Another night of intercession. We emerged with direction and purpose. Elijah asked the Purser to escort us to their makeshift hospital.
Tomas asked if he could help. Elijah assented and chose him to be by his side. I took Mawuli with me.
At first the former army surgeon in charge resisted us, for our protection, he claimed. But then it was clear that he considered our actions as an intrusion into his sphere of authority.
It took the Purser’s utmost persuasion to calm him enough to back off.
To his amazement Elijah and Tomas went into those down with fevers and sickness and raised them from their beds. Mawuli watched as I did the same for those with physical injuries.