Tuesday, December 4, 2018

A Special Sunday

Susanna starting the church service
Susanna with Pastor Robert and his wife

This past Sunday, I had the honor of attending my friend Susanna’s church. Susanna has worked in my house once a week for the past year and a half. She is also a lay-pastor and has been leading this church for the past year. This Sunday, she was turning over the church to a new pastor and his wife. The church was all decorated and special music items were presented. Dr. Mark, one of my co-workers from Kudjip, gave the message. 

Ribbon-cutting for new pastor house
New pastor house

Then we dedicated the newly built pastor’s house. As Susanna so aptly quoted: “one plants, another waters, and another reaps the harvest.” What a joy to co-labor with these PNG brothers and sisters to build God’s Kingdom. 

Congregation at Endu

All the sheep wandered off during the
shepherd scene
The star was waving and dancing
quite enthusiastically to make sure the
wisemen and camels found Bethlehem

Afterwards, we raced back to Kudjp for the MK Christmas program. Once a month, ex-pat missionaries from several organizations join together for an English church service or potluck. In December, the kids present their Christmas drama. This year they put on a lovely production with a “behind the scenes” look at all the characters of the Christmas story including the inn-keeper and his wife, the shepherds, the wisemen, and the angels that proclaimed the good news. All the kids did a great job, but I think the sheep and the star of Bethlehem stole the show. It was a great start to the Christmas season and a good reminder that everyone has an important role to play in proclaiming the good news of Christmas. 

Saturday, November 17, 2018

Field Day

Outside of medicine, we stay busy with many activities on the mission station. My surgical partner, Dr. Ben, and I take turns teaching PE to the MK (Missionary Kid) Elementary School students once a week. 

Long Jump

Our track and field unit culminated with a Field Day where our students (K-5thgrade) competed in the long jump, hurdles, shotput, sprint, javelin throw (Ben’s idea), and 4-person relay. 


The kids all did a great job and had a blast. I was very happy to see all their good sportsmanship as they cheered each other on. Gold, Silver and Bronze medals (in the form of stickers) were awarded in each division based on the cumulative scores for all six events. 

Javelin Throw

Amazingly, the Boys 8-and-Under Division was a three-way tie! All the kids were thrilled and celebrated with a big group hug. What a great reminder to celebrate all life’s victories with the joy of a child. 

Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses, let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles. And let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us, fixing our eyes on Jesus, the author and perfecter of faith.” Hebrews 12:1-3 

(Photo Credits: Katherine Radcliffe and Esther Crouch)

Friday, October 26, 2018

Happy Children’s Day

Recently, PNG celebrated World Children’s Day: a day to promote health, safety and education for all children worldwide. While we are doing our part to promote health, it still hurts my heart to see so many children in the hospital for pneumonia, malnutrition, gastrointestinal illnesses, meningitis, and cancer. Here are some of the children currently on surgical ward and how you can pray for them: 

Veselyn, age 13, has been in the hospital for over a month fighting an infection of the liver and many of the complications that have accompanied it. She has been to surgery several times and is gradually improving but continues to fight setbacks. Please pray for her as she transitions home. 

Pa, age 2, presented with a huge mass growing from his right eye requiring complete removal of the eye. It is likely retinoblastoma, a cancer of the eye seen in children. With limited access to chemotherapy and no available radiation therapy, his prognosis is not good. Please pray for him as he heals from the physical pain of surgery. Pray for his family as they process his diagnosis and what that means for his future. 

Macklyn, age 8, is a vivacious girl with a bad infection of the foot which has extended to the bones of the ankle joint. Please pray for her as she faces weeks of wound care followed by months of antibiotics to treat this severe infection. Pray that her long-term mobility will not be adversely affected. 

Thank you for partnering with us to pray for these precious children and all children around the world. Happy World Children’s Day. 

Friday, October 12, 2018


          We all make assumptions based on our knowledge, life experiences and cultural context. Some times those assumptions are correct, but many times our assumptions are wrong because we don’t know the whole story. I am guilty of making assumptions the same as anyone else, but one patient this month made me re-evaluate the assumptions I make. 

         On a Tuesday night, I was called in to see a middle-aged man who had been stabbed twice in the abdomen. The only history I obtained was that he was stabbed by his brother. It is quite common for family disputes over land or pigs to end in one party attacking their own family member with a machete. If my patient is a women, I tend to assume she is an innocent victim of gender-based violence which is rampant in PNG. However, if the injured patient is a man, I usually assume he was in some way partially responsible for the fight which resulted in his injury: perhaps he was intoxicated or aggravating the other party or living a less than desirable lifestyle that placed him in harm’s way. Either way, once they become my patient, I treat them according to the best practices (that we can provide) in trauma care. The person could be a criminal or a saint, but once they enter my operating theater they are a bleeding trauma patient who needs to be treated.   In this case, we spent 3 hours in the operating room repairing injuries to the liver, spleen, gallbladder and two holes in the stomach. It was a very labor-intensive case as we tried to stop the bleeding and repair all those injuries. Praise the Lord, our patient did well after surgery. As I headed home, I wondered if he would be able to understand the gift of God in sparing his life. "Maybe he will reform his ways and become a good man," I thought.  
          The next morning, I was astounded when Auntie Margaret, our OT supervisor and veteran scrub nurse gave me a big hug and thanked me for saving her brother’s life! She explained that patient D is a very close friend from her home village, akin to a brother. He is a prominent leader in the local church and had just completed building a new Sunday school room when his brother, out of jealousy, attacked and stabbed him. I was further amazed when patient D told me (on post-op day 1) that he had already forgiven his brother and would not accept any compensation (a cultural practice in which the guilty party pays restitution for the injuries inflicted and medical expenses incurred). Instead, D was praying for his brother to come to church and reconnect with God.  All my previous assumptions were blown away. Here was a God-fearing man who was gravely wounded by a close relative for doing something good and honorable, and he continues to seek a righteous attitude toward his attacker. What a perfect example of Apostle Peter’s exhortation in 1 Peter 3: 9,14-17: “Do not repay evil with evil or insult with insult. On the contrary, repay evil with blessing, because to this you were called so that you may inherit a blessing…. But even if you should suffer for what is right, you are blessed. 'Do not fear their threats; do not be frightened.' But in your hearts revere Christ as Lord. Always be prepared to give an answer to everyone who asks you to give the reason for the hope that you have. But do this with gentleness and respect, keeping a clear conscience, so that those who speak maliciously against your good behavior in Christ may be ashamed of their slander. For it is better, if it is God’s will, to suffer for doing good than for doing evil.” Lord, thank you for toppling my assumptions and thank you for the amazing testimony of this God-fearing man. Amen. 

Margaret and I

Monday, October 1, 2018


Saturday afternoon I received the call: “man stabbed in the upper arm with an arterial injury”. On the way to the hospital my mind ran through the possible scenarios. One look at the injured man confirmed my fears. He had an injury to his right brachial artery, the single vessel that feeds his dominant arm and hand. If it had been a smaller blood vessel, one with an alternative path to maintain blood flow to the hand, I would have simply tied off the injured segment. But this singular artery required a careful vascular repair in order to maintain the life giving flow of blood to his hand.  Two and a half hours later, I removed the final clamp and watched the vein graft, bridging the gap between the two ends of the injured artery, swell with pulsating blood. Relieved, I felt his radial pulse and watched his fingers turn pink again. 
Earlier this month, I attended a retreat for physicians serving internationally, such as myself, in the World Medical Mission post-resident program. We talked about many of the struggles we face working in hospitals that are short on supplies, short of manpower, but never short of patients needing help. The focus of our devotions was “Keeping Our Center”. When everything becomes chaotic and I feel like I’m spinning in circles, how do I find my center again? In essence, what is my lifeline? I realized that I often center my life around my identity as a surgeon, my identity as a missionary, or my identity as daughter/sister/friend. Although those are important parts of who I am as a person, and they can buoy me up emotionally for a little while, in the end, those identities are not the source of life that sustains me. My true center, my true lifeline is my identity as a child of God. In a wonderfully mysterious way, the shedding of Jesus’ blood washed me clean and provided a bridge so that I can connect with God and receive his life-giving spirit straight from the source. If I cut off that lifeline, I, like my patient’s hand without blood flow, am at risk of suffocating and dying spiritually. There is no alternative route. Praise God that when I am able to to spiritually reconnect to my lifeline, just like my patient on Saturday, I feel a new pulse and see signs of life returning

Tuesday, September 4, 2018


              Cancer stinks. No matter what form or what stage, there is nothing nice about it. We see plenty of cancer here in the highlands of Papua New Guinea: oral cancer from chewing betel nut, rampant cervical cancer, childhood leukemias, lymphomas, breast cancer, colon cancer, pancreatic cancer, and the list goes on. There are many people who we can help, but unfortunately, many of our patients come too late. Sometimes we can identify metastatic disease during the medical work-up, but due to our limited diagnostic capabilities, we often don’t discover it until surgery. The past few weeks have been a discouraging litany of such cases. Our current series started with an elderly woman who presented with an incarcerated umbilical hernia and bowel obstruction. We fixed the hernia through a small incision, but her obstruction did not improve. On re-exploration, she had metastatic pancreatic cancer that involved several loops of intestine.  
              Later in the week, we attempted resection of a large kidney cancer (Wilm’s tumor) in a 10-year-old boy. Unfortunately, the tumor involved the major blood vessels and after a three-hour struggle, we had to abort the surgery. With limited chemotherapy and no radiation therapy options, we were very discouraged that we could not surgically remove his disease. 
The next case was an exploration for a right upper quadrant abdominal mass of suspected gallbladder origin. Instead, we found colon cancer that had widely metastasized throughout the abdomen. 
             This week, I performed a pelvic exploration for complex ovarian cysts and uterine mass, only to find ovarian cancer coating all the pelvic organs including the rectum. 
Most recently, I was consulted on an elderly woman with history of gastric ulcer disease who presented with symptoms of a perforated ulcer. At surgery, we discovered gastric cancer that had perforated through the mesentery of the transverse colon. 
              Even more discouraging than finding unremovable cancer is the conversation with the family and the patient once they wake up from anesthesia. There is no easy way to break the news that the patient has a terminal illness. Palliative care is all but nonexistent here. Fortunately, we know that death is not the end. We can point patients to the hope found in Jesus and help them prepare for eternity. 

Friday, August 17, 2018


Recently, we hosted a volleyball tournament between the missionaries of Kudjip and Mission Aviation Fellowship (MAF). We had a great afternoon of volleyball followed by our monthly joint worship service. One of the MAF pilots took the opportunity to speak about unity among believers, in short: teamwork. How frequently the devil tries to drive wedges between team members based on pride, emotions, and difference in abilities or ideology. But the speaker reminded us that we are all members of the same body, and as long as we are connected to the head, Christ, we can all function together to fulfill his purposes.  I am so blessed to work with a great team of physicians, nurses and ancillary staff here at Kudjip Hospital. Without each person’s unique talents, knowledge and experience we would not be able to continue God’s work here as effectively as we do. I especially appreciate our surgical team. Each person is gladly willing to step in for a teammate who is sick or has urgent family needs. As Solomon stated: “Two are better than one, because they have a good return for their labor: If either of them falls down, one can help the other up.” (Ecclesiastes 4:9-10) Thank you, Lord, that we can help and encourage one another. Thank you for teammates who support me when I am weak. As an African proverb says: “If you want to go fast, go alone; if you want to go far, go together.”