I read about her in China's leading newspaper then looked at her photos. She was a young Chinese girl named Zhao Bin whose former boyfriend--angry over their breakup-- threw gasoline on
her, lit a match—and—threw it in her lap.
Chinese authorities quickly arrested the rejected lover, shuffled him through a speedy trial and conviction--then stood
him in front of a Firing Squad. His parents were ordered to pay for the bullets that were used to kill their son--- and to also pay for their son’s burial. Most devastating to the boy's Chinese family was the loss of "face" they would suffer--for
life--because of their son's actions. SO, in the end, Justice was served; Punishment was swift; and Everyone seemed satisfied---- except for Zhao Bin. Where was her Justice?!?!?
It would takes pages and pages of writing to “take you”-- the reader-- from the beginning-to-the end of Zhao Bin’s amazing story. I will do my best to limit the details and highlight the facts. Like me, you will be touched
by the remarkable details that occurred----because of God's goodness.
After being a hospital patient for more than one year, Zhao Bin--with severe burns over 98% of her
body, was being released from a Chinese hospital. Normally, someone so seriously-burned would have died. Although her multiple burns and grafts were slowly healing, the relentless scarring kept attacking Zhao Bin's skin and muscles--further restricted her
mobility. Her burn scars--like ever-thickening vines-- restricted her from raising her arms more than a few inches; her ankles were rigid, as if bound in one position by concrete. All but two of Zhao Bin’s fingers were lost in the fire while both
ears and all of her toes were also burned-beyond saving. Most concerning, Zhao Bin had been sitting when her spiteful ex-boyfriend threw gasoline over her body so--- the area around and between her legs-- suffered the worst damage.
Although Chinese doctors tried multiple reconstructive surgeries, the young girl's body refused to "act" normal. Zhao Bin was forced to wear a permanent catheter while slow-to-heal burn scars succeeded in
closing the opening to her vagina and reducing the size of her anus to the incredibly-miniscule size of an old-fashion pencil.
After more than one year, the hospital staff reported
they had done all they could for Zhao Bin and now--they needed her hospital bed. They told newspaper reporters they had no choice but discharge her.
To further complicate Zhao
Bin’s situation, her mother lived in a one-room apartment provided by her Department Store Employer and family members were not allowed. Zhao Bin was a young girl--all alone--with no money and no place to go. Her story was compelling. The
voice inside me said "No one can help her--except you".
I spent more than 16 hours on a crowded Chinese train—from Beijing to Lanzhou--- to reach her. Due to my
limited ability to speak Chinese, one of my Chinese students volunteered to travel with me. We met with Hospital Doctors, Government Officials, Zhao Bin and her Mother-- and—before catching the train back to Beijing---everyone was “onboard”
with my plan.
Over a period of 3 months, I emailed, called, and wrote letters to long lists of people and organizations in America. Everyone seemed infatuated with Zhao Bin’s
story, especially those with medical backgrounds. At last I found a Medical Doctor in Buffalo, New York, who excelled in Reconstructive Surgery. Not only did he agree to accept Zhao Bin as a patient, he agreed to perform extensive surgery on her
seriously-burned body...for free.
Between the Doctor's efforts and my endless phone calls, the Hospital in Buffalo agreed to waive all hospital fees. I successfully- connected with
several church groups in America that agreed to pay for Zhao Bin’s roundtrip Airfare from China to America. Most importantly, I used my Broadcasting connections to alert the Media...in both China and America...about featuring Zhao Bin’s story in
their publications and when they did--- it was like the “parting of the Red Sea”.
I was inundated with requests for more photos, more details, even descriptions of her
ex-boyfriend. Offers and gifts of money for Zhao Bin poured in from everywhere. She was inundated with free hotel rooms, clothing, speaking contracts, college scholarships.... But—more important than the money, hair wigs, or even dental services…The
Chinese Government wanted to help Zhao Bin return to China after her surgeries---so they would give her a free furnished apartment, complete rehabilitation, a computer designed for her special needs, and long-term computer training by their experts.
After she completed all necessary training, the government had a well-paying, lifetime job waiting...just for her.
Still a Teacher in China, one of my major employers--Kerr McGee--
insisted on flying me from China to Buffalo, New York, for the last of Zhao Bin’s four surgeries. I met with her medical team, the hospital staff, and all the many church members who’d volunteered to serve as Zhao Bin’s temporary family and
friends. I was humbled at the outpouring of love I saw and felt--all around me.
It’s been more than a few years since I've corresponded with Zhao Bin but her last letter---typed
expertly by her, on her "special needs" computer, described her happy marriage to a young Chinese boy who works as a Computer Programmer. The advanced surgeries she received in Buffalo, allowed the intimate parts of her body to function normally again.
She also shared several photos of her young son, delivered through natural childbirth, without any complications. She "loves" her government job and, due to her professional training, proudly-referred to herself as the “breadwinner” of the
During her brief visit in America, Zhao Bin received a Bible—written in Chinese—from her Buffalo Church Family. In her last letter, she told
me she reads it daily and continues to pray for everyone who “remade” her body. I was touched to read that she prays for me, too.
It’s easy to “save”
others. Just listen to the "small voice" inside you--- and follow God's directions. Never question----just follow God's lead. God makes it so- simple for us to make a difference in another person’s life. God's plan is the perfect plan and, best
of all, God does all the hard work.