After I attended the funeral service, I went to a nearby clinic to use the rest room. It was a mission clinic started by a foreign doctor in the 1920s. At that time it was the only clinic in the vicinity.
The area prospered years later. Nobody took over at some point as there was no longer any need for a charity clinic. Lately a local called by God restarted it. He was a poor lad who some how managed to go abroad and worked his way through his medical course. There was no scholarship to be won at that time. He waitered, washed dishes, gardened, cleaned houses, shoveled snow, ... worked at any menial job so that he could continue to study.
After he returned home, he worked for the Government for many years. Later he worked overseas, earning twenty times what he used to in his home country. In the third part of his life, he restarted this ministry. I am surprised that the church who allowed him to use the premise did not contribute any money or medicine to his work. For the poor we shall always have with us, in any town. Globalization brought many foreign workers to the area. Once again, there is such a need for a doctor with a golden heart. I salute this couple, who in their golden years chose to follow Christ to serve the needy. It is very sad that in a big and prosperous town, no other doctor would step in to help when they go away for short breaks. They have no choice but to close the clinic. We indeed need more people like them in all parts of the world.
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