| The Reverend Dr. Mary Ludvigsen was our pastor at the First
Presbyterian Church of Monticello, Illinois. She died last summer at the age of 55, having
lost her battle with cancer. As a woman in a nontraditional role, she led the church with
understanding and love, personified the churchs mission and unified the
congregation. She will be missed. Prior to my leaving for Malawi, a woman in the church donated money for a well in Pastor Marys name as a memorial. My impression was that there could be some sort of recognition of memorials on the wells themselves and I would be able to bring back to the congregation a personal account of Pastor Marys well. My impression was false. It is important for the villagers to know and understand that the wells belong to them, that although donations come from Christians in America, the well is truly theirs. The only writing on the well states To the Glory of God in English and the local language. As I left for Malawi my wife Gay asked how I would identify Pastor Marys well. My response was that this was a spiritual trip and I was confident that I would know at the time, which well was hers. |
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A little background. The social order in the northern part of Malawi where I
was sent is patriarchal. Men are in position of leadership and responsibility. Women take
care of the home and children. When a well is installed, it is the men that gather around
the well and assist with the installation of the pipes and pump. Women gather a short
distance away. Upon completion of the installation, there is a dedication ceremony. A
leader of the village offers a prayer thanking God for the clean water. Following the
prayer I speak about the well as a gift from Christians in America and that their donation
was made to the glory of God. I go on to ask the villagers to think of the love of Christ
when they draw water from the well and share that love with others. This is followed with
comments by a village leader or the chairman of the well committee. They would thank me
and acknowledge the contribution from the U.S. They would go on to state what the well
meant to the health and life of the village.
During the first four days of installations, the village leaders were exclusively men. On
the fifth day in the field we came to a well and were greeted by a woman and her six
children, alone at the well site. The men of the village were away in the fields. After
the pump was installed, it was the woman who gave the prayer and spoke about how the well
was such a tremendous gift and that she would no longer have to worry about her children
becoming sick because of the water. Her speech was so moving that I thought to myself,
this must be Pastor Marys well. After a few photographs of the woman and her family
I was comfortable that I had assisted with installing Pastor Marys well.
A couple of days later, on Sunday, we were given the choice of working or taking the day
off. We felt that we could praise God best by serving his people. It would be better that
we were putting in wells than sitting in church.
Late in the day we completed a well where there was a fairly large number of villagers
celebrating around the site, singing and dancing. At the dedication the men of the village
asked an older woman to lead the prayer. Everyone knelt as she thanked God for the
blessing that had been bestowed on this village. The speech following the prayer was given
by the well chairman, also a woman. As I took a picture of the women pumping water from
their new well I thought of the strong women of this village in nontraditional positions
and asked myself was perhaps this Pastor Marys well.
The shallow well project is being implemented in seven regions of northern
Malawi. Each region is assigned a field officer who has the responsibility to identify
well sites, work with the villagers, and ensure the installation of the pump. These field
officers work with builders who are responsible for the actual digging and building of the
well structure. The first week we worked exclusively with men.
On our ninth day we stopped to pick up the builders that would lead us to the next well
and perform the pump installation. Among the builders was a woman. When I asked, I was
informed that she was a trainee, learning how to build and maintain a well. This was the
first woman I had met that actually was involved in the construction of a well. When we
arrived at the well site she jumped out of the back of the truck and grabbed a pipe wrench
and led the team to the well. I stood there watching her assist with the installation, saw
the joy on her
face, and her personal satisfaction as she tested the pump and clear water came flowing
from the well. Maybe this was Pastor Marys well.
Later in the day we came upon a beautiful well, which had perfect cement work. The cement
was smooth; the dimensions of the structure and apron were also perfect. I inquired about
the builder and was told that her name was Elizabeth. It was an interesting coincidence;
my mothers name is also Elizabeth. Once again, I thought to myself, another woman in
a nontraditional job, could this be Pastor Marys well?
At the end of the second week we had just finished installing a well and had returned to
the truck. A frail old woman came up to me and in her outstretched hands were two small
eggs. In Chechewa she said this was her personal gift for the gift of life, water. I
thanked her recognizing how precious a gift this was. I took off my cap and placed the
eggs inside, thanking her over and over, yewo, yewo, yewo chameni. Was this the sign? Was
this Pastor Marys well?
As we drove away I looked at the two eggs sitting in my cap on the dashboard and I
realized that this WAS indeed Pastor Marys well
.
..but
so were the others. All the wells that had strong women taking care of their families,
providing leadership to their villages, working in nontraditional jobs, sharing the love
of Christ
..that is where I found the spirit of Pastor Mary.
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