One of our students – let’s call him John – was coming to the centre the other day when he suddenly heard women screaming. Rushing to the place he saw some women clustered outside a locked gate, trying to break into the property. On the other side of the wall a woman was screaming. She was crying that she had been unable to live up to God’s expectations. There was nothing else she could do. She had tried everything but now life was no longer worth living.
Who Can Repair a Broken Heart?
The sign on the back of a matatu (taxi)
The sign on the back of a matatu (taxi)
And with that she’d decided that she deserved to burn to death. She first drank some paraffin and then set herself alight.
When John finally made it over the fence he found a woman covered in flames. He looked around for something to put out the fire. But all he found was charcoal powder about him. So taking big handfuls, he threw it over her and finally managed to put out the flames. By this time she was screaming and blood was pouring from her mouth.
After wrenching the gate open, the women who had been frantically screaming outside came running in. They took the poor soul and put her into a car and rushed her to the hospital.
Unfortunately the woman did not survive her injuries.
A few days later I met the pastor who buried her. It was a large funeral so she must have been well known. She had told her pastor earlier how she had tried her best to overcome certain family problems but just could not get over them. What a tragedy that the only recourse she had felt open to her was to end her own life. And in such a horrific way!
Despite the outcome, we were very proud of John, that he had been brave and willing enough to try and save her.
John had demonstrated his courage on a previous occasion as well. As he was returning home one day through Naivasha, he saw a large crowd of people so went over to investigate.
When John finally made it over the fence he found a woman covered in flames. He looked around for something to put out the fire. But all he found was charcoal powder about him. So taking big handfuls, he threw it over her and finally managed to put out the flames. By this time she was screaming and blood was pouring from her mouth.
After wrenching the gate open, the women who had been frantically screaming outside came running in. They took the poor soul and put her into a car and rushed her to the hospital.
Unfortunately the woman did not survive her injuries.
A few days later I met the pastor who buried her. It was a large funeral so she must have been well known. She had told her pastor earlier how she had tried her best to overcome certain family problems but just could not get over them. What a tragedy that the only recourse she had felt open to her was to end her own life. And in such a horrific way!
Despite the outcome, we were very proud of John, that he had been brave and willing enough to try and save her.
John had demonstrated his courage on a previous occasion as well. As he was returning home one day through Naivasha, he saw a large crowd of people so went over to investigate.
Downtown Naivasha
A Jacaranda tree in full bloom
A Jacaranda tree in full bloom
The crowd was gathered around an old well and were peering into its depths. Apparently a young child had fallen in. The hole was so deep everybody was standing around trying to figure out how they could get the young one back out. Members of the Red Cross were there along with people from the Municipal Council. Someone had brought a rope and a few long ladders. They had tried to tie them together but that had been unsuccessful.
And so they were stuck, unsure of what they could do.
When John saw what was happening he stepped forward and offered to go into the deep well himself to collect the child. Initially they resisted the offer as they felt it was much too dangerous. But when they realised they’d run out of options, they tied the rope around him and slowly lowered him down into the deep pit.
Unfortunately John was left with a dead child to bring to the surface.
Despite not being able to save the child, we were still proud of John and impressed with his bravery. Anything could have been down that hole: dead goats or dogs, or snakes. Yet that thought had not stopped him from wanting to help. Sometimes it takes one person to be willing to stand up and make a difference. Well done!
And so they were stuck, unsure of what they could do.
When John saw what was happening he stepped forward and offered to go into the deep well himself to collect the child. Initially they resisted the offer as they felt it was much too dangerous. But when they realised they’d run out of options, they tied the rope around him and slowly lowered him down into the deep pit.
Unfortunately John was left with a dead child to bring to the surface.
Despite not being able to save the child, we were still proud of John and impressed with his bravery. Anything could have been down that hole: dead goats or dogs, or snakes. Yet that thought had not stopped him from wanting to help. Sometimes it takes one person to be willing to stand up and make a difference. Well done!