A week ago I saw first hand the effect of the multiple killings by herdsmen in my clinic.
The Anglican junior seminary in Gidan Waya houses little children in boarding houses, employing good hearted teachers to teach, cook and care for them. I am talking about children within the ages of 5-10years.
One of such children, a 5-year-old, was brought to my consulting room on account of vomiting and fever. I guessed it was malaria because of the season and the symptoms. Test confirmed. We treated and she was good the next day.
Upon arriving at the hospital for work the next morning, she quickly ran up to me innocently and hugged me, clinging very tightly to me. I smiled.
The smile was replaced by a straight face, then a mournful one, then a sad one.
Her father had been killed 2 years ago prematurely by herdsmen when their homes were attacked in a far off village(I forget the name now). Lots of thoughts flooded my mind and I just couldn't help thinking deeply. A little girl has been left without a father but a poor mother who has got to struggle to fend for her and her siblings. The mother is only farming. The girl is just 5. For how long can she continue fending for this child until she can self-sustain in a harsh environment like ours?
Now I understand why our Lord Jesus says he is the husband of the widows, because I don't even see how this poor lady is about to raise this brilliant angel here to adulthood.
Well, everything will be fine. It just has to be.
God bless you all, we have done our bit in making her healthy again as promised by the RDI, we can't do more. We wish we could.
Let us continue to pray for widows and the poor little children who really do not deserve to go through all these sorts of trauma around the world. We are obligated to bequeath them a peaceful environment to grow healthy and thrive.
RDI… everyone deserves good health.