Let’s say you aren’t a trained medical professional, would you volunteer to work around one of the most deadly diseases on the planet? Nancy Sheppard did. She treats it so matter-of-factly as if there was really no question as to what she should do. It was really very humbling and inspiring.
While she was in Liberia at the start of the epidemic, she was in the USA for the vast majority of it. She was in constant contact with those working in the Ebola wards and knew the country and the different factors that they were dealing with that made their work so dangerous. That is what gave this book its unique perspective on the tragedy. She could explain how the Liberian history and culture affected the treatment of an epidemic.
It can be pretty grisly at times, but it’s not without hope. First, she points to the selfless sacrifice of the medical community, then she points us to the love of God the motivated so many of them. At the very end, she ties it together and points us to the loving sacrifice of Christ for us.
This book didn’t touch me as personally as her first book did, but I’m still glad I read it. It’s really hope-filled for a book about an epidemic.