Medical to the remote

This Blog is all about the work of God. Nothing we do is without the knowledge of our Father. He is the soul provider for everything we do.
We are Mordegai, Toinette, Suzaan,Gideon and Anton Rossouw from Namibia-Africa. . This Blog is all about our lives here in Cambodia while Suzaan works in South Africa. We are real Farmers from Africa and we love life and what it have to offer and enjoy it day by day.

Mordegai travels to remote villages up in the far North of Cambodia, doing much needed medical work ,where no other doctors go, with local pastors as well as the Department of Health of Ratanakiri.

Toinette is at home with the boys. Homeschooling Gideon is a task not for sissies, while Anton is in Eli school. .She joins FGC Community Link Cambodia to the villages close by, teaching local children in an after school setting and also women about Health Issues in a village setting.

We consider us Asians as we live such a long time in Asia, eating rice as a staple food and not meat......

Our motto in life comes from a dear friend:

With common sense and God we
can accomplish a lot

Robin Wales




Friday, September 27, 2013

Whatever Lord Sept.2013



Wow, what a rainy season this turn out to be. Wish so I was in Namibia with all this rain. So think of my own place during these long hours of rain. Want to smell the fresh ground, when the first drops plunges on the soft ground. Asia have no smells like that, only garbage smells……Flooding is part of the North these days and just came back from Ratanakiri, where water reached alarming heights. We stood knee-deep in the market, on our way into Koklak, a small village that is waist deep under water. Could not go, but need to wait till the water resides. Poor tribal people have to find height ground to make tents to sleep in, just a plastic tarp under the trees. They lost everything, due to Vietnam, opening the dams in the Se San River.






Busy with such beautiful outreaches these days. Need to tell you all about the good stuff that is happening. A Korean pastor and his friend came along. The pastor has Parkinson and winching and twitching the whole time, but church plant, he will church plant. I got new respect for this guy, keep him in front of me for encouragement in times of hardship; he is my new hero now.






Our outreaches took place in front of a Temple. The old Khmer Pastor that came along started to share to all the children-monks about Christ and everyone had to get a Jesus-tract. It was such a great time with him sharing and people listening. I was pulling teeth, from monks as well as the local people. Our next day event was also in a Temple and once again the old Khmer Pastor was with us. Once again he shared about Christ inside the Temple. So many children I did not see in a long time. Samai and I work hard that day, giving meds to all the sick.









We had a great time with another small church in a Charay tribal village. We went there after we could not go to Koklak, due to flooding. We were literally flooded with people that are sick. Due to all the heavy rain, everyone has Diarhee as well as infected ears. For the first time I looked into the adult’s ears and was shocked to discover that most of them already have chronic ear infections. People just not take it serious when you tell them about their ears. I saw a small glimpse of hope when the adults were asking me to look into their ears.
They normally never come for that. Also had to help a guy with a very big boil on his neck. I was born to clean this stuff and was ready for him. Poor guy, he was in agony for a while.  It was a great day with the elders sitting and helping Samai and me to fill bags for eye/ear -solution and just visiting with the people.








What strikes me of this village is the way they live in harmony with each other. The Mosque is next to the church and in the night the leader of the mosque came and visit with us in the house of the elders. We had a good time together and I even shared some Duck Dynasty with the guy, to show him what a real beard is suppose to look like…..the elders asked us to go to another village far away to do medical. We will meet them soon and do and outreach with this small church. Just love it when the church wants to do an outreach.

Travelling is a bit hard on my body, but, I do not complain and enjoy it. My hands just do not want to close properly after a week’s riding on the bike and I started to grow fungus on my feet, due to riding with wet boots all the time….Just a small discomfort if I think off all those poor tribal people that need to sleep under the stars due to flooding.
Ok enough of these and thanks for reading till here. Love you all and want to hear from you too.


Rossouw-clan

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