(Written June 3, 2016
while flying over Madagascar. Posting today when I finally had time to sit down
at the computer.)
A blog I read, called A Life Overseas, calls this time of
year (around May and June) “The Leaving Season”. I guess it’s a common occurrence
of missionaries living in other countries to travel, take vacations or return
home from the mission field during these months. My personal opinion is that it
should be called “The Goodbye Season” instead. Mercy Ships runs on a field
service cycle: working in one country (this year, Madagascar) for about 10
months from August-May, then two months ‘shipyard’ period (in South Africa) from
June-July to do basic maintenance and repairs on the ship, then sail to country
next (Benin) in August to start all over again. Because of this cycle, about
50% of the crew onboard leave or take PTO in May or June. This is especially
true where I work in the hospital, since we don’t need doctors or nurses to run an empty hospital.
I explain all this to say that the past month or so has been a season of emotions, mostly sad ones. People and places come and go all the time – it’s just the way of Mercy Ships – but it’s a billion times harder when all the goodbyes come at once and some of them are very hard ones. In this post and the next (it was too long so I had to split it in half), I will try to give a picture of what the past few weeks have been like in yet another part of ship life on the Africa Mercy.
I explain all this to say that the past month or so has been a season of emotions, mostly sad ones. People and places come and go all the time – it’s just the way of Mercy Ships – but it’s a billion times harder when all the goodbyes come at once and some of them are very hard ones. In this post and the next (it was too long so I had to split it in half), I will try to give a picture of what the past few weeks have been like in yet another part of ship life on the Africa Mercy.
Last week it started with saying goodbye to our final patients in the hospital. Although we finished surgeries the week before, we
still had several patients waiting for follow-up appointments or final dressing
changes and rehab. One small ray of sunshine in all of this was that our Hope
Center closed a week early to start packing up so all the patients staying
there moved back to the ship. It was fun to spend a few extra days with some of
my previous patients who had surgery back in January or February :) On the last
day, they were all ready to go home. It was such a touching thing to watch them
all shake our hands or give one more hug, then the kids skipped down the hall
shouting “Tsy Veloma” (no goodbye) over and over!
The next few days, any hospital crew still onboard were put
to work cleaning and packing up the hospital to prepare for sailing. It was
eerily quiet and a little heartbreaking to not hear children laughing, babies
crying, women singing or even any Malagasy language spoken at all :( But with
each surface cleaned or bed put away, I thought of each life impacted in that
place in the past 10 months and how many more lives are waiting to be changed
in Benin! It’s a lot of work but I know it will be worth it to see those first
patients arrive on the ship in a few months.
The next goodbye was Friday when we had our Day Crew
Appreciation party. I can’t remember how much I’ve written about our Day Crew,
but they are Malagasy people the ship hires to help in translating, cooking,
cleaning and keeping the ship in top condition. In Madagascar, we had over 300
Day Crew that worked in almost every area of the ship. At the end of each field
service, we have a giant party to celebrate them and thank them for all their
work. The captain and managing director speak, each department is recognized
and the Day Crew put together special performances like singing and dancing.
Then at the end, after lots of hugs and final pictures, it was time to say
goodbye. This is an especially difficult goodbye for crew members who have been
with the ship the past 2 years because they’ve gotten so close to the Day Crew
being together almost 20 months. I am sorry now that I didn’t take the time to
get to know our Day Crew as much as I should have and it’s a goal I plan to
work on for next year. But I hope they know how much we appreciate their hard
work, long hours, flexibility and forgiveness as we often make mistakes trying
to navigate the Malagasy culture. Mercy Ships could absolutely not do the work
we do without their translating, serving alongside us and answering our endless
questions about Madagascar. I have heard from the Day Crew many times “Thank
you for coming to help my country”, but what I want to tell them is “It’s an
honor to serve Madagascar and thank YOU for loving your own people and serving
them so well!”
It’s never easy to leave the country you’ve worked so hard
in year after year and I’m sure people who have served with Mercy Ships for a
long time would say that it never gets easier, but our organization chooses to
visit many countries to provide our services to more people instead of focusing
on one area. It’s a hard choice and neither way is right or wrong. One solace
in these goodbyes is that I can see the potential we are leaving behind in
Madagascar. In those 300+ Day Crew, there is the potential to change this country.
They are intelligent, skilled, passionate and driven. They WILL do great things
here and continue bringing hope to this country – and Mercy Ships was only the
beginning for them!
God brought Mercy Ships to Madagascar two years ago through
a series of circumstances no one could have seen coming…but He had a plan all
along to bring the ship here and use this ministry to further His kingdom. We
can leave this place knowing for sure that God is working in this country and
that doesn’t stop once the Africa Mercy leaves. He goes with the ship, but He
also stays behind in Madagascar and goes ahead of us to Benin as well.
“Great things He has done, greater things He will do.Unto the Lord be the glory, great things He has done.”
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