First off I just need to say none of this is from Mercy Ships but of me.
To all my friends and family I have to say I miss you loads.
To live on a ship is to feel the swell and shift of the ship, to hear the roar of the engines, and to have black black cabins. To live on the African Mercy we learn the meaning of little personal space, lots of love, and prayer for those we have never seen. This past week we prayed for two babies. Unfortunatly they both went home to God. I don't know the reason for this and I'm not going to pretend to know but needless to say there was more than a few teary eyed crew members on board the ship.
I'm finding it hard to say exactly what a day for me contains. Last week I had the morning shif, which is to say I woke up, took a shower, then went to work. We worked till two then got off. I sometimes get a chai tea, other times I watch movies with friends or whatever else is randomly set up for the day. Like in real life there is not an itenery to say exactly what each person will do every day. This is, after all, many people's lives.
Right now I am sitting at reception on night duty. If your wondering if its exciting, not really. The beginning was because I got the pleasure of doing the paperwork of all the new crew members who joined today. After my night shift is over I will likely go to bed, so it feels like my life is flipped over on this shift.