It was an event - a celebration!!!
Yesterday, I took Irene for her first ultrasound. She had no idea when her due date might be.
Desperation had taken her to a home where she had found shelter in exchange for her sexual services to the trail of men who came through the door. One dollar per partner.
In complete despair one day, she entered a church here in Ngando. Prayers and a listening ear brought her back again and even again. As she shared more of her story, God pushed us to figure out how we could help her more.
Our first doctor’s visit was about the sickness that ravaged her body. Thin, weak, wrecked by outbreaks all over her body… plus the fear of what hidden disease could have invaded her blood…
She wanted to refuse the HIV test. In her mind just not knowing was better… Lovingly, we talked her through. Only in knowing the truth can we ever be free from the fear.
I held her hand in the waiting room. The anguish…