a large grin on his face. His eyes did not look in the same direction,
so he often had to turn his head to point his eye so he could look at
me. His skinny little legs were mostly floppy and limp and have been
that way for most of his life. With the help of his parents or neighbor
kids, he tied sticks to his legs with strips of old rubber moto
inner-tubes to stiffen his legs a little. That, in conjunction with a
pair of wooden crutches, enabled him to shuffle short distances away
from home.
Frederick came to the gate that day and asked me for 25 francs. That is
equivalent to 5 cents USD. He wanted to buy a small piece of bread. Over
the months and years, he still comes to visit.
He lives just a few hundred meters from our compound. When we drive to
town, he is often sitting on the worn-shiny trunk of a felled palm tree.
Just sitting. Sometimes with a group of friends. Sometimes alone. While
many other boys his age go to school, he stays home because he cannot
walk that far.
Last week he came to visit. He had a letter from his father asking me to
help him with his legs. I don't think there is much that can be done to
help him, but I promised to do a little research. If it will help, I'd
like to raise enough money to send him to the handicap clinic in Moundou.
I also gave him a solar mp3 player containing the New Testament in
Nangjere. He was delighted. Frederick now listens to the Bible regularly
at his place on the shiny palm log. And when we drive by, we often see
him with a circle of friends listening...
Please pray that the Holy Spirit will speak to the hearts of those who
listen to God's Word and that their lives will be changed.
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