Uncle Victor

A Friend Go Home-Uncle Victor

Looking back over these years we known each other, it seems like yesterday. Being married with 6 children and need to raise them under very difficult conditions, was not an easy task. We did not know him that well, but we saw something in his life that wants us to be a better person.

When we first met, his wife was busy dying. Holding his hand while she was dying that day, was not an easy thing. She went in peace at home, that was 2 years ago. Standing with him through an amputation is already a big step. Going for the second time is more difficult and for the 3rd time and then the fourth. “When will it ever stop”, we thought, when he came here again. I was angry for him because he did not listen to good advice. What could we do. God says we need to help the helpless. This time it was really serious. The diabetes was killing him.

We saved his life one-day with Coke. That was God’s divine timing. We talked a lot about God after that and he said he believes in God’s healing. God works in mysterious ways. How, I do not know! We prayed a lot and ask God to help.

Standing at his bed and see him struggle for air and not able to speak, made me realize how fragile our bodies are. One mishap and we can die. We need to be ready, daily, because we can die without notice. The signs were there that death was around the corner, but still he was fighting it. I was thinking what he told me a week ago:, “I do not want to die, Mordegai”.

He was scheduled to get the needed operation the next day. They should have given it already a week ago. The diabetes turned into Hyperglycemia combined with Hypoglycemia plus Gangrene and a kidney that did not want to release the water in his body. The odds were against him. The doctor said, “he will die anyway”. No sympathy from his side. Back to basics, life out here is not worth a lot these days.!! I heard the one lady was talking over the phone, while trying to returned the unused blood. She said:” The patient expired”.

HE passed away during the night. All alone by himself and nobody to comfort him. He was already in a coma when his son came to visit, thinking he was just asleep, he went off again. Later he died. Nobody wanted to care for him, now that he is dead, all of a sudden everyone is concerned. May God help us not to be ignorant. The family is in ruins. The older brother already started to fight with the other brothers because they did not help. Pray for this family to be united again in this time.

We will miss him and always remember him as a good friend and always time for a good joke or 2.

We shall observe qualities of skin that allow for quick adaptation to changes. But these qualities are useless if the receptors of skin are numbed. God Himself chose to establish a tangible presence in the world where He, like men and women, felt – through skin – fatigue, pain, and ultimately death. No better model of tactile love exists than his Son. And now we are called to be His sensitive “skin” in the world.

Fearfully and wonderfully made – Dr Paul Brand and Philip Yancey