Namwianga Mission is so many things: a college, a secondary school, basic schools, a farm, a church development team, orphan homes, a radio station, and a clinic. I’m sure I’m missing some things, but those are many of the ministries Namwianga offers. I love it when I see those ministries overlap and we can all work together for a common good. Like yesterday, for instance, a group of college students came up to the Haven just to hold and play with babies in their free time. That’s so great for both the students and the babies who both give and receive love in the process.
Today, I was able to again see the various ministries overlap when I took one of our children, Busiku, to Namwianga Clinic’s new Physiotherapy Room. It’s only been open a short while, but I already know it will be so valuable to some of our babies at the Haven.
|Francis and Busiku|
Busiku has cerebral palsy and microcephaly. We are trying to find a special school for her to attend where she can receive the interventions and therapy that she truly needs. Busiku’s needs are outside the realm of what we normally handle, and she is school-age without a special needs school around. We are looking into some schools in Lusaka, but in the meantime, I met Francis, the new physiotherapist at the clinic. I told him about Busiku, and he said he’d love to help her. So, we began a standing Monday, Wednesday, Friday therapy appointment, where he will teach both me and one of our aunties some stretches and techniques that will help Busiku loosen up her muscles and hopefully one day be able to sit unassisted. All of the stretches can eventually be done from home, so his training will be so beneficial for us.
It was great to watch Francis work with Busiku so lovingly. She is one of the the happiest children in all of our homes, and she just giggled away as he worked on stretching out her hands, elbows, knees, hips, neck, etc. She only got mad at him a couple of times, but she smiled even as she grunted at him! She was definitely worn out after a hard morning’s work.
As I drove home, Busi laughing at every pothole in the road that bounced her up and down, I smiled at how good God is to us. It was so wonderful to only have to drive 5 minutes down the road to get Busi some therapy she needed. And it wasn’t from a gruff, impatient person we could have easily met at a nearby hospital, but it was Francis, a Christian man who treated her like she was valued and important. He saw in her what God sees in her, which was refreshing to watch. It was just neat to see the body of Christ work together, everyone doing what they can do to serve God’s children with the talents they've been given. Namwianga's a special place, and I feel blessed to be a part of this body.