In Japan, I saw Mr. I who had a liver transplant 10 years ago at Cedars Sinai. He had even a kidney transplant two years ago after his kidneys had failed because of a side effect of immunosuppressives. This time his wife became his donor. It has been several years since I saw him last time, but both Mr.I and his wife looked so great, even younger than before.
He said that he felt so good that there were lots of things he wanted to do, and has been busier than ever.
“What would you like to do?” I asked.
” Care service for the elderly,” he answered.
When he was young, he had a car accident followed by transfusion, which gave him hepatitis, and then the hepatitis turned to cancer. Though his first doctor was one of the prominent doctors, he gave up on Mr. I. Yet Mr. I found a different doctor traveling a long distance from his hometown, and from there he soared again like a Phoenix. During that tough some thirty years while he was sick, he received so many kindnesses from so many people, including the donor family in the U. S., the care service is his way to return such favors, he said.
He has already built three homes with 14 occupants for each home, and those are for low income seniors.
” Wonderful!” I was so impressed with what he has done. Smiling humbly, he said, ” iThe homes are called the Elderly School. It has a school song ( which Mr.I wrote) and even uniforms!” In the video he showed me, the elders who were wearing white jackets were singing, solving math problems, baking cookies, practicing calligraphy, P.E. and so on, following the bell just like a school. He said the facilities offer terminal care also, inviting the families to their beloved ones bedsides, instead of transferring the residents to hospitals. In this way, he wants to teach the young generation how to take care of each other. The project is just beginning, and he has many more ideas and plans.
The Gospel of John said, ” unless a grain of wheat falls into the ground and dies, it remains alone; but if it dies, it produces forth much fruit.”
A grain called the liver transplant donor, which died and fell on Mr. I, has born many fruits through him, and I, who was with him to help his practical daily needs during his stay in L.A., could be a witness of God’s work. God can produce something beautiful even with tears and death. God is good all the time!