My name is Rose Marie, and I’ve been working with the mission since 2002. But my journey here started a little differently—through pain, perseverance, and an unexpected calling. A few months before I was hired, my father had a terrible accident. He was log cutter, cutting logs into planks. One

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*Warning: graphic photo* My name is Ronise. I am 40 years old and live about an hour away from the clinic. One day, while securing a metal sheet, I accidentally cut my leg. Five days later, I noticed the wound worsening, developing into a severe open wound, so I went

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My name is Fils-Aimé. I am 44 years old, and for many years, I lived about an hour and a half from the clinic, with my wife, our daughter, and our son. Unfortunately, we had to leave the area and moved to the area of Cazale. This sudden displacement made

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