Wednesday, March 20, 2013

Same time. Same place

Same time. Same place.  That phrase is usually said to a co-worker or friend and refers to a meeting or regularly scheduled event that you will be at next week or next month.

Today was a same time, same place day but I hope and pray that it does not occur again anytime soon.  Today we buried Ruth - another little friend from the orphanage.  She was buried right next to Santiago who we buried last week - same time, same place.

Ruth had Down's syndrome and along with that she had significant heart issues. Her surgery was scheduled for 2 weeks ago to fix her heart and thereby allow here to function without oxygen.  The surgery never happened as she ended up with pneumonia at the same time as little Santiago.  She fought the fight here on earth for one more week than her companion and now has joined him to play with Jesus.
Ruth's casket next to Santiago's burial site.  Santiago's flowers were still fresh.

Thursday, March 14, 2013

A home going

Last night around 9:00pm I received a call that informed me that my little friend from the orphanage, Santiago, had left this earth.  He is now running, laughing and eating by mouth for the first time.

Santiago was brought to the orphanage last summer by his grandmother who was concerned about his health as well as how his mother was reacting to Santiago. She was concerned for his safety.  At the time he was 4 months old.

He was born missing large portions of his brain - entire lobes to be more precise.  A diagnosis of Anencephaly One doctor said that children with this diagnosis would never respond to anything or anyone. If he survived his first year then "chances" were that he would live for a few years. Our goal, make it through that first year with as much help as we can give to allow him the opportunity to show God's great power.

He could not swallow his own secretions so a tube was placed through his nose into his stomach which allowed him to receive nutrients and gain much needed weight. He also received a respiratory treatment each day to help relieve some of the congestion created by his inability to swallow.

Santiago kept himself in a fetal position most of the time with his eyes searching to and fro, although he saw nothing. The visual portion of his brain was missing.  He cried when hungry or uncomfortable. He stopped fussing when held or rocked and if he was held close enough he sought out the heartbeat of the one holding him- evidence of God's great power.

Well , little Santiago met our goal. Last week he completed his first year on this earth. He spent his first birthday in the hospital fighting off pneumonia.

Today, at his funeral, the gospel message was given not once but three times by three different orphanage workers. 20 other children from the orphanage were there to hear it. Evidence of God's power through these messages could be seen on the faces of the children listening.  Santiago's life by earths standards was short and "non" productive to some, but I know differently. My life was touched and blessed by my little friend.

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