Bryan

"A little boy came to our camp. His arm had been amputated."

Bryan is sobbing as he tells this story. Sobbing with grief, exhaustion, gratitude...every conceivable emotion.

As he and a doctor worked on the boy's arm, Bryan asked the boy if a piece of cement had crushed his arm. The boy answered, "No my mother's head crushed it."

When the quake happened, his mother had wrapped herself around him to protect him. They both were knocked down and covered. His mother's head was resting on his arm, crushed. She was dead, but probably saved his life.

He was trapped in her arms, under the rubble, for three days before someone finally found him, pulled him out, and brought him to us. Now he is in the care of our team, recovering physically.

But he will never have his arm, or his mother.

Pray for this precious little boy, and the thousands like him.

God, keep our hearts broken. Broken forever.