Wednesday, May 25, 2016

A Voice Restored

This is Pastor Ndi. For many months, his voice was very hoarse. He couldn't preach because nobody could hear him. I first saw Pastor Ndi 3 months ago. I examined his vocal cords and saw that he had a very large polyp on his right vocal cord, along with a nodule on the left side. We scheduled him for surgery and gave him some medication and voice therapy.


Yesterday, he returned to see me and to be admitted for surgery to remove the polyp. He said that something amazing had happened. He had been using a microphone to preach at his church on Sundays. The past Sunday, as he stepped up to preach, the power suddenly went out. He knew that nobody would be able to hear him preach. Yet, he started to speak and his voice projected perfectly. He preached the entire sermon without any issues!

So I re-examined him and both of his vocal cords were normal. He is completely healed!

Galatians 6:10 states: "As we have opportunity, let us do good to everyone, and especially to those who are of the household of faith." One of the great privileges of working cross-culturally is serving the church and my brothers and sisters in Christ. I'm incredibly grateful to know that one more brother will be preaching in the church on Sunday mornings. God does not heal every patient here, but we continue to trust Him as He blesses the sick and suffering at Mbingo.

This is his church, Calvary Baptist. They are praying to get a roof someday. 

The girl pictured is a paraplegic, suffering a spinal cord injury 6 years ago falling from a tree. She just got to attend church for the first time in 6 years, as the church purchased a wheelchair for her! A continued thanks to our supporters, you are a huge blessing to us. And a special thanks to our speech therapist, Courtney Bell, for her work with Pastor Ndi.

Friday, March 25, 2016

Healing patients

Patients often come to us unable to pay for surgery they desperately need. Thanks to the generosity of our faithful supporters, we have funding available to help such patients. I cannot highlight all of them, but here's two people we have been able to recently help thanks to you! Names are changed.

Glory had no voice for one year. I found that she had a growth on her vocal cords (concerning for cancer) and told her she needed surgery. She simply shook her head saying she had no money. Her only family is her sister who struggles to make a living selling fish. Thanks to your faithful giving, we were able to provide her funding for her surgery. She can talk now, and praise God, the lesion was benign. No cancer!


This is Sandra, a 9 year old girl who was clipped by a motorbike handlebar while she was walking on the roadside (extremely common scenario in Cameroon). She had a broken jaw, among other injuries. After surgery to repair her jaw, she improved and we discharged her from the hospital. Several days later I discovered that Sandra was still at Mbingo. After inquiring why, I was told that they thought they would be able to collect money to pay her bill, but the husband had died, who was the only breadwinner of the family of 5 children. In Cameroon (and most African countries) you cannot leave the hospital until you've paid your bill. We were able to immediately provide for them. We thank you for helping this family so Sandra could go home and recover!



This is just a small example of many patients we are able to help here. To our supporters: thanks so much for your generosity. If you are interested in sponsoring a patient for surgery here at Mbingo, please contact me at gschmedes@gmail.com.

Friday, March 11, 2016

Isaiah John


Today, my oldest turns six. A great time for me to reflect on life as a husband, father, and missionary. Just 5 days after he was born, we rushed Isaiah to the emergency room with severe vomiting. After an episode of severe respiratory distress and a night in the ICU, we found out Isaiah had Hirschsprung’s disease. There were no nerves that grew into the end of his intestine, not allowing him to pass any stool. This of course, was quite a shock to two new parents, but this is where the story takes an interesting turn.

God spared his life, and he didn’t stop there. God provided a highly specialized surgeon to perform a surgery to remove the intestines that had no nerves connected to them. So I thought, “God, you made me a surgeon, and you sent me a surgeon when I really needed one. Maybe you could use me like that, too? Maybe you could send me?”

And he did. He sent us to Cameroon. And I tell people Isaiah’s story. I tell them how God provided me a surgeon in a dark hour, and I want to be their surgeon now because God loves them too, just like He loves me.

Kelly and I are so thankful not only for our 11 years of marriage, but the amazing 6 years we’ve had as parents. Isaiah has blessed us in so many ways, and his story is one that so beautifully illustrates the Golden Rule. We are here because we want to treat others the way we would like to be treated. God sent us a surgeon, so we are to be sent to others.

Another exciting twist in Isaiah’s story: his surgeon, Dr Streck, came to Mbingo to perform surgeries on children here. He even did some of the same procedures as Isaiah had. We thank Dr Streck for his willingness to be also sent by God.

Happy Birthday, Isaiah! Thanks for your gentleness, kindness, and tender heart. Thank you for helping us to practically live out the Golden Rule.


Monday, March 7, 2016

Look down, not up

My Cameroonian friend and colleague just returned from a neighboring country where he performed more than one hundred surgeries for children. When I asked about his trip he said, “I’m so thankful for Cameroon.” He spoke of the country he had visited: how there were many children not going to school, poverty, and hunger. He was truly thankful to be back in his home country. I’m not used to hearing about Cameroon in this context. After all, Cameroon ranks 153rd in the world for human development. One may be tempted to say they have a right to complain. And yet, my colleague is not complaining. Instead he’s thanking God for placing him in a great country such as Cameroon.

Philippians 2:14 Do everything without complaining or arguing.

1 Thessalonians 5:18 Be thankful in all circumstances.

I recently heard a wise surgeon say that if he became immensely rich, he would still be looking under the last stone for more money. This was his way of saying that constantly looking up is a trap.The reality is that no matter what your background is, you will be tempted to look up. That next best thing will be the answer to my problems. Or perhaps what’s worse, “If I could just have what he has, I could really accomplish something.” If I could just get that promotion. If I could just get this much money. If I could go to that school. The moment I look up to glare at someone else’s wealth, I’ve immediately forgotten how wealthy I am. My thankfulness vanishes, leading to a complaining attitude. By looking up, it’s seems that God hasn’t given me as much as that next person.

But what happens when we look down? What happens when we reach out to the poor, like my colleague just did. God’s blessings in our life become clearer. We stop complaining. We become thankful. Suddenly that thing we had desired so much either fades away or turns to healthy ambition. We also see the opportunity to help someone. Much like the high ground gives an advantage in battle, it also gives us the opportunity to look down. While looking up leaves us anxious, bitter, and frustrated, looking down brings contentment and opportunity.

Don’t miss looking down today. Remember the blessings in your life. See your own opportunity to make a difference with what God have given you. Cameroon may not be a rich material country, but God’s people here see it for what it really is: a country rich in opportunity to serve God and to serve people.

Friday, November 13, 2015

The Power of Language

The other day I had my first real conversation in French with, I’m sure, many grammatical mistakes by myself. The man to whom I spoke was selling paintings. Had I not been able to speak any French, I’m sure the conversation would have consisted of different prices offered and nods of approval. Instead, I discovered that this man had traveled 2 days to get to Mbingo, and that he actually knew some of the missionaries working here. He sells the paintings to raise funds for street children in his home city. Like me, he has four children. Despite my inadequate French, the little I knew added depth to an encounter that would have otherwise been superficial.

Let’s face it….Americans aren’t the best at languages. I’ve expressed this to many people of different countries, and many people (who are bi or trilingual) seem to have a similar response, “You already speak English, so why learn anything else?” As we continue our time here in Cameroon, I’m finding more and more the amazing power of language.

Language is more than just exchanging information. It’s part of our identity. Our heart language represents our family, our culture…..our home. If you can communicate with someone in their language, it immediately takes you to a new level of human connection.

There are at least a dozen languages regularly spoken at our hospital every day. English and French are the most common ones, with many African languages spoken, too. This shows the main entrance to our hospital. I'm sure there are at least 8 languages represented here. 



I’ve learned a few very basic greetings in some of these languages. If I greet someone in their heart language, undoubtedly I get a smile or laugh. Sometimes, people jump up and down and yell!

My wife and I have been so impressed by the power of language. And we’ve been even more impressed with the HUGE need for bible translation. There are still 2,000 languages that haven’t had a bible translated yet. There are over 1 billion people with no bible in their heart language. This is no easy task, but with God’s spirit, I know that the church can bring God’s word to all people groups. For example, we have some friends here who are translating the bible into a language with NO written language. Their first steps are to establish language committees within the people group, so there’s local ownership over the translation. They’re now learning the language orally (in French, their second language). Then, they have to make an alphabet from scratch. After this, they use the new alphabet to translate the bible. The overall goal is not just to end up with a translated bible, but to have deeply partnered with the local people group, so that they’ve been a major part of developing their own language and the translation. It’s estimated to take 20-30 years to translate the New Testament.

Sounds crazy, right? But I would argue what’s more crazy is that there are still so many languages without God’s word. It seems that this should be some global emergency, like Christians worldwide should be forming big committees and organizations, and that we could just start translating these languages as soon as possible. There are certainly issues that deserve the church’s resources and attention, but the vast majority pale in comparison to bible translation and the power of language.


So next time you meet someone who’s first language is not English, take the time to learn how to greet them in their heart language…..the result may surprise you.

Tuesday, September 1, 2015

The Next Generation of Surgeons

A major reason we came to Mbingo was to teach young surgeons and send them out to work in very underserved, difficult places. We have 10 surgeons-in-training at a time (aka residents). I get to play a small role in training them, teaching surgery within the head and neck. A major issue here is that when doctors finish their training they leave Africa to take higher paying jobs in the Middle East or Europe, even though they're desperately needed in their home countries. Doctors that stay in Africa often move to larger cities and demand very high prices. I'm humbled to see our residents so dedicated to serving God in tough places. For example, we graduated 3 residents last year. Two went to underserved areas in Cameroon, and one went to Liberia and was placed on the cover of Time as an Ebola Fighter. This year, we just graduated 2 more (Dr's Tony and Njume). Dr Tony will serve at a mission hospital in Kenya, and Dr Njume will remain in his home country, Cameroon.


Dr's Tony and Njume at the graduation ceremony.


The residents are absolutely dedicated to giving their lives to Christ, forsaking the opportunity to leave Africa for a higher salary, and stay to bring light to dark places. Here I am with 5 of our residents, with the countries of South Sudan, Cameroon, Sierra Leone, and DR Congo represented. It's been a joy to work with them.


There's training programs at Mbingo for anesthesia, nurse practitioners, and more. I also get to work with ENT nurses. Every year in March we get new nurses who train with us, then get sent out to work in hospitals where there's nobody with ENT training. Here's our ENT team rounding: 2 of our nurses, Anastasia and Evelyn, and Marcin, visiting oral surgeon from Poland.


God calls his followers to make disciples. He tells the older women to teach the younger women and older men to teach younger men. We bear a great responsibility to share ourselves with those that will one day take the reigns from us. We do this by living out our beliefs and showing the next generation what Christ has done for us. Speaking of the next generation, one of my greatest joys in life currently is teaching my children. So thankful for that privilege!



Tuesday, July 28, 2015

Case of the month

Imagine that your child has a deadly medical condition, but you can't find a hospital for help. You have limited time, and take your child around in search of hope. I, for one, cannot imagine such a trial. All the time, God brings people to us on death's door, and He provides them healing.

Meet Desmond, a 7 year old boy who came to us last week. Desmond's parents have been taking him to different hospitals and clinics for 9 months searching for help for his breathing difficulties. Finally, his parents heard of a mission hospital 3 hours north of us and made the long 10 hour drive there. He was then referred here to Mbingo.

We took him to the theater and found a large piece of a fish head inside his trachea. He was breathing through a space smaller than a straw. Unfortunately, since it had remained for so long, he had developed a severe reaction (granulation tissue) which had to be removed also. Praise God, Desmond is breathing normally now and went home yesterday! Please pray for him, as I will need to check on him to make sure his scarring process does not continue to narrow his airway. By the way, when they started his IV in the theater, he just held out his arm with a slight flinch....no tears (tough boy)! Thanks to my colleagues, Dr Acha and Marie Claire who quickly diagnosed him.

Once again, I'm reminded how thankful I am to have access to medical care, especially for my four children. I'm so thankful that God has spared this boy.


Isaiah got to encourage him also with the toy airplane. Lovin' Saturday rounds with my boy.