May 9, 2012
Meet Elias--and Pray for Him
Elias is a young man from this neighborhood. Around the beginning of this year, he began training for 5k races with Milciades, our next-door neighbor, AKA Superman of Maintenance for Hogar Ganar. Elias also began going to church and participating in youth activities, such as summer camp. He is by far the most shy person I've ever met, even more shy than my little brother, who had my mom ordering his Happy Meals till he joined the Army. Elias is the sort of guy who won't speak unless spoken to, and then he'll only respond if you repeat the question several times and stand by expectantly for his answer, which will come in one syllable. He's extremely intelligent, though--a year ahead in school and with great grades.
|Elias leading the pack|
Elias is always a gentleman. No matter what weird American-style food we put on his plate, he ate every bit, even if it meant thirty minutes of picking through it and slowly swallowing. It didn't matter if we said he could leave what he didn't like. Never wanting to offend, he was gonna eat every bite. About a month ago, I wanted to go to a special church service being held in town, on a night when one of the girls didn't feel well. Ken offered to stay home, but that meant I'd be taking the bus alone at night. Camille mentioned it to Elias, who hurried to get dressed so I wouldn't go alone. We got there and I was sure he'd go find the youth group, but he stayed by my side the whole night, helping me navigate the uneven sidewalks, the steps on and off the bus, and finding a place to sit that offered a spot for my crutches.
|Happy 16th! (Note the birthday brownies...)|
Sunday night, we attended the quince party (Sweet 15) of a sweet little gal from church. Camille and Caroline were members of the ladies-in-waiting (think bridesmaids) and performed a group waltz with the young lady and her daddy in the middle. It was beautiful. Elias stayed glued to his seat throughout the party, declining participation in the waltz, of course. It provided great opportunities for a little joking and he actually talked more than I'd ever seen him do. We goofed off a lot and I mentioned how nice it was to see him laugh.
|Elias and Milciades at the 15 party|
The next morning, he was starting a fire in a tiny little grill in Milciades's kitchen, when he bent down to add a bit of gas to the charcoal. I guess I don't have to explain what happened next. He is now in the intensive care unit at a specialized burn hospital in the capital city, with burns covering his trunk, neck, arms, hands, and upper legs. I can't begin to imagine what he's going through in his mind, not to mention his body. Please pray with us that the words of God he's begun to study recently will come back to him as he lies there alone, and that God will give him peace and comfort.