Helen Roseveare served as the missionary doctor in a remote village in Congo from the 1953 until 1963 when a horrific civil war broke out in the country. After experiencing traumatizing brutality and abuse, Roseveare was rescued and returned home to Great Britain, unsure if she'd ever return. This is all retold in the first book of the two-part memoir, Give Me This Mountain . But, spoiler alert (not really), she returns two years later, and her mission changes from focusing on providing medical services for the remote villages of war-torn Congo to starting a new school to train native medical staff to fill the voids of desperately low medical availability in the country. Her resilience, stubbornness, risk-taking, and passion are stretched beyond their limits as she deals with unhappy, demanding students who see her as a white foreigner. She struggles through this whole season and some of it is exasperating. I feel like I would have just shut down the school and returned to where I knew people appreciated my work rather than continually be chewed out by angry students, but she stuck with it, though she admits to having these same thoughts many times. In fact, the last chapter of the book is titled Was it Worthwhile? This is an honest look into a missionary's experience that lacks any romantic, exciting drama that some may look for in reading about missionaries traveling to remote countries. It made me uneasy at times and Roseveare herself was a bit annoying because of her stubbornness and sometimes bossy attitude. I wish she would have shared more about her spiritual journey, especially healing from the traumatic experiences during being a hostage by the rebels during the war. Instead, there is a bit more reminiscing on the bickering of the students and the building of the school than I would have liked. But it was still a very worthwhile read, solely for her humility and honesty in her failures. She is a great example that God can use any personality type for His purposes. He used her amidst her pride and hard-headedness and was able to do great things through her brokenness. I am glad she didn't gloss over this fact. She never made it sound like she had it all together; she clearly didn't. But this made it relatable and realistic and very thought-provoking. This would be a great book for a book club to discuss.
"'No,' [The Lord] quietly rebuked me. 'No. You no longer want Jesus only, but Jesus plus . . . plus respect, popularity, public opinion, success and pride . . . You wanted to feel needed and respected . . . You'd like letters when you got home to tell you how much they realize they owe to you, how much they miss you. All this and more. Jesus plus . . . No, you can't have it. Either it must be Jesus only or you'll find you've no Jesus. You'll substitute Helen Roseveare.'
A great long silence followed--several days of total inner silence. At last I managed to tell Him that with all my heart I wanted Jesus only."