When the Murdocks invited to come live and work with them in Benin this summer I was THRILLED. I love Africa – a love that many of my friends would probably say borders on obsession. Its impossible to try to sum up my experience here, so I want to try to share what, to me, was the most important part. And to thank the Murdock family for opening their home to me and for teaching me something of the heart of God.
After my arrival here, Matt, in his usual Wyomingish straightforward way, asked me what God was doing in my life this summer. I answered that two years at a university I find extremely frustrating (though I’m blessed with some incredible friends there) had left my heart pretty empty of love for those around me. I needed God to instill His love in me. I was thrilled to be back in Africa, where it seemed to me that everyone was easy to love all the time. This was not quite how things worked out – I’ve continued to see how challenging love can be, but I’ve also gotten to spend the summer watching love of Christ pour through this incredible family.
While still at the compound in Tanguieta, I lived in the guesthouse. Usually by the time I got over to the house, a few minutes after seven, I had been beaten to the door by people needing something – a band aid, food, money, water, medical advice, work advice, answers to problems, the need to make a phone call. This always continued through breakfast. The same thing could be counted on to happen at dinner. Much to my surprise, the Matt and Sarah’s sacrifice of time, money, peace and quiet often seemed to be thankless. I’ve watched them tirelessly serve and bless both the locals and the other missionaries here. Actually, let me rephrase that – not tirelessly, but in spite of tiredness! I’ve spent the summer witnessing love that certainly springs from a deeper source.
As the summer went on the Murdocks went out of their way to give me the full Africa experience. About halfway through my time here, we moved out to the farm. My grandparents have been reading these blogs horrified – trouble with electricity, no running water, scorpions, snakes, bats flying around the house, and for some reason, a whole lot of throwing up. Believe it or not, we’ve had the best time! With no one complaining about any of these small inconveniences (not even the kids), it’s hard to have a bad attitude about any of it. Its kept life spicy, and kept me laughing. And even as the little conveniences decreased in number, the awareness of how blessed we are to have a good home, beds, mosquito nets, and occasionally chocolate cupcakes was increasing. In fact I still don’t miss hot showers and flushable toilets, and I can now kill and bury a scorpion without fear (which is pretty baller if you ask me). And still, out in the middle of the bush, people continue to show up at their door in need – with needing a car pulled out of the mud as a frequent addition to the list. I could give countless examples of their sacrifice, their grace for those around them, and most importantly, the love that is so evident in their ministry.
During my stay in Benin I had the chance to read one of Amy Carmicheal’s book, Gold Cord. The last paragraph of the book captures what I think this family seems to understand so well, the example that was before me all summer. “We have told our story badly if we have not shown a loveable people; but were they not so, were they cold, indifferent, hard…what would it matter? The tender love of God desires them all. His Son, our Savior, died for them all. How much do we care that He did? Lord, teach us to care. Give it to us to love, as Thou dost love all the nations of the earth. Give it to us to give as Thou didst give, holding nothing back.”
have loved is all the flowers that are in bloom. Thought we would share some of them with you.