Hello 2011!

Our new staff are here! Last week three new staff arrived from Perth to take the place of the staff who have been here with us for the last 3 months. It was a pretty smooth transition. With the new staff came a burst of energy and joy that has begun to revive us all. Thank you Jesus.
So we are into the new year. I am not one to make the 'new year's resolutions' that most everyone makes and then forget about come February, but I have decided that there are some commitments that I need to make to myself and to God for 2011. I am still working on that list of commitments, but the main one is that I desperately need to finish nursing school. Africa is calling me for good and the sooner I complete my studies the sooner I can come and be in a land I have come to call another home.
Work in the hospital has resumed. This week we have seen 10 deliveries in the hospital so far. Yesterday, I spent the day in the ANC and Postnatal ward and was partnered with Bethany. I love her by the way. Anyways, at one point I needed to take 5 women for ultra-sounds. Out of those 5 women, 3 had live single pregnancies, 1 had live twins, and one was 29 wks and had an IUFD. I took the women back to the ANC ward and the doctor reported the news of each ultra-sound to each of the women. My heart continues to break when I think of the look on the woman's face as she was told the news of her infant's death. After the experience though I had even more of a respect for that doctor. He took her hands into his, looked into her eyes and explained the situation. I have been struggling to get that look on her face out of my mind. It has almost been haunting. Her face turned from excitement to complete torment. Two others from my team and I were able to pray with her. I pray now that God shows himself more than ever to her and that she can see His heart even in the midst of personal tragedy.
You can't escape some things here like you can in the states. Death is almost unavoidable. When you work in a hospital like the ones here that have a lack of resources and supplies, it seems inevitable that you will encounter it everyday if not at least once a week. Processing death, especially infant death is difficult and seeing God in all of it is sometimes impossible. The fact is that no matter how impossible it seems, God is here. He is in the smiles of the women who hear their baby's first cry or lay their eyes on them for the first time. He is in the hands of skilled surgeons who make sure that they do their very best at keeping both mother and baby alive during risky cesarean sections. He is in the comforting embrace of a doctor who is giving the mother the news of the death of her infant. He is here. I just have to keep my eyes open.
Please pray life over Temeke hospital. Please pray for the doctors and nurses. PRAY FOR MORE SUPPLIES!!! They are in desperate need for even the most basic of supplies. Pray for blood. They are out of their supply.