Chapter 92

           

           Wayanoncetoldmethatsometimeswhenshe’shealingherpatientsshebecomesanopenpipelineforGod’slove,andsheceaseseventhinkingaboutwhatneedstobedonenext.Theintellectstops,theintuitionrisesandallshehastodoispermitherGod-nesstoflowthroughher.Shesays,"Itfeelslikeawindcomesandtakesmyhands."

           Thissamewind,maybe,isthethingthatblewmeoutofWayan’sshopthatday,thatpushedmeoutofmyhung-overanxietyaboutwhetherIwasreadytostartdatingagain,andguidedmeovertoUbud’slocalInternetcafe,whereIsatandwrote-inoneeffortlessdraft-afund-raisinge-mailtoallmyfriendsandfamilyacrosstheworld.

           ItoldeveryonethatmybirthdaywascomingupinJulyandthatsoonIwouldbeturningthirty-five.ItoldthemthattherewasnothinginthisworldthatIneededorwanted,andthatIhadneverbeenhappierinmylife.Itoldthemthat,ifIwerehomeinNewYork,IwouldbeplanningabigstupidbirthdaypartyandIwouldmakethemallcometothisparty,andtheywouldhavetobuymegiftsandbottlesofwineandthewholecelebrationwouldgetridiculouslyexpensive.Therefore,Iexplained,acheaperandmorelovelywaytohelpcelebratethisbirthdaywouldbeifmyfriendsandfamilywouldcaretomakeadonationtohelpawomannamedWayanNuriyasihbuyahouseinIndonesiaforherselfandherchildren.

           ThenItoldthewholestoryofWayanandTuttiandtheorphansandtheirsituation.Ipromisedthatwhatevermoneywasdonated,Iwouldmatchthedonationfrommyownsavings.

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