God of the Speechless
A tearful mother and her only child sat on the bamboo platform outside their one-roomed shack in a village in the central plains of a Southeast Asian country. At nine years old, Mie Mie should have been in school, but she was so disabled she could not even move her arms and legs, or make any sound.
The whole team felt the sense of helplessness, as the cause of her disability was unknown and unlikely to respond to physical therapy or medication. With heavy hearts we moved on, with a promise to return after a few months.
But God sees. He remembers. He hears speech never uttered, prayers made with no sound.
Returning a few months later, we couldn’t find Mie Mie at first. Then we saw her…walking – unsteadily, but with purpose. Her mother came rushing across, her eyes flowing with tears. “I have my daughter back,” she exclaimed. When I asked the staff what they had done, they shrugged and said, “Well, we did some exercises, and set up some parallel bars… And we prayed for her as well’. This time we moved on with joy – all amazed at what we had just seen.
In recent years, we’ve opened several rehabilitation centers that offer physical therapy, as well as education and job skills. But many more needs – in areas such as speech and occupational therapy – remain. We need more who will hear the song of the speechless, who can offer voice, hope and dignity – and Good News to those living in shadow.