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 are dressing in their finest green. Everywhere you see people in the field to plow, dig and sow their land, it all looks so spring like and hopeful. The streams are sprouting cheerfully along and in their places the flowers are peeking out. We have had it as hot as the summer lately, but today we received refreshing rain, so now it’s sprouting and growing much to our joy. The other afternoon, Rupen, Jeghsabet (my girl) and I went on a discovery tour to find violets, of which I had only found a few of once during the Passover: but where we searched, we found none. I did not immediately give up hope but said that in the garden of this rich Turk I had previously picked violets, we then went closer and looked into the garden, and there they were in plentiful and fragranced. The Turks wife allowed us to pick as many as we wanted and treated me with coffee. Later we went up a hill. In a vineyard, it was completely red with wild tulips, the others where amused by me, who frolicking and shouting with delight. It was so wonderful to see beautiful flowers again after the long winter, because here we have no houseplants. It was a wonderfully refreshing trip and all the flowers were delightful. It is not so often that get to go out into nature itself, as time is scarce this year, most of the trips goes to visiting the sick in Musch. In the outpatient clinic I have between 30 - 50 patients at the moment, most of them poor, but there are also often rich people and also often Kurdish or Turkish women. In spite of the ban from the bålådiadoktorens (a Catholic Armenian), I am quietly engaged in my practice, I really cannot let all the poor and sick go without help and supervision; but he does everything to hinder my work among the sick, but until now the Lord has helped. My midwife diploma, which has been translated and stamped in Berlin by the Turkish Consulate there, they have approved, and I have full freedom to work among the women in that industry; but to other sick ones I cannot give medicine. All of this is just envy because the people have such confidence in me and not in him who is a very young, incapable doctor. Until now, the Turkish doctors have not hurt me the least, it is sad that the attack should come from an Armenian. Today Rupen had a long conversation with this doctor's pharmacists, who said: "You do not fear us at all". "No," said Rupen, "we really don't, we can't let all the sick ones go without help and comfort."

We have prayed a great deal that the Lord will hold His strong hand over this His work, everything is His work and to the advancement of His kingdom; but again, Satan is out to find his helpers and prevent the light from being victorious in Musch. When I look back and see how the Lord has begun and sustained this work, helped in difficulties and healed so many people, I must praise and honor Him for all His grace and kindness.

It has often been with anxiety and trembling, I have gone to many of these sick people who were so poor and with the question in my soul of how I could help them, the responsibility has been so great; but the faithful Lord has done the work for me and led and counseled. I have never, as here in Musch, experienced the wonderful help of the Lord, but I have never seen my own nothingness and incompetence.

Pray for dear friends, that Jesus must become everything to me and do everything for me, he great and glorious, I nothing, so that he alone could get all the glory and be glorified in my life.

I long to hear from you. Why don't any of you write to me a little? As I this year can't write often, you have to pardon me, since my time is very busy.

04/24/1912.

Today I received a short letter from Sister Thora from a man who came