Last week we walked to church through the woods, passing a small cemetery covered by the graves of all the newborns who die at our hospital…
Last week we walked to church through the woods, passing a small cemetery covered by the graves of all the newborns who die at our hospital…
The is the story of “J” and his brother. They came to Kalukembe back in March, having each been bitten by a puff adder in their legs the week before. After a failed round of traditional medicines, their limbs were in bad shape.
Even those in very difficult social circumstances with very little possessions to their names hold to a peace in their situation that puts others to shame.
It’s March and we’ve already had 2 visitors from the States this year–wow! We are now wrapping up our work at the hospital and putting in our good-byes; packing up the house; picking our last sweet potatoes from the garden; flying (and losing) our last kites; maybe squeezing in a
It (Kalukembe) is also the place where they are learning who God is, and how He is present and working.
Elizabeth, who is a nurse practitioner at Childrens Hospital of Philadelphia, brought 2 baby mannequins to help in several hands-on resuscitation sessions on Maternity
Like looking at rays of light and tracing them to their sources, we are thankful for our Maker who made an incredibly beautiful world. We want to share a few rays of light with you…