Tuesday, March 14, 2006

Our story starts with a pequito nino who was probably the most outgoing person in the village. Ronald came into the clinic with his guns blazing, talking and hitting (gently) every person who was wearing blue or green scrubs. The fun began when all of us in the clinic gazed at Bob's playful and loving heart with Ronald (aside from Bob biting Ronald's finger half way off). They connected immediately, it was truly a blessing to experience. So the time came for Ronald to get his teeth pulled, and we set him on the table and opened wide. He was the bravest little boy there until he saw his own sangre (blood). This is when the story took serious meaning to all of us present. Everyone turned their head when we heard the blood curdling scream from poor Ronald. Even people down the street were peeking in. The compassion from Bob and Dr. White broke through the cultural barrier, they did everything humanly possible to make him feel comfortable and loved. It ended up with Bob and four other people laying on Ronald, Sylvia holding his mouth open, and Dr. White pulling his tooth. Immediately after the extraction Bob and Ronald embraced like old friends, and Bob's love shined through even more. We saw how amazing Dr. White is with kids, his concern for his patients is ineffable, he was visibly shaken by the whole situation. It's amazing to see and experience first hand the language barrier that exists, and to see it broken down through love and pain. Many of us felt the pain Ronald was experiencing, minus the needle. I think we can all say that we saw Christ's love flowing through the clinic today. (Bob is THE MAN!) (Dr. White es un primero HOMBRE!!)
Steven and Dylan