After I thought we couldn't meet anymore of God's disciples here in Wa, Evelyon introduced us to yet another one, Bosco. Brother Bosco, as he is called, works with handicapped children. He helps supply them with jobs, receive medical treatment, and helps them become more accepted into their families lives. Much like AIDS victims, handicapped people are hidden away from the outside world because their families are ashamed of them. Because of the stigma, handicapped individuals don't go to school and aren't really part of the family. Bosco told us a story of visiting a handicapped child: at the sound of his truck pulling into the driveway, the child hid away because that is what his family told him to do whenever a guest came to the house. But Bosco pleads for funding for these people, and he drives them all the way down to Accra for their treatments. He stays with them for the whole procedure and drives them back home (13 hour drive). Evelyn and Bosco both spoke of the frustrations for lack of funding.
"Their problem is my problem," as Evelyn says. Shouldn't we all think this way? Why don't our hearts break for those in pain? And if they do, why don't we do anything about it? As Christians, it's our duty to feel for these people. After all, we all have the same Father.
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