Faces

Here are only a small fraction of faces that have been imprinted on my heart over the past 7 months.

Psalm 146

Blessed is he whose help is the God of Jacob,

whose hope is in the Lord his God,

The Maker of heaven and earth

the sea and everything in them

The Lord, who remains faithful forever.

He upholds the cause of the oppressed

and gives food to the hungry.

The Lord sets the prisoners free

the Lord gieves sight to the blind

The Lord lifts up those who are bowed down

The Lord loves the righteous.

The Lord watches over the alien

and sustains the fatherless and the widow,

but He frustrates the ways of the wicked.

The Lord reigns forever,

your God, O Zion, for all generations.

Well, we're down to 3 patients which means most of the nurses are being turned into the "Mercy Ship's Moving Company." We've all had our share of scrubbing, moving, stacking, and more cleaning. It's quite depressing to walk down the ward hall and not see patients milling about. Things are too quiet at times. I haven't let the sadness set in yet because if I think about it too much tears threaten to come; it seems like they have been too close to the surface as of late.