Lawson writes . . . sharing thoughts and memories

July 18, 2010

Stung . . . and Shot!

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This is another story about my friend.  You read about him in the blog Speaking A Foreign Language, www.lawsonjolly.com/2010/05/28.

It was a national holiday in Costa Rica.  Our two families journeyed by train to the west coast to spend a few days at a chalet made available to us.  There was no train station, but the train would stop at points where people needed to debark.  From the tracks, it was about three-quarters of a mile to the chalet.  Carrying our luggage and encouraging the children to “keep up,” we walked the dusty road.

One of the largest iguanas I ever saw sat in the road as if waiting for us.  Sitting in the road, the head of the iguana must have been at least five feet in the air!  We began to wonder what to expect.  Fortunately, he did not want to encounter us, and he moved into the bush.

The chalet was a delightful place close to the beach.  The beach did not have white sand, but black.  It was a volcanic ash.  Nevertheless, it was a relaxing and pleasant place.  On our second day, we decided we would like to have fish for dinner.  Down on the beach was a small, open shack where refreshments could be bought, plus they did sell fish.

My friend and I walked down to buy some fish for dinner.  As we were in the open air shack, a strong gusty wind blew through.  It caused the place to shake.  Suddenly someone hollered, and people began to duck under tables.  A very large wasp nest had been dislodged, and the wasps were attacking!  My friend dove behind he counter, but into a mass of wasps.  He was stung several times.  One on the lip.

As we left to return to our families, his lip began to swell.  It continued to swell and we knew some aid was needed.  He was reacting to this sting.  Our wives did not have anything to help with the swelling.  There was a house a short distance away.  We walked down to the home to see if perhaps they had some ice.  They did not, but expressed concern over the swelling.  They did have a car and offered to take us to find ice.

The two men were extremely kind.  However, it only took a few minutes to discover they were inebriated.  They saw this as more of a joy ride than an emergency.  Too late for us, we were in the back seat travelling unknown roads.  They could find no ice because the few tiendas they found were closed — it was a national holiday!

After a couple of hours of this excursion, they drove into a small village.  Alas, there was a small store open.  It also had a pharmacy. (Not by American standards!)  The sole proprietor commented loudly that he could take care of my friend.  With the seriousness of the moment, we welcomed any help.  We did not understand all the language, but through gestures, my friend realized that he needed to drop his pants and bend over!  And before he could ask questions, the man plunged the needle into his bottom!

It was a large needle–probably used many times–and with some unknown drug in it!  The men that had driven us laughed loudly, as did others in the store.  This did not occur behind the counter, but in the open as everyone observed!   With no ice, but a burning sensation, my friend and I got in the back seat of the car and were driven back to the chalet.  It was long after dark, and our wives were obviously concerned that we had been gone so long with strangers in a foreign land.

However, whether from the drive . . . the injection . . . or our faithful, caring God . . . my friend survived!  I choose the care of our heavenly Father who always knows where we are at all times, and He knows our needs! 

“Are not two sparrows sold for a penny?  Yet not one of them will fall to the ground apart from the will of your Father.  And even the very hairs of your head are all numbered.  So do not be afraid, you are worth more than many sparrows.”  (Matthew 10:29-31)  “For a man’s ways are in full view of the Lord . . . .” (Proverbs 5:21)

Lawson

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