Phway Phway’s Cry for Help MYANMAR By Louise Sinclair-Peters
I had not seen Phway Phway for several months. She had been among the ladies who had helped sort coffee beans on our farm in Myanmar. During their time with us, many of the ladies had been powerfully touched by the love of Jesus Christ. However, it was difficult for us to do follow-up with them, so we had lost touch with many of them, including Phway Phway. Then, several months later, on a day when I was experiencing some severe disappointments, I asked God what I should do. I heard him say something unexpected, “Louise, hang on. I have a surprise for you, to comfort you and bring you joy.” That very day, Phway Phway walked into my house and said, “Is there anything I can do to help you? I am going to have a baby in two weeks and I can’t pay my hospital bill.”
Phway Phway knew she could not afford the surgery, so she started yelling out, “Jesus, help me! Jesus, save me!”
“Sure,” I said, “Why don’t you teach me the local language?” Every day, Phway Phway came and taught me. She quickly became part of our family and we had opportunity to pray for her and teach her from the Bible. Weeks later, when Phway Phway was in the agony of labor, the doctor announced that the baby was stuck in a breech position and that an emergency C-section would be required. Phway Phway knew she could not afford the surgery, so she started yelling out, “Jesus, help me! Jesus, save me!” The nurses all looked at her in shock and said, “We thought you were a Buddhist?” “I am,” she said, “but I believe in Jesus too.” Then she began calling out again, “Jesus, save me!”
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