On March 18th, a Wednesday, one of our Kenyan disciples, Sammy, and myself (Tim) went to Saboti to check on the health of this church. While we were there we heard about a malaria outbreak that had taken hold of this small little village.
The village of Saboti is estimated at about 1,000 people, but this small community of people where we were ministering are known as the hill people (per their own wording). There are about 10 to 12 families that live up on this little rock hill where they have literally carved flat places to build their small little mud hut. They live very close together, no place for crops, no yard, and barely enough space for a line to hang their cloths to dry.
This particular day we sat down to talk with this small church and discovered many in the room had been suffering with malaria for many days. In fact, many that lived on that rock either had malaria or was impacted because someone in their family had it. After our meeting Sammy and I headed to the local hospital—a small two room office space, dark, dusty, and manned by only one person, Dr. Evans.
I paid Dr. Evans a couple hundred shillings (a few dollars) to pay for the malaria test. We called to have the locals bring one sick mama and one sick baby so we could confirm this sickness. After confirming malaria was the cause of the body aches, sweats, shivers (on a 90 degree day), exhaustion, and no energy, we ordered 10 doses of medication. We were blessed, and surprised, that this tiny little hospital actually had all the medication needed.
I returned to this village 5 days later. I couldn’t believe the changes in people! There was such great joy to see me—so many came to me thanking me for the medication, the healing, and the saved lives of their children! What an absolute blessing it was to witness the joy, the sincere looks—so deep into my eyes—of those who had been healed.
As we walked through the village, my translator told me of many stories and names and introductions of those who were impacted by this medication. I often cannot pronounce the names, the faces I’m only learning to know at this time, but the testimony lives on! Thank you for your support of our medical missions. It’s totally amazing to me how only a few dollars will save lives; a few dollars is huge to these people; a few dollars…they simply don’t have! May the Lord continue to bless you as you serve Him.