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  A letter from Martha Sommers in Malawi  
             
 

January 2005

Dear Family and Friends:

Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! So many of you welcomed me, indulged me in luxuries, and cared for me during my months in the United States, July to December 2004. Very humbling to be blessed by so many: family; old friends; new friends; new church families; and strangers who patiently assisted this often discombobulated individual who was readjusting to stores, using credit cards, the airport machines, and the highways. Quite remarkable to enjoy the hospitality from coast to coast: on the mountainsides and plains, and in the valleys of the vast United States. Republicans and Democrats. In the rural areas, ex-burbs, suburbs, and cities. Was sometimes hard to be traveling so much and to be away from family. Yet, I gained understanding of Mark 10:29-30 “I tell you solemnly, there is no one who has left house, brothers, sisters, father, children, or land for my sake and for the sake of the gospel who will not be repaid a hundred times over, houses, brothers, sisters, mothers, children….”

My saddest observation while home was the seeming disconnect between personal choices to use more and more oil, and almost everyone acknowledging our oil dependence having a negative effect on U.S. foreign policy and recent wars. Approximately one third of the vehicles on the suburban and urban roads are oversized four-wheel drive to mainly negotiate tarmac and cement roads. Now also hummers/humvees! The speed limits have gone from 55 miles per hour 15 years ago, to 65, 70 in Michigan, and 75 in the west. I zipped through Los Angeles’ rush hour traffic in the carpool lane, which required just two people per vehicle, passing thousands of individuals in their own cars in the five lanes to the right of me and fellow mission co-worker, Dorothy Hanson. Sad, yet hopeful: Americans do not have to wait for politicians to carpool, drive smaller cars, nor slow down.

 
             
  Photograph of a minivan mired in a swimming-pool-sized puddle of muddy water.
Heavy rains caused flooding, washed out bridges, and created puddles the size of lakes. This is the minibus before we towed it out with the Landrover.

  You can imagine the contrast upon returning to Malawi. I was picked up at the Lilongwe airport with a carload of folks to negotiate our way north. The hospital purposely sent its boldest driver with friends to escort me. The two-lane main highway’s two bridges were washed away. We drove through the shallower running river and detoured 30 kilometers around the second through puddles the size of lakes.  
             
 

Our four-wheel drive Landrover stopped at one point to tow out a minibus. The minibus passengers were grateful, but still had to wait for their engine to dry out. This was all before the notorious Jenda road. We arrived safe back at Embangweni before nightfall to hugs, greetings, and dinner prepared. The welcome dinners continued. Again, very humbling.

I am past my first on-call night, and the first c-section confirmed that things were as I remembered. There were frustrations! The mother moving more than the baby during the operation. The limitations of donated supplies: gloves far too small that rip when you try to put them on, and suture with a needle too small to easily close the uterine incision. There was the joy! The happy hardworking operating room team basking in the joy of a mom and baby who would go home from the hospital healthy instead of dead. We were all able to get at least an hour of sleep before returning for the new day’s work.

 
             
  Good news: We have enough funds for the first year of Dr Kamwana’s training in South Africa to become a pediatrician. We have no pediatricians serving the one million people in the northern region. Bad news: No other doctor has been recruited. So, I will be the only long-term doctor for this hospital and its health centers, which serve about 100,000 people. The hardest readjustment is not being overwhelmed by the sorrow: rounding on children’s ward full of little ones suffering from malnutrition, malaria, pneumonia, gastroenteritis with dehydration, and/or AIDS; condoling friends who have lost loved ones while I was away; supporting friends who have joined the patients with AIDS. The need continues, as does the service. Thank you for your part in making this beautiful work possible, including my gratitude for the funds, so we can buy supplies.   Photograph of a naked child standing in a white washtub getting a bath from an adult.
A malnourished patient getting a bath.
 
             
 

Lots of challenges and frustrations, yet they seem small when compared to what so many throughout Asia are facing. Through the few folks here with televisions and the many with radios, everyone is aware of the devastation caused by the tsunami. There have been periods of silence followed by fervent prayers in the churches to be with those who mourn the 150,000+ dead who need hope to not despair and rebuild. Certainly clear that when one part of the body suffers the whole body suffers.

Good to be joined with you through prayer and letters.

Love,

Martha

The 2005 Mission Yearbook for Prayer & Study, p.337

 
             
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