I had an introduction to the medical system this month when the husband of an Elder was rushed to the General Hospital in St. George’s. The General Hospital here operates as other hospitals do in other parts of the world that struggle financially. You wear your own pyjamas; bring your own sheets; buy your own medication for the nurses to administer; at around double the cost in Canada, I might add. Your family feeds you as they always have. Need kidney dialysis three days a week? At $400 CAD per treatment that amounts to $1,200 CAD each week. When your monthly income is under $1,000 CAD how can you afford the dialysis or medication? If you live with cancer, heart issues and diabetes it is the malignant poverty that is invariable fatal. The average expectation of life is 64 years for men, 66 years for women. Oh, by the way, I’m sure you will have noticed how much the act of hand washing is in the news across the world. The toilet at the General Hospital was spotlessly clean, just like the hospital itself. However, despite the signs in many prominent places in the toilet about the necessity of hand washing there was no soap. You bring that with you too.
The school holiday for the Easter break brought the youth from
The 2009 Graduating Class from MacDonald College held their final assembly Wednesday afternoon of this last week. We sang hymns and praise songs, prayed, read scripture, heard a homily, received many words of advice and felt the bitter-sweet joy/sadness as well as the elation/fear around the upcoming separation. It was as powerful a church service as I have ever been at. And, as the students were blessed, one of the most moving.
Proverbs 3: 5-6 tells us to “Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding: in all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make your paths straight.” Over the last few months’ life here has been a response to the reality which we find here in Grenada, to what truly is. To do this we have been leaning on the Lord so much that we have barely noticed how clear our path was and is. As I sat one evening, swept up and away by the glory of the sunset over Sateurs, I finally knew that what all of us on this Island are called to is indeed far beyond us, and yet by virtue of our very baptism it is already ours.
Trust in the Lord indeed, trust in the Lord.