I should be finishing writing my case study due later today not writing this post. But I can’t not write this post.
I just received news from what was my home for almost seven years about a little boy I have not met. Sebit came after my time there. Carolyn, who took over the leadership of the base (and is an incredible leader with a true mama’s heart) has been sharing updates about his health and progress.
For the last year the staff has lovingly and tenderly changed bandages on a severe leg wound that refused to heal. They have prayed and worshiped and stood with every ounce of faith they had for miraculous healing for over 365 days in the face of the impossible. Yesterday with little more than a spinal block and some tranquilizers this precious one had his leg amputated to preserve his life.
As he was going into the procedure he sang worship songs with lines like Your praise will ever be on my lips God and I belong to You God, forever I belong to You and Our Father in heaven, holy is Your name, Your kingdom come quickly.
I can’t even begin to fathom how silent heaven must have been in awe of this young boy’s sacrifice of worship. I am quite sure angels were hushed as Father leaned extra close to receive this love offering outpoured.
In the middle of such squalid conditions where they had to borrow and sterilize a neighbor’s saw for the procedure, where flies buzz around the recovery room… In the middle of loss and pain and realities so stark it is impossible to fully imagine unless you have been there, in the middle of the mystery of God’s goodness when things don’t happen in the way we are hoping… In the middle of all this, one clear voice arrests heaven with its worship. Sebit’s.
I heard that he was told stories of me having one leg and starting the children’s village and I have been choking back grateful tears that the legacy lives on and that the people who are still rooted deeper in my heart than I have language to express are still being encouraged. I miss everyone there so very very much. I wish I could be there to hold this dear one’s hand and tell him it really is going to be ok.
But I know he is in good hands and that God has brought a new generation of leaders there who are the right ones for this time and season. They are weaving their legacy into the fabric there and I celebrate the beauty and authenticity and raw humility that they bring with their lives laid down. I am just so grateful to see what was started in love growing beyond my wildest dreams in love and grace and power.
How beautiful are the feet of them who bring good news. Sebit is a good news bringer and I can only grasp the edges of what a mighty call he has on his life. Would you please keep him and Carolyn and all the family there in your prayers this week as he is recovering and adapting to a new way of doing things?
Thank you friends.
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