As we sailed away from Benin, I realized that writing on the blog has now become something of a need more than a desire. Sorry to anyone checking for updates that I have been so horrible with writing the last few months. I know I say it so often, but time has seemed to fly past since school started back up again. I now need to share some of the many things that have happened this year, both with Marcel and I and with Mercy Ships and patients, as soon we will have stories of different countries and friends.
Standing on the deck and watching the dock slowly slide away, it was one of those moments that is both exciting and sad. When looking through some stories and pictures tonight, I found a poem that a patient from Ghana had written about the Africa Mercy leaving Benin. Hope you enjoy. More stories to follow!
Standing on the deck and watching the dock slowly slide away, it was one of those moments that is both exciting and sad. When looking through some stories and pictures tonight, I found a poem that a patient from Ghana had written about the Africa Mercy leaving Benin. Hope you enjoy. More stories to follow!
FARE WELL MY GREAT WHITE WHALE.
Alas the center’s candle is blown out
Soon the signs that points to the Port are broken
The paths that leads to the shore is blocked
They that make their wage in convoy to Novou are stilled and stopped
The days of the white whale’s rest are o’er
The time of your docking is spent
The season of your breeding is halted
Your coming, to some was heaven sent
To others it was a wish granted
But too soon it is to those who knows your worth and work
So sudden it is to those who wish in you to be healed
Soon the mouth that feeds from you will sing your fare well song
The hand that lend you help will wave you on
The soul that depended on you will wish you back
And the heart that stayed with you, only on your memories will stay and feed
But you, like any farer of the deep, your voyage must continue
Your search for souls to cut and heal lingers on
For many more awaits your coming
Many shores awaits the day of your rest
But now it’s time bid you fare well
It’s time to sing your departing song
It’s yet another time for your sons and daughters to go home
Some, never to be seen again
Some, never to walk the shores of the black pearls
Yet to others, a time to rest and regroup
All the souls you touched and healed
All the souls you cut and mend
Stands along the Novou shores
Visible and invisible
To wave and wish you well
In the still small voice of the shore wave
Hear their voices rise saying THANK YOU
For your time and toil
For your care and cause
For your mind and money
But most of all, for being a tool in the father’s hands
Through which He showed His love and care
To a world so lost and dark
Without love or hope
We those you touched and healed are eternally grateful
Thank you and fare thee well my great white whale.
From: Prince Eddie Daniels
To : The Mercy Ships
Alas the center’s candle is blown out
Soon the signs that points to the Port are broken
The paths that leads to the shore is blocked
They that make their wage in convoy to Novou are stilled and stopped
The days of the white whale’s rest are o’er
The time of your docking is spent
The season of your breeding is halted
Your coming, to some was heaven sent
To others it was a wish granted
But too soon it is to those who knows your worth and work
So sudden it is to those who wish in you to be healed
Soon the mouth that feeds from you will sing your fare well song
The hand that lend you help will wave you on
The soul that depended on you will wish you back
And the heart that stayed with you, only on your memories will stay and feed
But you, like any farer of the deep, your voyage must continue
Your search for souls to cut and heal lingers on
For many more awaits your coming
Many shores awaits the day of your rest
But now it’s time bid you fare well
It’s time to sing your departing song
It’s yet another time for your sons and daughters to go home
Some, never to be seen again
Some, never to walk the shores of the black pearls
Yet to others, a time to rest and regroup
All the souls you touched and healed
All the souls you cut and mend
Stands along the Novou shores
Visible and invisible
To wave and wish you well
In the still small voice of the shore wave
Hear their voices rise saying THANK YOU
For your time and toil
For your care and cause
For your mind and money
But most of all, for being a tool in the father’s hands
Through which He showed His love and care
To a world so lost and dark
Without love or hope
We those you touched and healed are eternally grateful
Thank you and fare thee well my great white whale.
From: Prince Eddie Daniels
To : The Mercy Ships
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