Normal days...

It’s 4:00pm and my housemate and I are wishing to get a take-away and watch a new movie someone has brought over from America for us. We plan to meet at 5:00 and go via the hospital. One of our babies is in the hospital having treatment after a scary night of convulsions. Her temperature could not be brought down and the convulsions lasted for an hour. She is a vulnerable baby girl, that we can say it is only because of God that she is alive. When she came to us she was two years old and could fit into 3-month-old clothing. The typical child you see on the Oxfam adverts. We give thanks to God for her daily, God gets all the glory!


The hospital still has the blood on the floor that was fresh that morning. New people are in and the lady who was passing away in the bed next to her has gone. Our sweet baby is being looked after by one of our fantastic staff member that works in the baby house. I bring them a chicken dinner and get the latest information on our baby girl, finding out that she will be allowed home tomorrow! Praise God! As doing so I notice more and more people crowding around us as the smell of the fresh food I have brought in starts to overpower the smell of sickness. I smile, as I know our loving staff member will share her meal once I am gone. Knowing there is always enough when God is our provider.
It is time for me to leave. 

I run out excited to wash off the days sweat, blood and tears before tucking into my big meal and being entertained by our new movie. But wait. I forgot the clean clothes for the little one in the hospital. Back we go. On the way we find some of our teenage girls leaving the compound to visit a friend in the village after dark. This is far too dangerous and they have a typical teenage meltdown before we get them into the car to take them home. 


It is now 7pm and my stomach is growling, my feet are tired and I can’t tell if I have got tanned during the day or if it is dirt. One more phone call to make to one of our street girls finding out about how their first class at our English school went before I can sit down and process the day with God. As I do with a big smile on my face.


A typical day has finally come to an end. However there is the excitement of what tomorrow will bring. What is God going to do?! What can He surprise us with next, just like He surprised us with our sweet baby girl?


I have been on a much-needed break in the UK since February, resting and enjoying time with my family. I however am excited about going back as soon as I can. Getting back on the streets, doing evangelism with our local girls who sell themselves. I can’t wait to see their faces again knowing how much they have changed since finding out about our good God who loves them much! I obviously miss our babies and toddlers who I usually get to see daily, so it is slightly strange right now to not be. 


I am praying that this last month is going to be my last here in England. Test results are coming through with nothing wrong. I have been referred to the tropical doctors, so please pray along side me that the tests they would like to do will be done quickly and results are good. 
Once again if you would like me to speak at your church, home-group or at a local event please do let me know as soon as possible. 

Blessings,

Ruth 

Here are a few pictures of my time in England: