Hysterectomy.
I helped perform a hysterectomy (look it up, as I have no intention of describing it here). I walked into a clinic, they handed me scrubs, and told me to help out, and the next thing I know they're straight-up gutting a lady on a table in front of me. It was quite entertaining, and I think I'll be going back to the clinic twice weekly to help out heretoafter. Regardless, it was a new experience, a strange experience, and an experience I may end up reliving.
I also got pictures and video footage. Fun!
On a more spiritual and less graphic note, we went door-to-door evangelizing last Wednesday, and though we only made it to one house, what happened there unfettered my heart from the shackles that have long bound it. I met a man by the name of Francis, and while he was vocal that he was not yet a believer, he was even more adamant and vocal about having me read a portion of Scripture, write it down, and give it to him to read again later. I opened up on a whim to Romans 8:18-30 (forgotten by me was the fact that I had referenced Romans 8:18 that morning in my journal). As I wrote the passage down, I became overwhelmed with the fact that I was writing God's very Word, that I was giving it to someone aching and searching for the truth, and that I had even the slightest capacity to understand it even in the smallest proportion. I gave the passage to him, explained it as best as I could in the Holy Spirit, and we parted ways.
A few moments later, I couldn't help myself from crying out in the public square, "I love Jesus!" My cup overflowed. I had no means of keeping that immense amount of sheer, unadulterated joy inside me, and so it came out. It was a new experience, a strange experience, and an experience I hope I end up reliving.
That's all for this week. I apologize for having nothing to say on the English teaching front, as that venue sort of dissolved, but for good reasons. I am still a bit contemplative of the idea I spoke of a few entries ago, and the more I think about it, the more I'm drawn to it, and the more I believe it may be where God is calling me. More on this when I get back stateside.
I am thankful for the extra pair of headphones Jake brought with him, since mine aren't working anymore. Please pray for the continued health and well-being of our team, and pray for boldness in my spirit. I beg that you pray for my increased trust in God's plan and not my own.
God wins.
Benjamin S Campbell
@the_passport
