It seemed like she could take no more. All her days consisted of bringing hope to a seemingly hopeless community. Each time she got called on an emergency provided a new opportunity for her to prove to herself that indeed she was doing God's bidding.
Her day started of early as there was usually someone who needed her help. Usually it was a mother whose child was so sick and needed help to get to hospital. These were the cases that really got to her. The sight of a helpless child, so sick and frail always brought tears to her eyes. It always served as confirmation that indeed God purposed for her to be in this place.
Her decision to move to Africa had not been an easy one. What with her college degree in International relations, the last option for her would have been working at a remote village in Africa amidst people who seemed forgotten by the world. But she had known that was what she had to do the minute she saw the ad for a community aid worker in Africa.
Alice woke up to the sound of chirping birds and the village women talk as they headed to the river in search of water. She rubbed her eyes and said her prayers as she braced herself for the day ahead. Breakfast consisted of a black cup of coffee and if lucky enough something to go with it. As she readied herself for the day, she said a silent prayer to God for strength to do his will as she tried hard not to think of the luxuries she had left back home in America.
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