Craig McFadden
The 3rd and last day at Do Son started early for me (5:30am). As I was walking down the steps, my friends from Birla exited the hotel. We walked down to the beach, took a few pictures and walked back. When we were washing our feet, one of the house mothers came a grabbed the oldest child in my group, and hurried off in the direction of the beach. I didn’t think much of it, so one of the boys and I walked back to the hotel. I was talking with Kevin Mabry, when his son came running up to let us know one of the girls fell and hit her head on a rock on the beach. I ran to get a first aid kit while Kevin ran to get a translator. When we both got back we found out the child had already been taken to a clinic. At that point Cynthia led 5 of us in talking to our Father for the healing and safety of the child and the situation. One of the cool things was one of the kids stood with us while we talked with our Father. After this adventure we left for breakfast. I had some pictures from last year that Susanne and I hand out. During this time, one girl asked me about our faith, because she saw us holding hands talking to our Father. How awesome and a great opportunity. I was able to explain a little about it. I asked the translator if I should talk about it more, and she said this is good for now. After 5 years, this is the first child that asked about it, what a joy.
The 3rd and last day at Do Son started early for me (5:30am). As I was walking down the steps, my friends from Birla exited the hotel. We walked down to the beach, took a few pictures and walked back. When we were washing our feet, one of the house mothers came a grabbed the oldest child in my group, and hurried off in the direction of the beach. I didn’t think much of it, so one of the boys and I walked back to the hotel. I was talking with Kevin Mabry, when his son came running up to let us know one of the girls fell and hit her head on a rock on the beach. I ran to get a first aid kit while Kevin ran to get a translator. When we both got back we found out the child had already been taken to a clinic. At that point Cynthia led 5 of us in talking to our Father for the healing and safety of the child and the situation. One of the cool things was one of the kids stood with us while we talked with our Father. After this adventure we left for breakfast. I had some pictures from last year that Susanne and I hand out. During this time, one girl asked me about our faith, because she saw us holding hands talking to our Father. How awesome and a great opportunity. I was able to explain a little about it. I asked the translator if I should talk about it more, and she said this is good for now. After 5 years, this is the first child that asked about it, what a joy.
