Here it is:
How do you
describe a changed life? Where does one
begin to express the depth of gratitude for a transformed heart? Mercy Ships is about changed lives. It is not what we do, it is who we are. In the past seven years onboard the Africa
Mercy I have seen physical, emotional, and spiritual transformation that defy
reason and logic; miraculous healing, lives mended, hearts born anew,
brokenness made whole. My heart leaps
for joy each time a Mercy Ships crew member impacts the life of those we are
called to serve, in whatever capacity that may be. Words cannot adequately express the glory of
this process.
It is not
these changed lives that I struggle most to describe, though. It is my own.
When I first arrived in West Africa I was assaulted by experiences and
sensations that I had no frame of reference for; physical destruction, ravaged
bodies, trash-strewn roads, filthy water, oppressive heat, and a worldview and
approach to life that was completely foreign to me – even after cross-cultural
training.
Time,
relationships, and the unrelenting love of those we come to serve have worked a
gradual metamorphosis of my heart and paradigm.
The circumstances of life in the West and Central African nations that
we serve is much the same as it was seven years ago when I first arrived. However now I see beauty, opportunity,
unfathomable joy… I weep for the times
that my vision falters and mourn the loss of a day spent doing anything other
than reveling in the glorious adventure I am fortunate to be a part of.
Regardless
of how long I stay or where I go next, these years will always be ones that I
can celebrate as transformational. West
and Central Africa are not comprised of ‘developing nations’ to me. They are where I learned that pain and joy
are not mutually exclusive; to savor the lingering heat of pepper sauce at the
back of my throat, and that plantains will sooth the burn; that many of my
assumptions about the world and the teachings of Christ were, at best, narrow;
to recognize the trickle of sweat down my back as a reminder of the blessing of
this journey; the snap at the end of a handshake; the privilege of learning to
see things from a new perspective; and knowing that I need to be transformed by
Christ through those we serve at least as much as they need to be transformed
by Christ through us.
