My Life as an African Gypsy

Did you know Jose wants to be pastor? What a precious boy.

I think Jose will suffocate to death in the next few days. The tumor, which started below his eye, has been growing at a rampant speed this week. It has come into his mouth, disfigured his teeth, and has nearly blocked his airway. He needs oxygen, but has been refusing, because his only memory of an oxygen mask is of a little girl, who died a few beds over. He believes, if he wears the oxygen mask, it means he will die.

When I left the hospital today, they were going to try and give him medicine to sleep, so that they can put the oxygen mask on without his knowing.

Looking at his mother today... she knows what coming. She looks scared and weary.

Please pray for peace in this situation. Suffocating seems like such a gruesome, horrific way to die. I pray the Lord takes Jose peacefully without much strain, more preferably in his sleep.

Will you pray with me?

How sweet it will be for Jose to meet his Savior. I think the Lord must have a special assignment for him in heaven. How nice it will be for his suffering to be over, for him to know full life.