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A ONE MONTH JOURNAL Sept-2004

And now, the journal dedicated to the child singlehandedly responsible for the world's diaper toxicity crisis: Mr. "Where else would you like me to put it?" -Isaiah

Today's Entry: Throwed rolls

2005-02-25 - 8:10 p.m.

Most 12 year-olds would rather celebrate their birthday party at the firehouse or the pool, but Debbie's youngest son Lance chose to go to Lamberts in Sikeston, MO. The restaurant there is famous for being the home "of the throwed rolls." It's a unique restaurant where they've become known for throwing the bread rolls to the customers. Most of the time they hit the intended target. Sometimes, though, a head unfortunately gets in the way. Elijah got Kelsey a couple times by waving at the roll-thrower in front of Kelsey, then moving his hands out of the way once the roll was enroute.

Isaiah was fascinated by the roll guy. He tried his own hand at throwing the rolls on his plate and quickly got himself in trouble with his daddy. Little boys his age have an instinctive urge to throw things, but a restaurant is certainly not the place to indulge that instinct. His restraint was rewarded with a big balloon from his grandpoppy.

I had a great conversation with a couple visiting Becky from Comalapa, Mexico. Dr. and Mrs. Gris are a Mexican medical couple who practice in a very primitive clinic near the frontier with Guatemala. Dr. Gris was the doctor who delivered Carlos from a young Mexican woman who came into the clinic in labor. David and Becky, who were also missionaries living there at the time, adopted him shortly after the young woman refused to take him home.

Dr. and Mrs. Gris speak very little English so it was a wonderful experience to brush up on my Spanish. They showed me pictures of the tiny little operating suite where Dr. Gris does his surgeries and his deliveries. His only form of anesthesia apparently is a spinal, and his wife keeps the patients calm by talking to them, circulating the room, and providing the supplies needed during the surgery. He said that, in Mexico, if you look too near the grave from your illness or disease, the physicians steer away from doing surgery on you - "Por la reputacion del cirugano." It seems reputation is more important than meeting the need in other countries besides our own. So, many of the poor would get no treatment whatsoever if he and his wife did not provide it. I told Brenda that I would so much love to spend a few weeks with him at Bella Vista, helping in any way I could. The kids need to see what the rest of the world lives like, and see that the blessings that fill their lives in this country will someday demand an accounting from God as to how they were used to alleviate the sufferings and needs of others. I don't want them growing up thinking only of how to make their own lives more comfortable.

Doug

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