
For many years,Alton and Helen Buck were SIM missionaries at ELWA Hospital. Alton worked as the X-ray technician and chaplain, and Helen was an ER nurse. He wrote many letters home, detailing events large and small, and his parents saved the letters. From time to time, we will (with Alton's permission) share some of these stories.
It was about 7:30 on a September Morning in 1968. Dr. Schindler was in the Operating Room of the ELWA hospital in Liberia, West Africa, preparing to do a
hernia repair on a patient by the name of Momo Pobah. The O.R. nurse and the nurse anesthetist had not arrived yet but the OR technicians were there. Suddenly Momo went limp. A quick check of the vital signs by Doctor Schindler revealed no pulse or respiration. An incision was quickly made in the chest and Dr. Schindler reached in and squeezed the heart to get it going again. By then the nurses had arrived. Using anesthesia equipment that the Lord had provided, they were able to get him breathing again.
And so it was that Momo Pobah, a big carpenter from the interior, a Muslim who was not ready to die, was brought back from the brink of death. At first we used an interpreter who could speak Bassa because we knew he understood that dialect. Then we found out he also knew Vai (his mother tongue) as well as Kpelle and English. He was witnessed to in all of those languages.
I told him that he had died on the operating table but that God had given him back his physical life. Then I told him that he was spiritually dead, but could have new life from God. There in bed one on the male ward, Momo Pobah once again passed from death unto life, as he invited Christ to come into his heart. I would like to pass on to you some remarks that he made while in our hospital:
"I want to be a God-man...I want to learn everything that God wants me to do...I am not going to pray on the mat anymore. I am going to start a Christian church in my village...God gave me a new life, the old life is finished. And the life I have now, I must live for God, or it will be shame."
Before being discharged he went back into the Operating Room, this time without fear, to have the hernia repair he originally came for. He made a good recovery and walked out of the hospital. Returning later for medicine he showed interest in being baptized and inquired about attending a baptismal class. The last time I saw him I said;" Well, Momo Pobah, how are you doing?" His reply was; "Well, thank God." The story of the man who lived again was shared with many on the "African Observer" program.
This story was written in May of 1971. Many, many years later a man approached
me at the ELWA out-patient clinic and asked if I remembered him, and at first I didn't. But then he pulled up his shirt to reveal an ugly, deep scar on the rib cage. At the same time he said; "Momo Pobah". I will never forget the big smile on his face and how surprised I was to see him again after all those years. I then reminded him of the promise he had made to start a church in his village. He instantly replied; "There's a church in my village"!
For as the rain cometh down, and the snow from heaven, and returneth not thither, but watereth the earth and maketh it bring forth and bud, that it might give seed to the sower and bread to the eater; so shall my word be that goeth forth out of my mouth: It shall not return to me void, but it shall accomplish that which I please, and it shall prosper in the thing whereto I sent it.
(Isaiah 55:10, 11)

hernia repair on a patient by the name of Momo Pobah. The O.R. nurse and the nurse anesthetist had not arrived yet but the OR technicians were there. Suddenly Momo went limp. A quick check of the vital signs by Doctor Schindler revealed no pulse or
respiration. An incision was quickly made in the chest and Dr. Schindler reached in and squeezed the heart to get it going again. By then the nurses had arrived. Using anesthesia equipment that the Lord had provided, they were able to get him breathing again. 
me at the ELWA out-patient clinic and asked if I remembered him, and at first I didn't. But then he pulled up his shirt to reveal an ugly, deep scar on the rib cage. At the same time he said; "Momo Pobah". I will never forget the big smile on his face and how surprised I was to see him again after all those years. I then reminded him of the promise he had made to start a church in his village. He instantly replied; "There's a church in my village"!

Anyone who knows my mom, knows what an amazing woman she is. Last year, Maria Goldhagen, one of Mom and Dad's boarders, decided to use Mom's life as part of a project. You can read part of her report