It was a hard road that brought us to Tenwek in 2006, but like many difficult journeys we were left changed in the end.
The Bemms came to be Missionaries to Tenwek hospital in 2004. I had met Chuck and Amy Bemm when I was a pre-med student in undergrad and had shadowed Chuck, a pediatrician, at the Christian clinic he worked at in Pittsburgh. I also worked at the clinic during a summer while I was in college. Before the Bemms left for Kenya they encouraged us to come visit and for Andy to do a rotation at the hospital while he was in medical school. We were excited to go, but in the midst of planning our trip we found out that I was pregnant and decided it would not be a good idea to go since I would be to far along in the pregnancy.
About a month later, Chuck came back to the states to take his boards and we met with him and talked about their experience in Kenya. We were sad we couldn’t go and visit them in Kenya. I told Andy that if anything happened with our pregnancy, that we should do everything that we could to try to go to Kenya.
A few weeks later we had a miscarriage. It was a very difficult time for each of us and trying on our faith and marriage. We named our baby Miriam and said that she was in Heaven watching over us and our future children just like Miriam in the Bible watched over her brother Moses.
We went forward with our plans to come to Tenwek. The day we arrived we had dinner at the Bemm’s house. Chuck was late for dinner and when he arrived he was so upset about a little baby in the NICU that he had been working with named Moses. He had been found in the river and was having complications. He was not expected to live through the night. As Chuck and Amy talked we gathered the Bemm kids and prayed for baby Moses.
He made it through the night but everyday fluctuated. I felt a special bond with Moses and prayed for him constantly. I sewed him a positioner and provided some occasional range of motion. He was so fragile and my first NICU patient. The only thing of meaning I could do was pray.
After 2 months of being in the NICU, Moses was healthy enough to go to the Baby Center (an orphanage run by World Gospel Mission) The Bemms, along with Andy and I drove the 4+ hour drive to bring Moses to his new home.
I wanted to adopt Moses, but as I looked into the process and laws in Kenya, and spoke with others, I realized it would not be possible unless we were willing to move to Kenya for a year or more. With Andy’s training the only way we could do it is if we were apart for a year.
I have prayed and longed for Moses for the past 3.5 years. When the Bemms were in the states for furlough, I learned that he had still not been adopted. Part of me was still hoping that Moses would be able to come home with us one day. I can’t tell you how excited I was to hear that he was adopted and lived in the next town.
I got a call from Amy that Moses and his family were at the hospital to do some paper work! I could not believe it! I just wanted to cry, God is so faithful to let me have this opportunity to see this boy who I have prayed for all these years. I will post pictures of Moses when he was a baby and now, he is so BIG!
I am so grateful that God gave me the opportunity to see Moses. Meeting Moses in 2006 helped me heal from our miscarriage. Because of our miscarriage, it opened the door for us to come to Kenya, and I knew my baby Miriam was watching over baby Moses.