A 12-YEAR OLD GIRL DIES (I)
Here’s my involvement:
. 1. Once I was a 12-year-old girl. I know what it’s like to be a girl with her whole life ahead of her.
.2 I worked my way through college, four years, in a hospital. Pediatrics. We were very understaffed. Sometimes it was only an RN and myself for 30 – 40 young patients. If it became life-threatening, of course they’d send over another person; a “floater” who could do some of the routine things. I got to learn a lot of medical procedure in those days.
One summer evening there was a terrible accident on a lake shore. Parents had tucked their children into their sleeping bags; hung the kerosene lantern up high, out of reach; and when the two children were sound asleep, the parents left to go out for a short rowboat ride, staying close to shore.
Not close enough. Somehow the tent caught on fire and the parents couldn’t get there in time. The 12-year-old girl and her 4-year-old little brother were rushed to the hospital, to us.
I saw them when I came in on my next shift. They shared a hospital room. They were burned pretty badly, but at this stage their burned skin was only pink. The blackened skin had been scraped off, but even the pink skin was dying. They had to be scraped down every few hours, and a silver nitrate solution poured over the open skin.
Many nerves had been killed, so they felt horrifying pain only while the scraping was going on. Brother and sister even talked to each other. I don’t think they realized how seriously they were burned.
One day, the little boy was talking to his sister, his sister answered, but the little boy didn’t answer back. He died – just like that. Shock, they said. The sister did not die, but . . . .
I was young. 19 years old, I think. I was in shock too, and I’ve never forgotten this event.
. 3. (of my involvement) I am a Christian, and here’s what happened last week to a fellow Christian, a sister in Christ:
Radical-Islamists in the Middle East have stated they want to wipe out all Christians who live in their territory. Their words, not mine. Spoken fairly frequently. Those who haven’t been exterminated yet are, for now, paying a very, very high tax. Ruinously high – unless they convert to Islam.
It’s called the Jaziyah, in case you aren’t familiar with that term or that concept. Many Christians can’t afford to keep their homes or their businesses.
And one family missed a payment. They didn’t pay on time.
So their house was set on fire with the family inside. The mother and her 12-year-old daughter escaped out of their burning house and were taken to a medical center.
Now I have seen a 12-year-old girl who has been badly burned, lying in a hospital bed, quite close to death, and yet able to talk a little. I can imagine . . . this one. She was about to die; she wasn’t going to make it.
She was a devout Christian. She spoke a little to her mother. And “with her dying breath” she spoke her last two words:
A Christian who is devoted to his Lord will say The Lord’s Prayer daily; or twice or three times or more daily. “. . . And forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us.”
I think this little girl in the Middle East got it.
Have any Americans heard about this incident on their entertainment-news media? Because it’s important. Because it’s emblematic. That is, it’s a signal event, a symbol, of what is happening in general, commonly. It illustrates the dangers that Christians face all over the Middle East; It illustrates the brutality of those who are intent on conquering the known world.
They are on the move again.
Which brings me to a question and to the next post . . . .
Many sources have carried this story:
There’s more, but it’s not necessary to dwell on this story. Oddly – or horrifyingly – enough, there are worse stories out there about what the Radical-Islamists are doing to Christians.
But I can’t let my imagination start going to “dipping Christians in acid.”