The Final Goodbye

View of the ship and Freetown as I was leaving town on the ferry.

On Saturday June 18th around 10pm when all nine of my roommates and I were having movie night in our cabin, the telephone rang. I got up quickly and was surprised to hear my Mom's voice on the other end. We had always planned our phone calls but this one was not. I knew something was up because she just started to ramble on before really stating why she had called. As you may know my Pawpaw (my Mom's dad) was diagnosed in April with stomach cancer. Within two months it took his life. Dad, Mom and Emily were in route and in tears as well when they called me on the road that evening. Of course I was so, so upset. It seemed like everything that could go bad at home while you're miles and miles away happened. I learned quickly though, thats life. Words cannot even begin to describe the loving and sweet man that Bob Mixon was to his grandchildren, children and wife. He truly walked by faith in his life journey but even more so in his journey through cancer.

Within thirty minutes my superhero of a Mom had my flight changed to that Monday morning flight to Brussels and miraculously I would be traveling back with two of my roommates. God is good, in all things.

I must say its weird being home. Back in January six months to me seemed like a lifetime and now it feels like just yesterday I was telling my friends that we'd have to be apart for six whole months. I cannot get over it but find myself in little situations everyday reflecting on Africa and dream about one day being able to carry things on top of my head, in each hand, and a baby on my back :)

Please know that I couldn't have done any of this AT ALL without YOUR support and prayers. God really watched over me and I remained healthy during my whole entire trip. I feel so honored to have been supported by such great friends and family! Your in my prayers and may God bless you! Thanks again friends :)

Is This Real Life?

I apologize beforehand for just now getting this post out. Life is crazy here. Exactly, two weeks from today I will be flying from Sierra Leone to Brussels (spending time actually in Brussels during my very extensive layover) to Chicago and then finally ending the trip in Jacksonville, FL. Trying to comprehend my emotions the moment I'm reunited with my family at last is just mind boggling.

So anyways, on Sunday June 12th during our Sunday evening church service here on the ship, we celebrated the Global Day of Prayer. In July 2000 God captured the heart of South African Christian Businessman, with a vision based on 2 Chronicles 7:14,"If My people, who are called by My name, will humble themselves and pray and seek My face and turn from their wicked ways, then will I hear from heaven and forgive their sin and will heal their land."

I wish you would've seen how great of a job the chaplaincy department did with organizing this special service. My own friends and crew members from around the world represented each area globally and began with a song in their language and then prayed in their own language as well. It started off with South Africa because that's where it all originated, then moving to the rest of Africa (so awesome!), Europe (each country sang in their own language), China and Korea, North and South America, and lastly, New Zealand and Australia. It was a unique service and probably one of my favorites. Pretty sure I'll never see that back home ;)

Up Next: My visit to the Agriculture Site! Farmer Judith...Haha.

Sunsets & Produce...Shall I Say More?

Oh how I will miss both of these beautiful things. The sunsets are unreal. I've decided that after living on the ocean for 6 months and soon to be attending Flagler, which is next to the beach, that I will always live near the water. There's just something about it.

The photo above is just a portion of the twice a week produce orders we receive. It's insane how quickly we go through it but, I love all the fresh pineapple, apples, mangoes, green peppers, cucumbers, onions, bananas, avocados, watermelon etc. I would say I've been quite spoiled :)                                                             

Way Too Much To Capture

Yesterday as my room mate Lauren would say was "a-hoot-and-a-half"! I worked in the hospitality department for the day...by the time I leave I will have worked in every department possible ;) Anything to keep me on my toes!

Lauren works in that department and really enjoys it so I helped her make beds for the day. Clearly, we got a lot of work done.

After dinner myself and five other friends (Kailey, Emily, Lauren, Olivia, and Jason) decided to take a walk into town. It's so amazing how comfortable I feel here. So, I decided to be adventurous and to finally take my nice camera out into the town so that I can actually get some decent  pictures. Despite the dirty looks at the beginning, I discovered by the end that asking them if I can "snap them" was much more acceptable. As soon as I asked one child if I could then the rest of the children from the town just swarmed around me. At least that's what it felt like! Ha They are so precious though. It's funny because they just stand there posing and wait in anticipation for me to show them the picture on the screen. Here are a few!

 Africa has truly captured my heart. There is no doubt in my mind that I will be returning to this amazing place. God has changed me through this ministry, the African culture alone and lastly, the heart and spirit of these beautiful children. Whether its me returning to Sierra Leone or just Africa as a whole, or returning to serve with Mercy Ships for a summer in the near future, I can rest assured knowing why the Lord closed doors last year for such an experience as this.

And to top off this fabulous walk into town on just an ordinary day, I got to witness my first legit chicken fight. Probably the funniest thing of my life. Oh yes, I captured it :) Enjoy!

"You who have done great things, O God who is like you? You who have made me see many troubles and calamities will revive me again; from the depths of the earth you will bring me up again. You will increase my honor, and comfort me once again."

Psalms 71:19-21

I ONLY HAVE 27 MORE DAYS LEFT HERE IN SIERRA LEONE!!!

Erica got married, Lauren lost her shirt, I drowned & Carmen uh, well...

On Thursday May 26th, three of my roommates and myself went out on an adventure to Banana Island. Wow, it wasn't until after we had arrived at Kent Beach and I got on a motorized over sized canoe to the island that I realized I hadn't had a day off in three weeks. Most of you know me and how I cannot sit still. Its even an issue here, unfortunately. I have kept myself very busy while sacrificing my days off in reception to work down in hospital supply. I know, I'm insane but I want to live all this up and go home fully exhausted and knowing that His work in Me here is complete.

(Left to right: Carmen, Lauren, Me, & Erica)

Anyways, the "little boat" ride over to the island was so enjoyable and relaxing. I wish I would've captured the looks on the locals faces when they saw 4 little white girls spending the day on their island. After walking along a nice little trail we arrived to the beach and swimming area. Also, we got to enjoy an adorable little hut and tables, hammocks and nice washrooms, and my favorite the outdoor loft. 

Oh my word I was in awe as I looked out and saw the beautiful blue water crashing up against the rocks along the shore and the gorgeous mountains in the distance. The panoramic view was breathtaking. The four of us enjoyed swimming far out into the sea, rock hopping, reading, searching for sea glass and of course soaking up some sunshine :)

For lunch Dalton, the guy who transported us back and forth from the island to Kent beach, made couscous with a delicious tomato and smoked fish sauce and freshly cut papaya for lunch. Ha soo good!! As the day progressed it got very interesting. I about drowned trying to swim to the next island over (it would've taken me days), Lauren's shirt got taken in with a huge wave, and all the Africans just seem to love Erica! Carmen, that's a story for another time. Haha but my friends are so great! After getting back to Kent beach, we sat there for two hours waiting for our taxi driver. I'm telling you Mom and Dad, my patience has drastically improved :) TIA, folks. (This Is Africa)

p.s.- I know, I know...I've been slacking. I'll pick it back up! Miss you all!

Living In The Fast Lane

Wow! Where the heck did this week go? I’d say that its very possible that after a week full of night shifts, fire drills and hospital supply craziness, that it would make sense to say that I feel like I’m living in the fast lane.

Night shifts are probably my most favorite in reception. Yes, they’re a bit quieter but greater is the authority and responsibility you have over anything that happens during the night. I love the dark and stillness at night but, not on a huge ship like this. The thought of me being the only one up creeps me out. 

The main thing on night shift is making sure that everyone is back on board by 23:30 (curfew) and those who were staying out over night somewhere remembered to sign the over night book. Also, most every evening we have people both arriving or departing which keeps the paper work busy. Lastly, during the night it is our job to watch the fire panel and the cameras located around the ship.

I would just love to share my most eventful night shift yet. Well, it began with the arrivals not arriving till 2:15am. HA those poor old ladies. You see, since this is Africa we have to have water taxis bring you to this side of Freetown and their water taxi had broken down. 

Next, around 23:45 when I was accounting for each crew member I realized that a couple was missing. They were scanned out (ashore) and not listed in the over night book. My next action was to call their cabin. No answer. Awesome. So then, after breaking into their cabin, no where to be found. Next, I have to wake up the SSO (Ships Security Officer). He gets suited up and is off. I decide to call one of the missing couple’s friends and ask her if she had any idea of where they might be and sure enough, they left for the weekend but forgot to sign the over night book. I have to say though it was pretty cool to be part of that scene, even though it was a let down..glad they were safe. 

Just to top it off, around 5:15am the emergency 911 phone rings. Scared me half to death as I was just sitting there reading. I answer,”911 what is your emergency?” One of the nurses answers frantically, “Claire, I need you to make a call for the emergency medical team.” Click. After she hangs up I remember just standing there thinking to myself, “What the heck do I do? Oh my word, I have to do something quick.” So, I do what I knew was right. I make an overhead page saying “The Emergency Medical Team needs to report to ICU at this time.” As I said this over the intercom I could not help but think of the poor people sleeping who I had just woken up. I got some dirty looks later that day. Ha.

Obviously, not every night shift is like that. I was just lucky. Usually, I have people from home call me because the time back in Charlotte is perfect. I also read and on occasion will watch a movie with a friend. Although I can not leave the desk, I can have a couple friends back behind the desk with me after 23:30.

Every other Thursday we have fire drills. I dread these days. It’s very stressful as a receptionist because we are in charge of making sure that every day volunteer and crew member are accounted for. So in total that's about 500+ people. Yes, chaos. But this past Thursday I am proud to say that everyone was accounted for in 18 minutes. We are required by maritime law to complete fire drills within 30 minutes. Yea, killed it :)

This post is long enough so as far as hospital supply goes, I’m loving it! Today was great and I was offered to take the position full time but that would require me to extend my time here with Mercy Ships and we all know that I cannot survive any longer without some of my Mom’s delicious food, Chickfila, or Flying Biscuit :)

Ward Service

Today I went down to A Ward where every Sunday morning at 10:30 they hold a church service for anyone who wants to join. It had to have been the most powerful service I've been to in a while.

Not sure if it was the patients who were right there in their hospital gowns and bandages sitting in chairs or on their beds worshipping the Lord in song or dance or if it was hearing the translator speak Krio that made it so meaningful and powerful.

I've learned in Africa that it doesn't matter where you worship but rather, whom and how you worship. No one better models that than the Africans here on the ship. Why can we not clap and rejoice with the hands that God gave us? Who needs a guitar or piano? Yes, my hands about fell off after clapping for a straight 30 minutes but I've never felt so happy and such joy in my heart than this morning.

I wish you could see how much energy and light shines through our patients and patient care givers here on board. It's unreal.

As I sat there smiling, I knew right then that this is what I am here for. Today was a day when I knew that when the time comes, it will be hard to leave such a place as this. I mean will I really ever sit on a hospital bed during a church service and visibly see the Lord performing miracles right before my eyes at a normal church?

I wish you all could experience this with me but I cannot wait to see you back in good'ol Carolina :)

Day 1: A Whole New World

Change is always good and I believe that we should continually be analyzing our lives to see how we have changed. Yesterday was not only a change of pace but, a great learning experience as well.

You know I have to admit though, it really baffles me that Mercy Ships trusts ME, an 18 year old high school graduate, and thinks I'm responsible enough to work at reception and go throughout the whole hospital and stock all the supplies that they use. I mean really? Haha Do they hear my laugh? Do they really know what they're getting themselves into?

Anyways, I cannot tell you how great working down in hospital supply was. It's weird to think that from 8am-5pm my day was spent restocking ALL the supplies in the entire hospital...pretty sure that cannot be done at home. Only on a ship :)

After a morning spent of visiting the OR, ICU, and all the Wards, we walked down the road to the Dental Clinic and delivered supplies there. Later in the afternoon I went running in and out, up and down many containers retrieving supplies to restock our own supply room. The day was filled with lots of movement(which I love, compared to sitting behind a desk), a scan gun (my favorite), many medical names I've never heard of(I have a lot to learn!), sorting and counting. I just enjoyed being in that environment and seeing the patients!

So as for the rest of the week, today, Wednesday and Thursday I'm working at reception from 7-14:00 and on Friday back to supply!!

In Honor of Mother Bear

This was taken right before I got on the plane for Africa!

Today is a special day and one where I have the urge to just run up to you Mom, and give you a BIG hug. I have to say you truly are someone who will give up EVERYTHING to do something for anyone.

To me though Mom, you have taught me wisdom and spoken such faithful instruction so that I one day will be as good as a wife and mother as you are. You have taught me to love even when it hurts to just breathe. You have taught me to think to myself before I speak, "Is it kind? It it true? Is it necessary?" I don't know if I would've learned any of this after the countless times you took my phone away, told me to take a walk to the mailbox, sent me to sit in the garage..the list goes on and you got more and more creative :)

Thank you for your patience in our relationship. Our past had it's weaknesses but, He forgives and made our relationship anew. Thank God. I feel almost as if you loved me more knowing that one day I would come to look at you as not only my Mom but a friend as well :) Honestly, I would say..we achieved that goal together now that I'm not my high school immature self haha!

Mom, I wouldn't be on the Mercy Ship without your persistent help, guidance, and encouragement. Thank you for YOUR continual support and love. You have shown me how to be a woman of faith. I love you dearly Mom.

So, Happy Mother's Day :) Your flowers should arrive shortly!


Love,
Your Claire Bear

Time For A Change

As many of you may know, I love to keep myself busy and well, reception surprisingly just doesn't quite bring me that satisfaction. So I'm excited to announce that I now have a minor job as a hospital supply assistant! Woohoo :) I will start next week so I'll be able to give you more details about what it actually entails.

I will be working with Cyle, the Hospital Supply Coordinator, Ezra and Julie. We will begin the days by providing the OR with the correct supplies and tools and then make our way to the ICU, Out Patient, all of the Wards and who knows where else. I think the best part though, is that I get to wear scrubs all day!

I cannot tell you how great this change of pace will be for me. I'm so excited to be down in the hospital seeing all the patients and being able to just see this ministry on a whole new level.

I'm Not Waving I'm Drowning

Recently I have had this intense ache and yearn to be home and comfortable with all that WAS familiar to me. So to cope with all of this, instead of talking to someone like a normal person would do, I’ve been listening to Ryan Long (a YL artist) who says it so perfectly in the song below.

I’m not waving I’m drowning

I’m starting to doubt

That I will ever be anything but alone

I fall on my knees and I’m begging you please

Take all my pain and give me some peace

Can you save me I’m drowning

Upon your door I’m pounding

Take from me my fear take all my shame

‘Cause I can’t make it anymore on my own

You know its funny how God can change you in ways that you would have never expected. For example, in the YoungLife words of Drew and Molly Teague, if you REALLY knew me you would know that I never get homesick. I love to be away and do my own thing. HA..Can I just admit that I’ve never been more homesick than now.

After processing all of this I told myself to stop. To stop thinking about tomorrow. To stop counting down the days till I’ll be embracing my family at the baggage claim in the Jacksonville, FL airport. To stop NOT living in the moment that the Lord has provided for me.  I have been constantly thanking God for stretching me in this experience in a number of ways. Even when it hurts, I know He works things for my good.

“The Lord is the everlasting God, the Creator of the ends of the earth. He does not faint or grow weary; his understanding is unsearchable. He gives power to the faint, and strengthens the powerless.” Isaiah 40:28-29

In closing, I can assure you that this crazy, loud laughing blonde girl has a whole new vision and heart for these last 2 months that I have in this amazing country of Sierra Leone.

P.s.- Please pray that the Lord will heal my Pawpaw! 

An Unforgettable Celebration

I don't think I've ever experienced such a "full" Easter week or weekend. The staff that organized it truly did a phenomenal job and I can only imagine all the hours and effort it took in planning and preparing for this great celebration. I am forever grateful for this Easter and all that I participated in.

Thursday evening myself and three of my roommates went out to Deck 7 to wash each other's feet. What is it about washing someones feet that you truly feel like you've blessed them? It's such a sacred thing that truly allows me to relate with Jesus in such a divine way. From there we headed to the "Upper Room" where we knelt at ten stations, praying and reading passages in Mark leading up to the crucifixion and then ending with communion. Later that evening I went to the International Lounge to visit "The Garden of Gethsemane". I cannot even begin to describe the decorations. As I knelt there gazing upon the cross, hearing the sweet sounds of a garden, I challenged myself with this,

"So, could you not stay awake with me one hour? Stay awake and pray that you may not come into the time of trial; the spirit indeed is willing, but the flesh is weak." Matthew 26:40-41

So, for an hour I sat in the garden, on my knees, praying to the One who makes me whole. I cannot express to you how amazing it was but, I can challenge you to do the same.

Friday began with an unforgettable Good Friday service. The setting alone allowed you to easily humble yourselves before the cross. This was not your typical service with chairs and a formal program. There was more of an intimate feel as we all knelt around the cross, allowing ourselves to truly focus on the act of great love that the Lord showed us that day.

Easter morning most of my roommates and I were up at 6:30 to attend the sunrise service out on deck. Now, this was not my typical sunrise service. Instead of being with my family enjoying the sunrise service we usually attend every year out on the beach in Hilton Head, I was on a boat looking out into the town of Freetown. I couldn't help but smile as we sang and worshiped yesterday morning and felt like those surrounding me were truly my family.

Loved the center piece!

Ending the weekend with an unbelievable brunch I was somewhat assured that this Easter will never compare to the rest. Unfortunately, I did have to work all weekend but, it brought tears to my eyes when my family called me at the desk wishing me a Happy Easter :) Oh how I miss them greatly.

An Africa Mercy Easter

Thought I'd just update you a little on the ship life! It's always an experience, but this week sure will be special. Here's our itinerary for the week!

Easter is no big deal or anything around here ;) I can honestly say that this will be a very memorable Easter besides the fact that I will not be with my family. Happy Easter!

Blessed by the Fatima Orphanage

Yesterday me and about five other Mercy Shippers headed up the country to visit the Fatima orphanage. Edward, the owner of the orphanage and his wife are truly two amazing people. As we pulled up to the front of the house I knew that these children were going to bless me that morning.

Edward gave us a tour of the home, showing us all the rooms and land. One "building" housed the boys, and one for the girls. It was interesting because all of the girls put their beds together to form a big pallet and allow more space, whereas the boys were more territorial and each had "their bed." Haha, boys. Edward provided each child with one plate of rice a day, an education, and electricity for two hours in the evening to do their studies.

 I'm sorry, but I've come to a realization that no matter how long I sit here fighting myself, trying to find the words to express the heart ache I felt while visiting this orphanage, no words will satisfy me. I'm continually fighting this battle of, How can I make you, the reader, feel what I felt? How do I explain what I saw in words that makes you inspired to go on a journey like mine? I want to make an impact. A thousand words and a hundred pictures will never conquer the battle.

I guess I'm just here to say that the Lord really spoke to me and shined through yesterday as I played paddle ball with Victor and laughed with Samuel, Abu and Sayo as we tried to keep an inflatable ball off the ground. It's amazing what joy those boys showed me in just a simple game of ball.  After getting to know the boys and earning their trust, it inspired me to seek this place out and to develop a great friendship with them. I cannot tell you how adorable it was to see them running after the car as we waved goodbye through the windows and Samuel yelling, "Goodbye Claire!"

What a blessing it was to see that this man gave up his own land for his family to house over 30 children who had lost their parents in the war. Edward, simply a man after God's heart. I desire all that he had. I hope someday my heart will be as big as his.

The View From My Backyard

I took these photos while squashed in a poda poda so please excuse the not so great quality!

Whenever I walk into town I always find it difficult to manage walking without running into anyone or stepping in piles of garbage just laying in the streets. There's so much to look at and take in EVERY TIME I go into town. Every experience is different and I love that about this place.

The smell of the city comes from all of the piles of burning garbage but clearly it doesn't keep a child from playing!

The view of Freetown after a drive upcountry.

Oh the Joy's of Water Restrictions

Currently at the moment, Captain Tim has informed us all of no showers, no water, and no laundry. We have had to cut our water off because we are running extremely low and receiving water here is quite a process. Once we actually get the water it takes three days for it to be treated and such. At the moment we have enough to continue surgeries on Monday but, have no idea when things will be back to normal.

Honestly though, I think I can suffer with no shower so that children and adults will be given hope and healing. It's about them, not myself. May I ask that you will pray for us during this situation and that things will fall back into place soon so that we do not have to cancel any surgeries. Thank you dear friends!


*Photos to come!*

Dr. Engle

Today I had the opportunity to go down to the hospital and observe two different surgeries. I think there's something about wearing scrubs, hospital shoes, a mask, and an OR cap that makes you just feel professional. Yet, I look somewhat ridiculous haha but, here's a photo just for the fun of it!

They begin all surgeries by praying over the patient and then they play christian music during the whole surgery, such a neat experience. Not going to lie, I was a little worried how well I would be able to take seeing a surgery up close and personal like this. Nonetheless, I was a little apprehensive considering my friend yesterday fainted while she was observing and the surgeon began to take photos of her! Haha

The first surgery I watched was a young boy who had a minor case of bow legs. I could not believe that they actually use a real drill, hammer and chisel. The orthopaedic surgeon explained what he was doing throughout the surgery but I could only understand so much of their lingo.

The second surgery dealt with a lady who had a growth on her parotid gland. It was a very severe case in which they were not sure if it was cancerous or not and wouldn't be able to tell until the surgeon would cut into it. It was quite disturbing to watch as the surgeon would pull back the skin and cut along side of the growth trying not to pinch any facial nerves.

It was nice to feel like part of the hospital for an hour out of my day but, I don't think I'll plan on pursuing the nursing field. What an awesome experience though to see all of that! It's something that I would never get to see back home. Adventures, what a beautiful thing :)

A Cry From Within

Yesterday late afternoon after I had worked in the morning a group of us went out to Lakka Beach and enjoyed visiting with the locals, live music, the ocean, and the gorgeous scenery. First, let me just say it was an adventure in and of it self just getting there. Instead of taking one of the Mercy Ship Landrovers we decided to just take a poda-poda. What the heck is that? Basically it is a very rundown van with wooden benches, very unsafe, very uncomfortable but provides a cheap way of transportation. We fit 16 people in ours, pretty sure the locals would laugh at us when they can cram normally around 20 plus people. Just imagine yourself sitting on this wooden bench with fabric nailed ontop just to give it some character, did I mention that the bench has an extended seat that you can pull out to fit extra people on once you close the van the door? HA yes, brilliant right? Yes, your bum feels like death by the time you finally reach your destination.

As I was sitting in my chair just looking out into the ocean, observing and taking everything in a little boy came up to me carrying a cooler on top of his head. He just sat right in front of me, there in the sand and said, "Will you please help me?" I responded with great joy, "Hello. What is your name? How are you?"

Emmanuel was 11 years old although, he looked more like 7 because we was little and malnourished. As I began to carry on the conversation and ask him his favorite things my heart hurt as he replied saying, "I want your help. My Mother is dead and I cannot find my Father. All I want to do is go to school. I want to learn."

What do you say? How do you respond? All I knew what to do was to show him love. So, right then I looked down and saw my frisbee in my backpack and said," Hey, Emmanuel! Do you want to learn to play some frisbee?" He nodded. As we walked towards the shoreline, away from the crowd, he had lit up and I wish I could've captured his adorable smile. Because this is Africa, as soon as Emmanuel's friends and I saw us playing they all came running over. It was so fun and something I will not forget.

Meeting Emmanuel that day stirred the yearning inside me to continually love on those in need. I may not have the money to provide schooling for the poor little boy but, I can show help in other ways. After saying goodbye to him, I watched him walk away and cried from within that the Lord will protect him and bless him. I pray that I will meet with Emmanuel again someday soon.

We Long For You

I read this yesterday and couldn't help but to share.

"All the ends of the earth shall remember and turn to the Lord; and all the families of the nations shall worship before him. For dominion belongs to the Lord, and he rules over the nations. To him, indeed, shall all who sleep in the earth bow down; before him shall bow all who go down to the dust, and I shall live for him."

Psalm 22: 27-29

Reflecting on the Past

Tomorrow marks my half way point...I'm at a loss for words. I feel like I have never encountered and experienced so much in my life more than I have here, in just THREE months! It's hard for me to wrap my head around the fact that I arrived here on January 6th and spent a month in South Africa, sailed for two weeks and stayed in Cape Town for a little and have three months left in Sierra Leone. I am so thankful and beyond blessed to have been kept healthy and safe. I asked myself recently what have I learned thus far? Thought I'd share with you :)

1. The importance of stillness and silence. As a child, well, more like till the day before I left for this trip, my mother would ALWAYS annoyingly say to me, "Claire slow down! You are always in a rush! Stop and count to ten." Yes, it frustrated me but now I hate to say it but, she was right. HA Can't believe I just admitted that..I must be getting sick.

It's true though, there's something about just taking a minute whether in prayer or just sitting. In 1 Timothy it says, "We were called to lead a quiet and peaceable life in all godliness and dignity." How can we hear the gentle voice of God when here in Africa its over populated, people going non-stop, horns never to be silent.

"Do not adorn yourselves outwardly by braiding your hair, and by wearing gold ornaments or fine clothing; rather, let your adornment be the inner self with the lasting beauty of a GENTLE and QUIET spirit, which is very precious in God's sight." 1 Peter 3:3-4

2. How hungry and thirsty people are to feel loved yet, no matter the circumstance they will rejoice and be joyful. The living conditions here are so much worse than I expected and do they complain? No. It's humbling to interact with the people here and I just wish that half of their joy would rub off on me. I love this country and know the Lord is at work.

3. Blessed to live in Charlotte, NC. Beyond blessed that I have a Father and Mother who love God and each other. Beyond blessed that I have such great relationships with my older brother, Kyle and my younger sister, Emily.

4. "I want to go as far away from you as possible and I won't even miss you!!" Yep, this is what I would shout to my parents while we would be in the middle of an argument for something that was my fault. I suppose Africa is far enough..and ummmm I miss my family like crazy. Haha it's funny looking back now and realizing that God was at work then and still is now. Mom, correct me if I'm wrong but, I'm pretty sure we send at least 5 emails throughout the week and I call once a week. It makes my day when my Dad calls the front desk not knowing if I'm working or not and I say, "Africa Mercy. This is reception. How may I help you?" "Claire?" he says. Haha :)

5. I LOVE to read & discovered that here. My friends call me the book worm. Kyle used to always tell me that I could never read...it took time yet, feels so good to get back into his face!

6. THANKFUL. I have more than enough to be thankful for. I'm overwhelmed.

7. I love mangoes and the art in which you cut them to eat! SO fun! Oh, and the pineapple here is UNBELIEVABLE!

What's to come...

I just got involved in a small group and we'll be going through the Beth Moore "Loving Well" bible study! Also, next week I have the opportunity to watch a surgery!! And as usual more roommates leaving and more coming, its never ending.

Thats all for now friends :) Happy half-way!

Sweet, Sweet Goodbyes

The time has come. I have to say goodbye to a great friend, Adele. She leaves tomorrow and is off on to her next adventure, exploring through Europe. I am so excited for her and know she will have a great time but, I'm also very sad.

Yes, this is our feet/shins after a lovely game of soccer in Africa. Our roommates really love us when we walk in right after they have just cleaned the cabin :)

Who will I laugh with till I'm nausea? Who will play soccer with me and all the guys? Who will I bake with? Who will I have real conversations with? Who will make me more domesticated? Who will make fun of me and call me Edith?

She and I truly connected by both of us being 18 and taking this year after graduating as a gap year and exploring the world and ourselves. Adele and I have many great memories together and I cannot wait to go visit her in Canada! I know the Lord will use her for great things and I truly look up to her. Goodbye crazy 4418 roommate :(

Um..Excuse Me?

As Adele and I were roaming the markets, bargaining for fabric and soccer jerseys we came across a very interesting man. He looks at me and says,"Hello. How are you?" I reply nicly and turn away trying to keep moving. About 5 minutes later that same man runs up to me grabbing my hand and says, "Hello, are you married?" My  facial expression was who knows what but, I turned to Adele and just looked at her, speechless. She responds for me saying,"Yes, she is married and I am as well." We turned and walked away.

My friends had told me that it was very normal in West Africa to be asked such questions and to not worry if someone randomly comes to you and says," Will you be my wife?" Haha it just seems so silly to me. Never in the culture back home would you encounter as such a thing as this. Marriage back home is much more serious and intimate than it is here.

As I begin to get acquainted with this major cultural difference, I promise you Dad that I will not come home married :)

Softening Heart

As I was sitting behind the desk late at night, bored, I asked myself the question…are we interested in reaching the people not only sitting out there in the villages of Freetown? What will we do for those back home? When those here receive that “golden ticket” that says we can do surgery on their bow leg, cleft lip, goiter we share the love of Christ with them. What about those in the city of Charlotte? We need to be aware of those out there in our own backyard searching for their “golden ticket” and desperate to receive hope and healing. One of the things I’ve already learned and been encouraged with when I come home in July is to share the love of Christ. I feel as if before my experience here, in my mind, I wanted to help those in need but my heart was not there. My heart has deepened for those who are desperate to be loved.

Rekindling With an Old Friend

This past Sunday a group of twelve guys or so and my room mate Adele and I, went out to play some soccer. I cannot tell you how amazing it was to play again. It's been a year since I've actually played so, I was very worried that I would make a fool of myself in front of these African guys who are incredible at the game. Thankfully I managed to actually keep my feet on the ground rather than be on the ground, surprise to you Dad..I know ;) Ah it feels so great to play the game again!

As you walk inside the gate to the dirt area, our so-called field, all the children just run to you and hold your hand saying ,"Hello! Hello! What is your name?". They are so precious. I wish you could see for yourself.

Soon, I will bring my camera out there and upload some photos!

Happy St. Patrick's Day!

Getting To Know Our New Country

As we departed the port at 6:15am on Saturday with bananas and bread in each hand, we were off to explore the land of Sierra Leone. I would say that this was one of those excursions where is was pure exploring. There are only two main roads (dirt ground) so, with not many options we figured it would just be fun to drive and stop at places that seemed interesting.

Stop 1: After having to manually shift into 4 wheel drive to conquer a very steep hill, we arrived at the Chimpanzee Rehabilitation Sanctuary. Now let me tell you, these monkey's were ridiculous. I suppose this stop was more like take a look, laugh, stretch your legs and cram back into the Land Rover.

Stop 2: Just down the road we discovered this gorgeous dam. This may have been the most beautiful scenery I've ever seen. As we walked across the dam, surrounded by the lovely hills and trees of this country, in awe of creation and how there is nothing like that feeling you have as you walk outdoors. My love for the outdoors was greatly deepened at that moment. Seeing the pure reflection in the water of the clouds in the blue sky and the lush greens hills made me so thankful that I have eyes to see, a nose to smell, ears to hear, and a mouth to taste expeditions as this.

Stop 3-5: All three of these stops consisted of finding random beaches and checking them out. Just remember, we're basically just driving where ever we see some sort of path and going with our gut that a beach is near in sight. As we drive through many people are out in their village just relaxing and are excited to show us their land and tell us all about it. The first beach was gorgeous...well, they all are really. See for yourself..when I post them ;)

Stop 6: This beach, Kent Beach, was seriously like one of those that you dream of. Unreal. A deserted beach, it was just the 20 of us enjoying a relaxing day in the clear blue water. We actually had to change into our suits in one of the little huts! So cool haha. They brought out plates of homeade rice and fesh baracuda with its teeth showing...so crazy!

All in all, I would say we were successful in our expedition and enjoyed a relaxing day after a full two weeks of non-stop chaos here on the ship.

Tozer..What a Brilliant Man

" The yearning to know what cannot be known, to comprehend the incomprehensible, to touch and taste the unapproachable, arises from the image of God in the nature of man. Deep calleth unto deep, and though polluted and landlocked by the mighty disaster theologians call the Fall, the soul senses its origin and longs to return to its source."

Through the Streets of Africa

I feel as if this is the part in my journey where it is hard to express what I smell, see, hear..all that I experience. It's almost as if I cannot emotionally connect with anyone back home anymore. The scents that make your nose squinch as you walk the dusty streets, the sights you see as people seem to just trample ontop of one another, and hearing the sweet voice of the children as we leave the port gate and enter into the city as they all say, "Hello, Hello!" will never bring such joy to anyone unless you can experience it for yourself.

Yes, I feel way out of my comfort zone. Yes, I've never felt so many eyes staring at me. Yes, it's scary being a little white blonde girl walking the streets, truly defines a minority here in Freetown.

But, being surrounded by such poverty and such beautiful friendly people that live out there in the villages has truly shown me the love of Christ and the amazing work he has planned for us here. I'm ready.

SIERRA LEONE

Here are just a few photos that I took as we entered into the city of Freetown, Sierra Leone!

Please keep the people of Sierra Leone in your prayers. Thank you so much for all of your support!

Hopefully there will be more photos to come but, we are told its not very smart to take our camera's out into the markets and villages. It's a whole new world out there friends. Unbelievable.

How D' body?

After an intense 3 day Country Briefing of Sierra Leone, I’ve never felt so excited and frightened all at the same time. During each of those 4 hour sessions we discussed religion, culture, language, prayer, unity, Code of Conduct etc. The Lord is going to do great things in the city of Freetown, Sierra Leone during this field service. 

But mainly, I want to thank you all for the prayers as we sailed for 13 days. It was a very smooth sail and I have stayed healthy as well as most of the crew. So thank you so much for the support and prayers! We were truly blessed and have safely arrived to Sierra Leone!! Yesterday when we pulled into the port around 9am we were greeted with the Minister of Health and held a ceremony out on the dock. Such a cool experience!

Few things:

-The movie Blood Diamond did a wonderful job portraying Sierra Leone. The scenery in the movie is true to what I see out my window. It’s unbelievable.

- I would like to share some of the lyrics to our theme song:

Where You go, I'll go Where You stay, I'll stay When You move, I'll move I will follow You Who You love, I'll love How You serve I'll serve If this life I lose, I will follow You I will follow You - 42000 leones=$1

- Let’s learn a lili Krio!

• How D’ body? (How are you)
• D’ body fine tenky. (I’m fine thank you.)
• Me name na __. (My name is __)
• Way tin na you name? (What is your name?)
• Are want may you be me pady? (I would like you to be my friend.)
• Okay, make a pray for you? (Can I pray for you?)

Needless to say, I love their language and have had so much fun speaking it! Thankfully we have two crew members who are from Sierra Leone and help us out : )

Lastly, I have some specific things that you could be praying for at the moment.

1.THE CHURCH: a) Unity among the denominations b) That the Church will show God's love to the Nation c) For good relationships among the Church's here

2. THE NATION OF SIERRA LEONE: I ask that you would just pray for peace and healing among this place. Many people have horrible images stored inside from the war and may the Lord restore them.

3.FOR THE PEOPLE INVOLVED IN TRADITIONAL AFRICAN RELIGION & OTHER RELIGIONS: a) That God will reveal to them that Jesus is the Way the Truth and the Life. b) That God will reveal to them that the blood of Jesus will pay for their sins once and for all.

4. MERCYSHIPS PROGRAMS: That all will go smoothly :)

5. THE CREW: a) Work with one mind, being united in our diversity. b) good health

Miss you all! Thank you & may God bless you!