“Want to come help deliver a baby?”
I froze. A part of me freaked out. I thought “um, ME?! help deliver a baby? a real, living and breathing thing? You’ve gotta be talking to someone else. I don’t even know how to hold a baby...”
The midwife at the community’s free pregnancy clinic, where my team and I have the opportunity to serve in the mornings, was most definitely asking for our help.
So we packed up equipment I had no idea how to use or even what the names of the instruments were, and off we ran (literally) into a local squatter area.
Once we arrived, the baby had just been born, was not breathing, and there looked to be a giant bloody blister on the top of his head. Inside the one-room, cramped, squatter home, Courtney helped assist the midwife with the check up and removing fluid from the baby’s lung. I sat outside and prayed for the baby.
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| Courtney with Baby JayJay |
I tended to the mother and the father graciously served us 4 cups of lemon water, 2 bowls of rice, and pork neck (supposedly a delicacy?—He was so proud!) at 10:27 am. Once Courtney & I thanked the family and left, we began our trek back home. What a beautiful morning it had been—truly a witnessed miracle!
The Lord began to speak to me, reminding me of Whose I am. Just as that baby was born with a birthmark, Christ crucified brought about the same thing. I am marked with a deposit, the Holy Spirit!
“And
you also were included in Christ when you heard the
message of truth, the gospel of your salvation. When you
believed, you were marked in
him with a seal, the promised Holy Spirit, who is a deposit
guaranteeing our inheritance until the redemption of those who are God’s
possession—to the praise of his glory.” -Ephesians 1:13-14
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| Toria holding Baby JayJay |
Praise be to the Lamb who has marked me as His.
-Toria