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The night before, we were up late picking up medications and packing supplies. By the time we arrived at the fair, tables and chairs were set, and we were unpacking an incredible array of items: wound care kits, gauze, wristbands, therapy bands, blood pressure cuffs, blood sugar monitors, hundreds of pairs of glasses, eye charts, medications, topical ointments, gloves, crayons, bibles and even some bible based coloring sheets for the kids. Every item was there ready for God to use—though we weren’t always sure what we would need, He provided.
About 38 medical students arrived to help with blood pressure, admissions, vaccinations, blood sugar checks, and more. Each station was busy and organized: triage, physical therapy, doctors, optometrists, counselors, pharmacists, hygiene kits, lunch, and even gospel coloring activities for the kids. One of the most powerful moments for me was seeing a gentleman who could hardly see get new glasses and read the Bible aloud. Truly, to Him be the Glory!
We also faced challenges that reminded us of God’s hand in every detail. A young girl began passing out from pain, and doctors and nurses left their stations to help. After assessing her, they suspected an internal cyst or another serious condition and determined she needed to go to the hospital. In a place where even Advil or Tylenol isn’t always readily available—and ambulances are scarce—just being able to provide immediate medication and get her safely into a car felt like a miracle. Watching her mom hold her sweet girl in pain and realizing the reality of healthcare access here was humbling for us and a stark reminder of the privileges we often take for granted in the United States.
There were other moments too, like a patient who arrived with a blood sugar of 586. We didn’t have medication on hand, but God led us to another pharmacy, and we were able to get him the care he urgently needed. These moments reminded us why we’re here: building relationships, providing ongoing care, and showing God’s love in practical ways.
As the day ended, we stood in awe of God’s work—so much accomplished, yet just a glimpse of what He can do. We are already planning future clinics and events because our goal isn’t “once and done.” We want to continue walking alongside this community, showing care, and sharing the hope of Jesus in every interaction.
We are so grateful for your prayers and support—if you feel led to help us continue this work, even a small gift goes directly to serving families in desperate need. https://donorfund.org/donor-fund-profile/lewis-family/




