Did you know that love ripples?
It seems it’s well
understood here in Madagascar. You will have seen so many examples of it
through other Mercy Ship blog posts – Medical Capacity Building, patients who have had surgery,
the 7000 something who have had dental care… there are plenty of examples of love
poured out.
But did you know it rippled? Its effects don’t just stop
where you pour it out.
A few weeks ago, I met with a senior lady from UNFPA – the
organization who are helping us find and transport ladies who have obstetric
fistulas that need repairing. I met them
to address a few issues and it was enlightening to hear their stories. We see the
part that’s in front of our eyes and, sometimes, we can easily forget the rest.
The part that involves finding the ladies – literally searching for them,
talking to them, trying to convince them that this big white ship is a safe
place to come. The part that involves gathering names and arranging bus loads of
ladies to come for screening – helping them find a route to the nearest town,
over nonexistent bridges and rivers that are swollen from the rains… and when
the day to send the bus towards the ship comes, convincing the ones who are too
scared to come, to climb aboard. It’s humbling to see the collaborative work that
we are privileged to be a part of. And it was interesting to see how the
‘issues’ I had come to address, slowly became not so big when I began to
understand their story. It’s a phrase our very own Group Managing Director Donovan Palmer has put in my
head – ‘seek to understand’ – and his
wise words stood me well.
At the end of this conversation, the doctor who coordinates
all these crazy logistics said to me… ‘when one of the ladies returned to the village
after her surgery, the village elder asked me: how come she’s so strong?’ – he explained, ‘ not in her body, I know
she’s healed. I mean – how come her spirit
is so strong?’. I opened my mouth to answer but didn’t get the chance before
the lady from UNFPA jumped in to explain that she had looked at our website and
realised that we don't just care about physical healing but about healing of
the soul as well. She said that she realised that the most important thing
Mercy Ships could bring to Madagascar was love. She said that there are ladies
far away in the south of Madagascar who could have the opportunity to have
surgery closer to home but they have refused because they want to come to
Tamatave. She flung her arms in a big embrace and said, ‘it is like they know
they will be surrounded by love if they come to you....’.
Love ripples.
And even in the painful circumstances of the young girl who
passed away last week, love rippled. It did.
I saw it in the dedicated care of those whose skilled hands
cared for her. I saw it in the Community. I saw it in the way every department
offered their help. I saw it in the feedback from a missionary who lives not so
far from the young girl’s village (at least 4 days by road from us): ‘… Her mum told me, through tears, how well you cared for
them throughout their time on board. Her uncle told us that you did so
much for them, not least making all the transport arrangements (4x4, MAF,
Helimission…) and that you didn’t ask them to pay anything. They also
told me that the family and the village elders expressed much appreciation for
all that you did for them in getting them back home, and the word they used was
fitiavana (love); in doing all these things you have shown your love
for this dear family, and by doing that you have shown many more people the
love of God in you’.
Let’s keep loving and may it ripple far and wide – in our
own hearts, in our Community, in Madagascar and far beyond.
“A new command I give
you: Love one another. As I have loved you, so you must love one
another. By this all men will know that you are my disciples, if you love
one another.” (John 13:34-35)
Thanks Kirstie. Inspiring and humbling to read on a grey Saturday morning in London. Vicky
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