Picture this: two women in their 40s sitting side by side, colouring in pictures with crayons in our hospital ward.
One's mother tongue is Lingala; the other English; yet somehow they manage to communicate in basic french. With lots of laughing, gesticulating, miming and pointing.
One has no children - they all died; and one has three boys.
One is here to get assistance via surgery - the other is here to serve.
But who is helping who? Who is supporting who? Who goes away feeling blessed?
Especially when I see Annie's smile.
Especially when we "marchez" down the passageway together.
Especially when I put my arm around her shoulders, and she puts hers around my waist and we walk in step like sisters.
Different countries, different backgrounds, different languages. Still a connection grows through time.
I wonder if Annie feels as blessed by our time together as I do?
Annie's surgery was on Wednesday - she is VVF patient Onboard. Her catheter comes out on Wednesday coming. Until then, we won't know if her surgery was successful or not. Please pray for this courageous woman; for healing and for strength.
And please thank God for the blessing of her in my life.