My pastor Agustin called. His daughter was crying when she urinated, and they were concerned she had a bladder infection. I was just on my way home from the hospital after attending an emergency, and I told I would turn right around and meet him there. We all arrived around the same time, while another patient arrived with us. This patient was very sick. I walked into the emergency, took one look at him and I knew he had liver failure. I said, “Do you know already he has liver failure?” and they said yes. He was actually bleeding when he had bowel movements, and his abdomen had swollen greatly in the past month. He was obviously a terminal case in one glance (and later his laboratory studies confirmed that he had end-stage liver failure, end-stage kidney failure, and a severe problem with his blood clotting). As I worked on caring from him as well as Agustin’s young daughter, Agustin asked if he could talk to the patient. I said it would be a very good idea to talk with him. I later came back in to see this scene.
I don’t know the details of the conversation, but I know Agustin shares the gospel. As Agustin walked out, he said to me “I think this is why God had us here tonight”. I could not have agreed more.