The trouble with being an anthropologist, is that you rarely study those in really nice affluent countries!  Rather, you are stuck with the ones nobody really wants to know in any case - the out of the way, deep- in-Africa type of place......

And in this type of location you find all kinds of challenges that you didn't bargain for or even thought of before embarking on your quest to get to know them!  You  know, to read about people suffering in the National Geographic, or to see it on TV, is quite different than seeing a person in agony and in the worst case even smelling death....

Yes, this is a bit of a morbid post, but hey, i have to have an outlet besides talking to my husband........and so here we go....
Yesterday i cleaned out a lady's wounds - Massive cancer growths that even the hospital will not treat anymore.  When i opened the dressing there were "things" wriggling in the dead skin!  Oh, goodness, how terrible,,,,but apart from coming to us, where will she go.  Where else will she get a soft hand and a soothing salve?  So sad, but so real - one of those things that you didn't bargain for when you signed up!

The whole point of living here is to get to know the people, but sometimes you wish you didn't know all that much - to lessen your own pain.  A face has a name, a name becomes a friend and when do you stop worrying and wanting to make it all better for everyone?  Too heavy a burden to carry! 

But in all of this, i know God's peace is around me, giving me the grace to deal with stuff that i do not know how to handle, helping me to have compassion, being in a small way His hands and feet here on earth.  And now i know why Jesus could not send away the crowds and had compassion on them......  

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