There was a small part of me that wondered if this day would
ever come. The day that we could finally let you all know where the ship is
headed next. We have had so many ups and downs. Originally we were supposed to
be in Guinea, but then Ebola appeared there and began it's destructive journey.
Plan B: go to Benin, but then Ebola appeared in Lagos, just 2 hours from
Contonou, Benin. For days we were not sure if we were going to be able to go to
Benin or not. We have been sitting waiting and wondering what God is doing and
where we are going. Our Advance team has spent endless hours in Benin preparing
for us to come. Surely that means we would go there, right?
A few weeks ago we were supposed to be arriving in Benin. On
the day we "should" have arrived we found out that it was determined
to be unsafe to go to Benin. The Ebola situation in West Africa is too unstable
for us to risk the well-being of our crew. We are not set up to
provide medical care to patients with Ebola and we could very possibly make the
situation worse by drawing patients away from isolation centers to seek
treatment on our ship.
So. . .plan C: Return to Congo? This seemed like the most feasible decision
since we were just there and so we wouldn't have to be starting from scratch.
But then Ebola showed up in the neighboring country of The Democratic Republic
of Congo. This is a separate outbreak
and much less worrisome for our own safety but the government of the Republic
of Congo was concerned that our presence might draw people from the DRC to
Congo in search of treatment so they asked us to postpone our return.
This is where we sat for most of the last few weeks. We knew
we'd end up somewhere but we were unsure where that might be. As I thought and rethought through all my emotions
around this whole issue over the last few weeks, I had my ups and downs about
it all. I didn't understand. I felt frustrated. I even had moments of wanting
to just get on a plane and head West and forget the ship. And yet, the thing
that kept tugging at my heart. The message I am constantly feeling I need to
remember is that THIS IS NOT ABOUT ME. This is NOT about US. God is not
allowing this all to happen so that we ("the Africa Mercy") can learn something and get redirected to where
he really wanted us to be all along. This isn't his master plan to undo the
"wrong" course we were on before.
God is sovereign and good and he is working good out of terrible evil.
This Ebola outbreak is devastating to millions and we need to continue to fall
on our knees in prayer for God's mercy.
The fact that this tiny little virus has completely rerouted this large
ship several times is but a small testament to it's destructive power. If we are so affected, just imagine those
living in Guinea, Liberia and Sierra Leone.
We are not equipped to help with the problem and so if we want to
continue to help African's in need of life-changing surgeries we knew we had to
get a good distance away from West Africa to protect ourselves and our patients. This is a decision that comes with a deep
sense of loss and hurt as we leave a part of Africa that this ship knows
so intimately and while they are in a deep time of need.
I know many of us were torn as we so desperately want to open the doors
to our hospital again, but we also are broken hearted to see West Africa
suffer.
So many, many hours of meetings took place and God has led
us somewhere new. We will not forget about those in West Africa who are
suffering so much. We will continue to pray and help as we can. We will support
our 19 crew members from those nations. But in the midst of the tragedy, we
will continue on. In the midst of the devastation,
the Lord has led us to a new area and we are excited!
Enter plan D: Madagascar! We all really want to stay in Africa. We feel that the Lord has led the ship to this continent for this time. Most of Western Africa is not safe for our ship right now. We reached out to the government there and they accepted us quickly. This is a country that has been
sensationalized by among other things the Madagascar movies and yet they have an extremely weak medical
system and a lot of need. So it has been decided that we will go to Madagascar. The ship is now on the water (we left
Saturday). How amazing that God would open up something so unexpected!
Do you remember your geography?
Do you remember your geography?
Yep, that's it!
It will take us 18 days (or so) to sail to South Africa. We
will stop there to refuel and allow our advance team to sort as much out as
they can in the country before we get there.
It will then be about a week longer to sail from South Africa to
Madagascar. What an adventure. I have been so amazed that at this time of
complete unknowns and transition that our crew has stayed mostly positive.
People are excited about what this next field service will bring. We are eager
to see what God will do in this new region. We are excited to be able to serve
a people and a region not yet served by the Africa Mercy. (A previous ship, the
Anastasis, did serve in Madagascar in 1996).
Please pray for us as we arrange for this next season. Pray for the
advance team that will have a HUGE amount of work to do to prepare the way for
the ship. Pray for traveling mercies and successful completion of the work
being done on the ship.
We are currently here (see how far that is!):
We are excited about what is next but we are so sad for West
Africa and feel grieved that we cannot stay to help. As the Ebola news becomes
"old news", please don't stop praying for the millions who are
affected by this terrible outbreak. Though "only" 4000+ are sick;
MANY, MANY more are affected as economies and governments suffer. Please pray
with us for God's mercy and for international collaboration to stop this
outbreak.
We will keep you updated as we sail and specific dates fall into place. Please pray for our advance team that has a HUGE job to do to prepare the way (last minute) for us to arrive. Thank you for your many prayers!