Being Mothers to the Motherless

Wednesday night I came home form mid-week service and set down for dinner and a quick e-mail to my Mom. This time was soon interrupted when Aunt Fatumah came in the main house and got me because she was scared. She had been in the girls dorm and found one of our older girls, Shadia, crying and in extreme pain from a headache.

We immediately went up to assess her situation. As soon as I walked in I found all the other girls gathered around her trying to comfort her as she wailed, and cried out in pain. I couldn’t believe how bad she was, but had to keep a level head and help her. I knew right away she had a migraine, so I sent the girls out to pray, turned off the lights and tried to calm Shadia down. Fatumah got a cold cloth and it was placed over Shadia’s head and eyes. I got her the only thing I had for a headache, three extra strength Tylenol. We calmed her down by softly praying for her and rubbing her back. She still moaned in pain but wasn’t crying or screaming anymore. Slowly she fell into a peaceful state. Aunt and I stayed with her silently praying and humming worship songs tell she fell asleep. I thank God that we could be there for Shadia, and be her mothers’ in her time of need.