Hey everybody!
We've been back in the US for a couple months now and had a little time to figure things out again, so here is our latest update. We are now at a home we will use for the rest of our time in the US before we return to Nigeria and traveling about the state and the country sharing about what God is doing in Nigeria.
You can check out our latest newsletter here: http://eepurl.com/1lBkz
We'd love to see as many of you as possible! Let us know if you are coming to the Grand Haven area, or perhaps we will be able to catch you on our next loop through your neck of the woods! (Our upcoming schedule is listed in the newsletter)
To God be the glory!
Delivering Health and Hope
Friday, August 22, 2014
Sunday, May 25, 2014
Shephard Family Home Assignment FAQs
What is Home Assignment?
Home assignment is the time when missionaries are required
to come back to their passport countries to report to their supporters and
churches, raise support for the next term, and reconnect with friends and
family they have not seen in several years.
Home assignment has been known as deputation or furlough in the past. These
terms have been largely abandoned, probably to acknowledge that home assignment is more
than just fund raising and is not equivalent to vacation.
When are you coming back to the US?
We will be returning to Michigan on the 29th of
May.
How long will you be in the States?
We will be on home assignment for one year, then anticipate
returning to Jos.
Is this a vacation?
No, it is not a vacation, as we still have tons to do. But
it is a change of pace for us and an
opportunity to step out of the constant stresses of living in a culture that is
not your own plus that of living in a semi-volatile environment. By being in our “home” environment it is hoped
that even while we are working, we will feel less stress than life in a foreign
land and be able to reenergize for our return to Africa.
What will you be doing?
As missionaries, home assignment is a time of reporting on
the past term to our supporting churches and families, raising support for the
next term, speaking to groups and churches to help people engage in the global
Kingdom, and recruiting more people to come work in the exciting field of missions!
In addition, since Steven is a missionary doctor he also has
things that need to be done to maintain his credentials and education. For the next year he will be working in a hospital so he can
stay grounded in American-style medicine.
He also will need to attend several conferences to attain necessary
continuing medical education credits and further his training.
On a more personal level, we will be taking advantage of
being in the same country as families and friends we have not seen in the past
three years, enjoying opportunities to spend time together. We will also be
trying to catch our breath after a very busy term in Jos.
What about the kids’ schooling?
The boys will attend school in Michigan for the 2014-2015
school year. Their school in Jos uses an
American curriculum, which will allow them to shift to the US for one year then
back to Jos without missing a step.
Should we keep sending support to SIM for you while you are in the US?
Please do! It is easy to
think that since we are not in Africa, we no longer need support, but our time
in the US is to allow us to continue and improve our ministry efforts in
Jos. If our support stops while we are
in the US, we have to rebuild it again before we can return to Nigeria.
Do you need things for home assignment? What do you need?
When we moved in 2011 we sold most of what we had, and took
most of the remainder with us to Africa.
So for the year we are back in the US, we don’t yet have what we need to
address daily life.
Immediate needs we recognize are for furniture (chairs/sofa,
beds for kids, lights, etc), pots and pans and other kitchen implements, school
things for the kids (bags, pencils, etc), bedding, towels, … basically
everything that makes a house livable!
If you are looking for what you can do but aren’t sure, we
could definitely use gift cards so we can buy what we are missing. Gift cards
to Target would be particularly helpful.
Can we see you?
We would love to see you!
We are thankful that our home assignment is long enough that we should
be able to visit most areas where we have supporters at least once, if not
several times.
When are you coming to my area?
We do not yet have a complete schedule for where we will be
and when, but we will make known publicly where we will be and hope we can
connect with as many of you as possible!
Where will you live?
The job Steven has lined up is in Grand Haven, MI, so this
will be our home base for the next year.
From this base we will be making trips in many directions to visit
churches and supporters around Michigan and the US.
What about your support level?
We thank God that for the major portion of our term, we were
consistently near 100% supported!
Unfortunately, for various reasons our support is now well under and
needs to be raised back to 100% for us to return to Nigeria.
If you are presently supporting this ministry financially,
we will be asking you to consider continuing your commitment for the next
term. If you are not yet, now is a great
time to start! We will be meeting with
many to recruit new partners.
Would you consider hosting an event at your house so we
could share with others who may be interested in investing in this Kingdom
work? That would be wonderful! Let us know!
Sunday, November 17, 2013
What is VVF? (and other FAQs)
What is VVF?
VVF stands for VesicoVaginal Fistula, a term given to a hole
(called a fistula in medical lingo) between the bladder and the vagina. This hole results in perpetual, uncontrollable
leakage of urine.
VVF is the most destructive and devastating of all obstetric
injuries. Most commonly, it is caused by
prolonged, obstructed labor, meaning the baby’s head is stuck in mom’s pelvis for a prolonged period of time, being shoved against the mother’s pelvic bones with each contraction. The baby’s head compresses the soft tissues of the mother’s pelvis against her pubic bone which results in a lack of blood flow to the structures being compressed. This causes the cells to begin to die, and as these tissues die and fall off, a resulting hole (fistula) occurs, allowing urine to flow directly out of the bladder into the vagina.
Frequently this obstruction lasts multiple days and most
cases result in the baby dying before it is ever born. Shockingly, only 7% of VVF patients give
birth to a live child. In some cases the
mother, too, will die.
The way to prevent this is to deliver the baby through
c-section before tissues begin to die.
But when adequate obstetric care is not readily available or accessible to the
mother, VVF can occur. This is why most people in Western countries have never
even heard of VVF. Improved obstetric care and the use of
c-sections in the late 19th and early 20th centuries
essentially eliminated obstetric VVF in the United States, since mothers with
problems in labor are able to receive appropriate obstetric care easily and
quickly.
What is RVF?
Rectovaginal fistula (RVF) is where the tissues between the
vagina and rectum are compressed by the baby’s head pushing against the sacrum,
resulting in death of these cells. This
results in a hole very similar to VVF, except it involves the rectum so these
women constantly leak feces. RVF may
occur on its own, but many are associated with accompanying VVF.
How many women have obstetric fistulas?
While no exact statistics exist for how many women suffer from fistula caused by obstructed labor, it has been estimated that 2-3.5 million women currently suffer from VVF. Huge numbers of these women continue to suffer from this heartbreaking, treatable disease because they are too poor to afford surgery to repair it at fee-for-service centers, and are unaware that any centers such as ours exist to offer treatment at no cost to the patient.
Worse still, this number continues to grow! Each year an estimated 50,000 - 130,000 women develop obstetric fistulas. Counting all international capabilities to treat VVF, it is estimated that worldwide just 14,000 fistulas can be repaired each year - only a small fraction of the number of new cases annually! There is an obvious need for treating many more women.
Worse still, this number continues to grow! Each year an estimated 50,000 - 130,000 women develop obstetric fistulas. Counting all international capabilities to treat VVF, it is estimated that worldwide just 14,000 fistulas can be repaired each year - only a small fraction of the number of new cases annually! There is an obvious need for treating many more women.
How are fistulas treated?
Most fistulas require surgical treatment, though a small
number can be treated with simply prolonged bladder catheterization.
How successful is the treatment?
The great majority of fistulas can be cured! Only a small number face problems and
destruction so complex and complete that they cannot be fully cured.
Are there other medical problems that VVF patients also
face?
In many cases, nerve damage in the pelvis also occurs,
resulting in a partial or complete paralysis of one or both legs.
What happens to VVF women within their communities?
Thankfully, education about VVF and awareness that it is treatable has improved support of this problem by
family and community members. However in many cases, due to the stench of rotting flesh, constant wetness and stink of urine, perceived lack of value to society, and infertility, these unfortunate women are abandoned or ostracized by their families and friends. It is not unusual for a man to leave his wife after she develops VVF, or for the woman to become an outcast in her community. Some arrive at our treatment center owning only the clothes they are wearing, which rapidly deteriorate due to constantly being soaked in urine (a potent ammonia-based compound)
family and community members. However in many cases, due to the stench of rotting flesh, constant wetness and stink of urine, perceived lack of value to society, and infertility, these unfortunate women are abandoned or ostracized by their families and friends. It is not unusual for a man to leave his wife after she develops VVF, or for the woman to become an outcast in her community. Some arrive at our treatment center owning only the clothes they are wearing, which rapidly deteriorate due to constantly being soaked in urine (a potent ammonia-based compound)
What about the patients who cannot be cured through surgery?
Certain
irreparable patients who meet set requirements and undergo extensive testing
and counseling are offered a procedure where the ureters (the tubes draining
the kidneys into the bladder) are moved and reimplanted into a pouch made in
the sigmoid colon, such that urine and feces both come through the rectum and
are controlled by the anal sphincter. Though
drastic, this procedure can eliminate their urinary leakage permanently, and
renews the freedom of these patients. Currently, our hospital is one of very few places offer this procedure.
How much does it cost for a woman with VVF to be cured?
The average VVF surgery costs around $450 (US dollars)
Why are there so many VVFs?
Less than 60% of women in developing countries give birth
with any trained professional assisting (doctor or midwife). When complications arise, as they do in
15-20% of all births anyway, no one is around to help the woman, leading to
horrible complications such as fistula, or even death.
The root causes of fistula are poverty and the low status of
women. The poorest women are the most likely to have obstetric complications
and the least likely to deliver in a hospital.
They also are less capable to receive assistance when problems arise,
less likely to get treatment should a fistula develop, and less likely to even
know that treatment exists. Additionally, in many cases men control all
finances and consider pregnancy or its complications unworthy of “their” money,
and may even view their wives as expendable resources. Without addressing underlying poverty and the
inequalities and abuse of women, the situation will not likely improve.
Can VVF/RVF be caused by anything else?
Yes. A small number
of cases we see are caused by traumatic rape, genital cutting, or “treatments”
by traditional healers. Over the recent
years, there has also been a steady increase in surgically induced fistulas,
primarily through surgeries performed by untrained or undertrained individuals
in outlying areas.
How much does it cost to treat VVF?
If you stayed only one night in a hospital in the US, with
no treatments being offered, you may find a bill of about $1500, however the
average fistula patient can be cured with only $450.
For only $450 US dollars, a woman can be seen and evaluated
in our clinic plus receive surgery, postoperative care and physical
rehabilitation.
What can I do to help?
One way is to donate to the Evangel VVF Center in Jos,
Nigeria, where we are currently working.
By mail: Make a check out to “SIM USA” and put “Project
96209” in the memo line, then send it to: SIM USA, PO BOX 7900, Charlotte, NC
28241
Online: Go to www.sim.org/giveusa
and click on Support a Project, then enter our project ID number (96209) and
click find. Click give, and enter the amount in US dollars you wish to contribute, then go to
checkout. The next pages are to enter your contact and secure payment info.
If you can, send us an email letting us know about your
donation and we’ll keep an eye out for it! Thank you for changing lives in Nigeria!!
All contributions are
tax-deductible within the US.
Tuesday, October 8, 2013
Confessions of a Bad Missionary
I’ll admit it. I’m
not a great missionary.
In fact, I might
be a bad missionary.
(I don’t want to speak for my wife, who may be among the
best missionaries ever, though I suspect she’d laugh at this suggestion)
When I read the stories of awe-inspiring missionaries like
Hudson Taylor, William Carey, Jim Elliot, Nate Saint, and even one of the
founders of SIM, Rowland Bingham, I am struck by their staunch faith, their authoritative
power over the demonic, their consistent lives of evangelism, and their
ceaseless intercession for those they were serving. This is of course not to mention that they
also were overcoming huge distances from home and family, disparaging
loneliness, no internet or Facebook to stay connected, no electricity or water
sources, perpetual threats of life and limb, and the plagues of diseases such
as malaria and typhoid before treatments had been discovered.
Okay, so you may say it isn’t a fair comparison to line
yourself up against the “greats,” but let me take you back to one night a
couple weeks ago…
It was 3:00 in the morning.
I had been lying on the floor of the bathroom for the past hour because
it seemed too painful to try to get up and back to bed. For the prior 24 hours I had been cycling
between freezing cold and blazing hot.
Between the two extremes I would just lay still yet my body shook on its
own as if having a seizure. Every bone
and muscle in my body felt bruised.
Curled up in the fetal position on my tile floor that night I was hit by
a sudden feeling. No, more like a compulsion.
“I just want to go home,” my mind whimpered. I closed my eyes in defeat.
The next morning I was talking with my beautiful, strong,
supportive wife about the prior night and the confession of my unconscious
psyche. “YES!” she shouted, complete
with fist pump. I was dumbfounded, and a
little offended. She continued, “It took
you two and a half years, but now you finally said it too! Look at you!
You’re human!”
I can’t say I was particularly encouraged by her
enthusiastic response, but I couldn’t help but laugh. And once again, my wife was right. (maybe I
shouldn’t admit that in writing)
There is a problem in contemporary missions, and it’s
twofold. First, we in the West have
created a system that places missionaries into the stratum of Christian
superheroes. Forget pastors being one
step below God, we’ve all watched pastors fail publically and fail big. They must be mere humans. But missionaries! Now they are people just short of godly
perfection! Partly that interpretation
comes about from the same problem I have in comparing myself to books of
missionary heroes. You can’t compare a
partial story, just the best and most interesting parts of their lives and
ministries, to your entire story, blemishes and failures and all the unpolished
pieces of your life. And what does the
average American Christian hear from missionaries? It is the story of an entire tribe coming to
Christ after seeing the Jesus video, the snapshot of a dirty young boy getting
a drink from the new well someone dug in their village and the caption of “173
people heard the Gospel because of this project.” When monthly or quarterly newsletters come
out from missionaries, they rarely highlight an episode of lying on the floor
through the night trying not to puke their liver out.
The second part of this misinformation about missionaries is
somewhat related. Western sending
churches want Western-style reports that will pump up the investors. They want to hear good news. They want to
hear about lives being changed with specific numbers of how many were converted,
but preferably in 200 words or less.
Admittedly, this perceived pressure on missionaries to meet expectations
of miraculous results with every newsletter comes partially from the missionaries
themselves; afraid that support will stop if reports are not rosy (unfortunately
this happens). But look through books or
articles on how to write missionary newsletters and you’ll be hard pressed to
find much other than how to encourage your readers and sustain their
support. Want more evidence? Read actual
missionary newsletters and you’ll see it yourself. Even when there is little of excitement to
report, missionaries can find ways to word the mundane and elongate the
smallest good news to create a paper pep rally for missions.
But I’m going to step out of the shadows for a moment [at
the risk of losing supporters]. Being a
missionary does not make you a rock star.
In fact, we’ve found that being a missionary is a surefire way to bring
hurt, heartache, and challenges.
Becoming a missionary doesn’t make you automatically nearly
God-like. Rather, we see that it
regularly (and sometimes painfully) points out failures, shortcomings, and
areas of sin lodged in our lives. Living
as a missionary does not mean that as you walk through the market everyday
people will fall at your feet in repentance, begging to know the way to
salvation. We find that getting
opportunities to fully and powerfully share the Gospel take hard work and a
long time – and seeing lives change at these invitations really has nothing to
do with us and everything to do with God!
Now let me change directions before you call our sending
agency to yank us out of Nigeria. We are
not missionary superstars. We know that
and we accept that. We are weak. We still have a sin nature and issues that God
is patiently working out in us. We get
sick. We are sometimes discouraged and
feel like we should just go home. We
sometimes share the Gospel and are met with rejection or apathy. And not every patient I treat at the hospital
lives to go home.
BUT – We serve a God who uses imperfect people to work out
his perfect will [consider Jonah or David].
We have a God who prefers we recognize our weakness and limitations so
we depend fully on him alone. We serve a
God who hears our prayers for patients in the hospital and has, more times than
we can count, worked miracles saving people who by all medical logic should
have died. We have a God who is alive
and at work in Nigeria and who, for his own glory, chooses to use us as he
changes hearts and lives, drawing many to Himself.
The day following my bathroom meltdown I was thinking back
on my response and asked God if that was the true condition of my heart and
should I really be packing up. He said
no, and reminded me of one of my favorite verses, 1 Corinthians 12:9 “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power
is made perfect in weakness.”
I may never be a Hudson Taylor or a Rowland Bingham, and I
may never make it as a Christian superhero.
Only God knows that. But I thank
God that he continues to work in our lives and in the lives of those around
us. I’m no Paul, but even he admitted, “Not that I have already obtained all this,
or have already been made perfect, but I press on to take hold of that for
which Christ Jesus took hold of me. Brothers, I do not consider myself yet to
have taken hold of it. But one thing I do: Forgetting what is ahead, I press on
toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in
Christ Jesus.” (Philippians 3:12-14)
Knocking at the Door
Earlier this week,
a man came knocking at the door of the nurses' office in the VVF ward. Though he is from a tribe that is historically entirely Mslm, and has
been a Mslm all his life, he said he wanted to know how to become a Christian.
"I'm not happy with my religion and the things going on inside
it," he told the nurse, "I want to know how to be a Christian, and I
want to know the Bible."
This man's daughter
is one of our patients in the VVF ward. She had suffered a significant
trauma during her last childbirth that resulted in perpetually leaking urine
ever since. Two weeks ago she underwent surgery to repair her
fistula and will likely be in our care for at least another 1.5
weeks.
Our nurse - a
young, compassionate woman, fully committed to following Christ herself - took
the time to explain how Jesus died for our sins and how by asking him to
take the penalty for our us, he will forgive us and give us eternal life.
Though this nurse is limited in her Hausa, one of our ward attendants is
fluent in both English and Hausa, and aided with the translation and in leading
this man as he repented of his sins and asked Jesus to save him. Since
that time, he has not left our ward, wanting to know more about this man Jesus
and of the Bible.
Today (Sunday) our
attendant took him with her to the hospital's chapel service and to meet the
pastor. After the service they arranged a time for him to meet one on one with
the pastor tomorrow to talk further. We
plan to help connect him with evangelists and disciplers from his own tribe.
Though in many
instances, persons from Mslm backgrounds can face significant persecution
and risk of death if they become Christians, this man says he is pretty sure
his fellow villagemen will be okay with his conversion. This perhaps may
be due to a rather rapid spread of the Gospel in the past couple years among
people of his tribe around Nigeria. What he wants, however, is to know as much
as he can about Jesus and what the Bible teaches so that he can share it with
the others back home. Even though he cannot read in any language, he
desperately wants a Bible of his own, and one for each of his children to be
reading.
How cool is that?
This man LITERALLY came knocking on our door wanting to know how to become a
Christ follower! Praise God for the work he has done in this man's heart and
his desire to share his new-found freedom with others!
Please pray for
this man, his evangelistic efforts among his people, and for a reinvigorated
desire among our VVF staff to be prepared to share the Gospel at any moment
with our patients and their families. Lives are truly being saved at our
hospital, and they aren’t necessarily even the patients!
“Here I am! I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears my voice and opens the door,
I will come in and eat with him, and he with me.” (Revelation 3:20)
October Newsletter
Hey guys!
Just in case you are not already getting our newsletters by email, we continue as before to post them on this site under the Newsletters tab. You can find our most recent update here. If you aren't finding it immediately, it should be up and running within the next hour.
Thanks!
Just in case you are not already getting our newsletters by email, we continue as before to post them on this site under the Newsletters tab. You can find our most recent update here. If you aren't finding it immediately, it should be up and running within the next hour.
Thanks!
Sunday, August 18, 2013
Finding Freedom
At first glance, Mercy* looks like a typical 12 year old girl. She's tall and thin, with long, skinny arms and legs, obviously the product of a recent growth spurt. She smiles when you look at her, and politely greets you, as any good Nigerian girl would do.
But tucked beneath her clothes, she hides a secret. Everyday, all day long, feces slowly leaks uncontrollably from her vagina. She intentionally wears her skirts and dresses a bit baggy, so as to better pad herself and to try to hide the problem. But everyone knows. You need not get too close before you'd identify the telltale odor emanating from her young body. In fact, everyone in her village knows that Mercy can't control her feces, a problem that places her outside the communal society in which she lives. Although she has been able to attend school, that doesn't keep her from being the odd one out, never quite able to integrate with her peers. There is no end in sight and no relief; her mother has taken her to clinic after clinic with no one able to help.
In July, Mercy and her mother made the long trip from their village two states away to come to our VVF hospital, hoping against hope that maybe this time someone could help. After a brief exam we gave them news they've never heard before - that her problem can likely be fixed! She was scheduled for surgery, which I performed last week. Under anesthesia I traced the fistula, about the width of a pinky finger and a little over an inch in length, and set to work. After a 30 minute operation, the fistulous tract and its openings were closed and repaired back to their normal state.
This morning as I was rounding in the VVF ward, in the background I could hear a small voice quietly singing. I thought nothing of it until I came to the last bed, Mercy's. It was the joyful song of a tiny voice who had returned to childhood. "Any problems?" I asked. "No," came the reply. "Are you leaking?" The only response was a smile that stretched across the room, acknowledging her new freedom. Freedom from leaking feces. Freedom from smelling like an outhouse. Freedom from always being the outsider. Freedom to be a little girl again.
Mercy is free now. I discharged her from the ward and scheduled her for our weekly "Freedom Ceremony" where on clinic days we recognize women (and sometimes girls) who are now free from leaking urine or feces. Her treatment came free too, as a result of external grants funding our care to these suffering females. But she has paid a price. She has suffered with a debilitating problem since an age before the limits of her memory. A problem that led to ostracism and mocking and condemnation from adults and peers alike. And all of this as a result of being raped while she was only an infant.
Please be praying for Mercy. As she completes her physical healing may God continue His spiritual and emotional healing. As she returns to her community and school, may she be able to forgive those who wronged her, and through her graceful response, may they come to repentance. Pray also that her experience will enable her to be a support, encouragement, and champion for women and children suffering as she has, and that through this, she may lead them to the True Healer, Jesus Christ.
"If the Son sets you free, you will be free indeed" -Mark 8:36
*not her real name
But tucked beneath her clothes, she hides a secret. Everyday, all day long, feces slowly leaks uncontrollably from her vagina. She intentionally wears her skirts and dresses a bit baggy, so as to better pad herself and to try to hide the problem. But everyone knows. You need not get too close before you'd identify the telltale odor emanating from her young body. In fact, everyone in her village knows that Mercy can't control her feces, a problem that places her outside the communal society in which she lives. Although she has been able to attend school, that doesn't keep her from being the odd one out, never quite able to integrate with her peers. There is no end in sight and no relief; her mother has taken her to clinic after clinic with no one able to help.
In July, Mercy and her mother made the long trip from their village two states away to come to our VVF hospital, hoping against hope that maybe this time someone could help. After a brief exam we gave them news they've never heard before - that her problem can likely be fixed! She was scheduled for surgery, which I performed last week. Under anesthesia I traced the fistula, about the width of a pinky finger and a little over an inch in length, and set to work. After a 30 minute operation, the fistulous tract and its openings were closed and repaired back to their normal state.
This morning as I was rounding in the VVF ward, in the background I could hear a small voice quietly singing. I thought nothing of it until I came to the last bed, Mercy's. It was the joyful song of a tiny voice who had returned to childhood. "Any problems?" I asked. "No," came the reply. "Are you leaking?" The only response was a smile that stretched across the room, acknowledging her new freedom. Freedom from leaking feces. Freedom from smelling like an outhouse. Freedom from always being the outsider. Freedom to be a little girl again.
Mercy is free now. I discharged her from the ward and scheduled her for our weekly "Freedom Ceremony" where on clinic days we recognize women (and sometimes girls) who are now free from leaking urine or feces. Her treatment came free too, as a result of external grants funding our care to these suffering females. But she has paid a price. She has suffered with a debilitating problem since an age before the limits of her memory. A problem that led to ostracism and mocking and condemnation from adults and peers alike. And all of this as a result of being raped while she was only an infant.
Please be praying for Mercy. As she completes her physical healing may God continue His spiritual and emotional healing. As she returns to her community and school, may she be able to forgive those who wronged her, and through her graceful response, may they come to repentance. Pray also that her experience will enable her to be a support, encouragement, and champion for women and children suffering as she has, and that through this, she may lead them to the True Healer, Jesus Christ.
"If the Son sets you free, you will be free indeed" -Mark 8:36
*not her real name
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