I can't help but repeat good stories.... This is one of them:
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| Mike Shiffler and people of Nepal |
Michael Shiffler used to play football as a running back
for Brigham Young University. A native of California, he graduated in Zoology
and Russian, (after serving a mission for The Church of Jesus Christ of
Latter-day Saints in Russia) set out in life to do some good. Little did he realize how much good it would
be. Now eighteen years later he finds himself a volunteer in Nepal, helping the
people recover from an earthquake which hit on April 25th, 2015.
Volunteering with the Salvation Army and using his own non-profit organization,
Red Lightening
to help the people of Nepal with medical attention and food, he has
accomplished some amazing feats.
Documenting all they have done, Shiffler tells the story
of a people now mostly without shelter and food trying to recover from not only
one earthquake but two and several aftershocks.
May 4, 2015
“Made it back to Kathmandu tonight. We
walked like crazy, assessed and GPS tagged 8 villages, with about 2500-3000
people. Found a handful of people among them who needed medical attention and
luckily had just the right contacts to get 2 of them evacuated by helicopter.
It was an epic adventure in service. I've never done anything like it and feel
a little surprised the plan actually worked and we are all in one piece
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| Man and wife digging in the destroyed house |
The vast majority of the homes we saw
in these mountains were either completely destroyed or damaged to the point of
being unsafe to live in. The problem is compounded by the fact that a series of
landslides have cut off all road access, so the only way in is walking. One
village we walked to would take nearly 8 hours from the starting point. The
situation is even more worrisome in that while many have huge amounts of crops, those crops won't be ready for
another 2-3 months, which means anything they want to eat they have to either
already have or carry in. In this picture, a man and his wife dig through the
ruins of their destroyed home looking for their food. The situation in these
mountain villages presents some exceptional challenges, and we look forward to
figuring it all out together. So thankful for all
the thoughts, prayers and support.”
May 8, 2015
“Occasionally there is a maze of
paperwork (which I hate doing) that has to be filled out before any aid can
actually be delivered. We had to drive 4 hours each way today, find the right
people with the right forms, etc just to have the right permission to operate
in a particular area. Stuff like this drives me crazy because we have
tremendous other challenges (like figuring out how to deliver 30,000 kg of aid to remote villages), but the good thing is
we now have official permission and it also helps prevent redundancy of other
aid groups working in the same area (or at least that is the idea). If
everything goes as planned, we should have our first large distribution
tomorrow afternoon, and it should get easier to move things now. We need more
prayers for Nepal.”
May 6th
“We saw several villagers carrying
30kg (66lbs) bags of rice up. We are talking about anything from 4-8 hours of
hiking and almost all uphill one way. We are still working on a helicopter for
delivery to some of the deeper villages.
I call this the The Widows Mite in
action- even though I volunteer for the Salvation Army which is a tremendous
organization, with a lot of firepower- I have my own small aid group and have
received a few small donations. It's interesting to me that most of the
donations came from women who don't have a lot to give, but give what they can.
I used about 3-4 of such donations to purchase 2 large USB solar charging panels, and brought them with me to Nepal, "just in
case". On our hike, we ran into two villages that had cell coverage but
lost their electricity, and were a few hours away hiking. This makes gathering
information and coordinating for deliveries with them almost impossible, as we
would need to hike up 3-5 hours to simply talk to them. I called my friends who
were picking us up from Kathmandu and told them to bring the solar panels. One
of our contacts from a far away village came down the hill with us, and my
little charity gave him the panels, one for him and another for a second
village on the way. And just like that, less than $100 of donations from these
kind women restored communications with 2 villages and over 1100 people. We
have already called both of them, and because of it, the man I'm presenting
them to here is now coordinating the information with all 15 villages in his
area, about 4000-5000 people for which we can now coordinate a series of
deliveries, without needing to hike up. I knew those small donations are powerful,
but it awesome to see the result like this.”
May 9, 2015
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| Mike with man on path |
“When we hiked up into the mountains
last week there was a man sleeping right by the path that literally everyone
travels on. He was crippled from birth, his legs twisted thin and stiff, almost
like a pretzel, a random bad-card fate dealt him when he entered this world. He
was laying in his own filth and no longer
eating or drinking because he didn't want to continue to create more of an
inescapable mess. And there he lay, day after day, with literally everyone who
lived on the mountain walking past and ignoring him. He hadn't moved an inch in
the time we went up until the time we returned a couple days later. In the same
position, filthy and starving and unable to move, properly, care for himself
and embarrassed out of eating or drinking despite his hunger.
Even with all the stressful stuff we had going on with assessments, paperwork, food etc. the thought of this man would not leave my mind. I found myself imagining those I love most, thrust into his cruel prison of a body, and realized that such a scenario was not acceptable if he was someone I loved deeply. I absolutely would not tolerate it.
Strangely, I then came to the conclusion that just because I didn't know and love him personally, his position was still equally unacceptable and my unfamiliarity with him shouldn't change how I felt about the need for action because someone out there, alive or dead, at least at some point loved him that much, and if not, then he was even more worthy of it. I think it was after all these kinds of thoughts, I found myself full of compassion for this man.
Even with all the stressful stuff we had going on with assessments, paperwork, food etc. the thought of this man would not leave my mind. I found myself imagining those I love most, thrust into his cruel prison of a body, and realized that such a scenario was not acceptable if he was someone I loved deeply. I absolutely would not tolerate it.
Strangely, I then came to the conclusion that just because I didn't know and love him personally, his position was still equally unacceptable and my unfamiliarity with him shouldn't change how I felt about the need for action because someone out there, alive or dead, at least at some point loved him that much, and if not, then he was even more worthy of it. I think it was after all these kinds of thoughts, I found myself full of compassion for this man.
Upon returning back to Kathmandu, I
started thinking about what could be done for this guy. I've never cared for or
washed a grown man like this, and it felt beyond my skill set and comfort
level, but I also felt like that shouldn't matter, and it was time to rise to
the occasion.
I get some smaller donations from women, I call them "Widows mites" like $25 here and there and I try to use all these little donations in the most powerful way possible because they are all these donors can give, which so deep and meaningful to me.
We used one of these little donations, went out and bought a bucket, some soap, a new mat, bed pan and new clothes. The man was a quick hike away from the distribution, about 15 minutes or so. Once the distribution got rolling, I started heading up with 2 other team members and we learned that there was someone who was supposed to take care of him. We tracked the caretaker down and let him know it was not ok to leave this poor man like this.
Long story short, the caretaker, who turned out to be his brother, and I washed this guy right there on the side of the path. I think it was one of the most amazing experiences of my life because I learned something that has changed my heart, and I grew in becoming able to do something I never would have considered. Compassion, it seems, is an incredible tool for good. I feel like if I can tap into that same deep feeling again, I'd be more motivated to serve and make stuff happen. I have lots of room to grow in understanding true compassion. It's an exciting thought to me. I want to improve compassion wise, if that makes any sense.
I'm worried that the man might fall into the same state of neglect, so we are working on something a more long term. Not really sure what the right answer is there. I'll update you when I can when we have a solution in place. I feel deeply grateful for this experience, and hope that my sharing it with you has given you something positive and meaningful to think about. It was a great day today.”
I get some smaller donations from women, I call them "Widows mites" like $25 here and there and I try to use all these little donations in the most powerful way possible because they are all these donors can give, which so deep and meaningful to me.
We used one of these little donations, went out and bought a bucket, some soap, a new mat, bed pan and new clothes. The man was a quick hike away from the distribution, about 15 minutes or so. Once the distribution got rolling, I started heading up with 2 other team members and we learned that there was someone who was supposed to take care of him. We tracked the caretaker down and let him know it was not ok to leave this poor man like this.
Long story short, the caretaker, who turned out to be his brother, and I washed this guy right there on the side of the path. I think it was one of the most amazing experiences of my life because I learned something that has changed my heart, and I grew in becoming able to do something I never would have considered. Compassion, it seems, is an incredible tool for good. I feel like if I can tap into that same deep feeling again, I'd be more motivated to serve and make stuff happen. I have lots of room to grow in understanding true compassion. It's an exciting thought to me. I want to improve compassion wise, if that makes any sense.
I'm worried that the man might fall into the same state of neglect, so we are working on something a more long term. Not really sure what the right answer is there. I'll update you when I can when we have a solution in place. I feel deeply grateful for this experience, and hope that my sharing it with you has given you something positive and meaningful to think about. It was a great day today.”
May 16th
“You might be reading in the news
about aid moving slowly here, and this is why: There are literally hundreds of
villages just like this, on the edge of a mountain, thousands of feet up,
scattered all over Nepal. They are only accessible by helicopter or hiking for
days. You can't really carry tons of aid in. This is why aid work in Nepal is
nearly impossible in some regions without some villagers are moving to new
locations, most seem to staying.”
May 17th
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| Salvation Army delivering food |
“I'm happy to report that our Salvation Army team has
delivered food aid to nearly all of the villages I hiked to in my first days
here and we have even helped several additional villages. I was originally
supposed to return to the U.S. tomorrow afternoon, but given the upcoming
schedule of shelter aid we are planning to deliver, I've decide to extend an
additional 7-10 days, all depending on how well my health holds up. Three weeks
is usually my max, but I feel pretty good and also feel that it is really
important to get these supplies out to our villages before monsoon season hits,
which is coming up. We have a great team here in Nepal and we are going to keep
it going as long as we can. I'm very proud to see and be part of the reports
our team leader Damaris is turning in, and know we are making a difference.
USB solar panel chargers are a huge success with our remote
village deliveries. Many of them oddly still have cell network coverage, just
no way to charge
real time or we can call to
get certain info. This village has a developing water and medical issue. The
restored communications will allow us to plan right up to the time we might
make a return flight, which is important because needs are constantly evolving.
We hope to get a medical team and some filters out to them soon, and my friend
Amanda is bringing more chargers this week. She couldn't have arrived at a
better time, as the chargers are getting very hard to find in Kathmandu.”
One of the last tasks Mike did was visit the man he helped
on the path:
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| Man on path saved |
“We were able to locate and transport the man by the path from his remote village to a care facility in Kathmandu. He had been moved 3 hours up the mountain and will now have the proper medical attention, food, and care he needs. So very grateful to be part of this experience, and especially thankful to everyone who came together to make it happen. It's been over a month for me in Nepal - so many great new friends, experiences and memories I will treasure for the rest of my life. That said, time to come home and rest up.”
Following the principles of the gospel of Jesus Christ
Michael taught on his mission, he has been the instrument in helping the people
of Nepal start the recover back to normal life. He is only one person but look
at all he has accomplished to help those disaster stricken people. What an
example of compassion and love for a people he has never met. Organizing funds
and using those funds to organize not only food and medical supplies but
something most people would not have thought to send: USB solar panel chargers
so rescue communications can continue.
This is a story for the world to hear and know there are
people like Michael Shiffler helping Nepal get back on their feet. It is
inspiring and emotionally moving. We
need more people like him to do more good in the world. Count me in.
