here is a text from Gwen Schmidt director of Ebenezer Glen orphanage.
The photo is one of Rebecca Tamea's orchids.
Editor's addition:
Many of you who are a part of our email network have heard the story of Keuchia Bonumair. For those of you who have not, we include her story. What a miracle God has wrought! She is a 3-year old girl whose mother brought her to the EGO clinic this spring when "Dr. Enrique" de la Piedra was visiting. She had what appeared to be a large facial tumor--her face was distorted almost beyond recognition and it was actually starting to grow out of her nose. Dr. Enrique offered to get her to the states and find a doctor who would operate on her. While he returned to Florida and worked on that part of the process, those at EGO began to work also--finding birth certificates for her and her mother (who had lost hers in the floods last year!), then getting passports, making all the appointments to get visas, etc., each step requiring funds as God provided. (During this time, the tumor continued to grow--ever faster, it seemed.) Every step along the way, it would appear hopeless, but God continued to open doors and work miracles. Finally the day arrived and Keuchia and her mother boarded the plane, making their way to Florida.
Once in Florida, doctors who had offered their services began a week-long process of exams, testing, and determining the best course of action. Then the bottom dropped out--they had no answers--no hope! We were told that there was no cure for this most aggressive form of cancer and it was too "involved" to be able to remove! Keuchia's mom was given large amounts of narcotic pain-killers and they returned to Haiti to await the end of her daughter's life in a very short time.
So many who had worked so hard, prayed so much, invested so much in the life of this little girl were devastated! God wasn't finished, though. Led by Dr. Conrad Tamea in Florida (who had worked with little Nixon's eyes months before), an international day of prayer and fasting was set for noon on the following Sunday. Word went out to individuals and churches everywhere that were a part of our email network. As Doris says, "We prayed that, just as Jesus cursed the fig tree, the tumor be cursed and dry up from the very roots." (Keuchia's mother, not knowing what was planned, had actually left her at home with family that Sunday and walked into the town to the tabernacle. But God knew--and mom was prayed over and anointed for healing in her daughter's place.) We prayed, believing.
The following Sunday, Keuchia's mother came again alone to the tabernacle. At the end of the service, she asked to testify. She said that the previous Sunday, when she returned home, the tumor was draining and she could already see the difference in the swelling above her eyes! Another week later and we were able to take pictures that didn't even look like the same little girl! She looked and looked at herself in the mirror, then turned and said (as it translates into English), "I'm healed!" At this date, the tumor is still receding, seeming to draw up as we would recognize a smaller skin blemish to do. We are anticipating the day when there is no sign of it! Glory to our God!
