Summer Dew! What a beautiful name - and she was indeed a beautiful girl, refreshing like her namesake. I met her in a city hospital in China. Her story was one of the many that had plucked at my heart strings. She was thirteen years old. She should be young, happy and carefree. Her parents had gone to live and work in a big coastal city to earn more so as to better their living condition, leaving her with her grandparents.
She did not lack anything, except perhaps not feeling being loved. They told me that she had tried to take her life by ingesting pesticide. This was her second attempt. When I saw her, she had balance problem and nerve damage. Therapeutic exercises and splinting can help her physically, but I cannot change her heart. Why was she so sad and depressed that she had to take her own life?...
I saw him in the pediatric ward in a country hospital. They said that he was premature. Though tiny, his limbs and body were well formed. He was beautiful. His parents named him “Strength”, hoping that he would be strong. He had difficulty sucking. His mother was so worried. She was hoping that he would be able to eat and get strong. You could see the concern and then despair in her eyes when he would not take to the nipple. After hunting high and low in the small town, we found a special nipple for him so that he can suck better. His mother became hopeful – but how I wish that she could find and understand that everlasting Hope!...
We met her in the hospital cafeteria. She was only a young teenager, but she was working in the hospital kitchen. She worked long hours. She came from a poor village and was far from her hometown. Her friends thought that she was lucky to get a job in the hospital in town. Normally, a young girl of her age would be going to middle school. She wanted so much to read and write. She had this wistful look in her eyes. Above all, she longed to be loved. How I wish she could find the One who is Love Himself!