Let’s Do 8thMile Again

Last week i swam in love, love so deep i came alive.
Oka autonomous community in Isiala Mbano Imo state was where 8th mile held.
On reaching the residence for volunteers i was in awe, prior to that i envisioned that since we were going to a village, we would probably get to sleep in a “village looking” house or community hall (like we always did on geological field trips), we didn’t.

I remember the cool Doctors i met on my way to the village; the begining of an amazing friendship.
Throughout the love-outreach, i was a Doctor, ๐Ÿ˜Ž

Literally,

Okay, fine i served with the Vitals team. I felt like a Doctor, i mean i got to check blood sugar, BP. The name “Dr” got dropped on me here and there by the locals so i picked it up. ๐Ÿ˜Ž

Love was in the air, love so thick i could cut it if i tried.

From the laughter that sprinted from a local’s mouth when Joy said; “Ba Igbo” to a woman who kept speaking Igbo to her to Nono helping a woman walk towards a Doctor.

I saw wonder mixed with contentment in the smile of some of the local’s when they got treated and issued glasses, it was as though they saw the world for the very first time.
I remember loving the patience in Dr Ogo’s eyes, readily listening and the humor in Dr Ada’s eyes ready to burst with laughter, the fire in Dr Williams eyes ready to set diseases ablaze, the compassion in Dr Emma’s eyes, spelling hope.
I remember trying to fill a form for a 78years old man and i asked if he was married, he started laughing and kept laughing telling me it was impossible for a 78yrs old man to be single.
I can still feel the joy that poured in with testimonies from young folks in the school stepping forward and making Jesus their all.
It was a total love experience for me, everything seemed to fit, every step generated the next like organs relating in unison from my roommates, three to be precise ( A talker, a gist partner and an untroubled water) to the rest of the volunteers, different characters coming together to spread love.

8th mile was like a solved puzzle, each act leading to another act of love.

Let’s do 8thMile again for that woman who dropped her brokenness and sorrows at the feet of Jesus, i tell you there are more like her.
Let’s do 8thMile again for the kids that got drugs,

Let’s do 8thMile again for the 786 persons that were treated,

Let’s do 8thMile again for the 544 people that made Jesus their all.

Let’s do 8th again,

Please,

let’s do 8thMile again.

*( The YWAP (Youth With A Purpose) 8th Mile Project is built on the foundation of practical love of Jesus Christ in Matthew 25:35-36. We make available tokens of free medical, surgical care and welfare relief materials for residents in rural areas as well as urban slums in Nigeria and Africa.

Www.ywap.org )

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