayla has seen the Lord remove so many obstacles to allow Nuru to get a new heart, and she has a very tangible trust in Him. Then, as they travelled to Accra on their way to Israel, Jimiyla’s husband came to meet them there. And he too acknowledged Jesus as Lord. Praise God for His good work and the salvation of this family!

Although the exact date of the surgery is not yet set, pray for the doctors as they are doing preoperative tests and treatments. Pray for Jimiyla and Nuru. They are in a foreign land and can not even speak English to talk with Greg and Wendy. Pray for comfort and for communication barriers to fall away. Pray for Jimiyla and her husband’s new faith. Pray that they understand both the significance of a “new heart” in Christ and that they will be accepted into a church community when they return to their village. Pray for Nuru’s surgery. Pray that just as God has healed this family spiritually, he will heal the physical hole in Nuru’s heart. I will keep you updated.

Odd Ends

Well, my time here is rapidly coming to an end. I can’t believe that in a few short days, I’ll be on my way back home. I am so excited to get home and celebrate the weddings of some of my best friends. I’ve been praying for them, and am excited for those days! Still, it will be hard to leave. In the recent weeks, I have felt like I have really gotten to know the real Ghana. I have felt less and less a part of BMC only, and more and more part of the community. My time has been full of spending time with people. I’ve found a group of health students that plays volleyball every day. I’ve been playing about four times a week, and I will miss the volleyball crew.  I’ve eaten less meals here at the BMC, and have been hosted by many friends in their homes. I think these times have been the most precious to me. I don’t really feel like I’m on a vacation or a trip, but I feel like I’ve made lasting friendships and relationships. I’ll miss these!

 On Tuesday, I leave the BMC to go to Accra. I’ll arrive in Accra around 8 a.m., and my flight leaves for the U.S. around midnight the next day. So, I have just over 40 hours. I’ll be travelling with Dr. Richard, who is returning home after 10 months here in Ghana. We plan to make a quick trip to Cape Coast. I feel as if the next few days will go quickly, way too quickly. I’ll try to update once more before I am home, but I can’t make any promises. I hope to write a few more entries from the U.S., because I feel as if I have a few more stories that are worth sharing. For sure, I’ll be uploading a picture of Nuru. I hope to see or talk to you soon!