Dear Teri, Winston, Bernice and family,
Vicki and I fell in love with Madelyn (and the Tan Clan) during a trip to the States & Canada in the mid 1980's. We returned from that trip to the jungle in el Caquetá, Colombia with high hopes that some day Madelyn would come and teach our teachers—giving them much-needed encouragement and tools for their trade.
What joy her visit was! For a whole week she instructed, encouraged and coached our teachers to be the best possible educators—spiritually first, and then academically. She worked with the students-both Spanish and English schools; she taught art and music and had FUN with each of the students (and even their parents!)
Madelyn also taught a number of services with the whole mission family (not only the teachers). It's the final service that I want you to see with me—
The scene: Madelyn has just finished teaching a very instructive and engaging word about the family—and the importance of the relationships between parents and their kids (only she never called them kids). The teaching emphasized restoration of broken relationships as well as establishing good ones.
Then, to close out the service, Madelyn had prepared to hold a foot-washing service....
We set out two benches on either side of the pulpit, and bowls in front of them. (I can't remember her exact words, but the scene is firmly etched in my memory... it is permanently there, bordered by the warmth and sincerity that Madelyn ALWAYS brought to her times with us.)
She not only taught of the beauty of mending relationships through foot-washing, she also encouraged children to mend their relationships with their parents in the same way. (Who ever heard of kids washing the feet of anybody? Much less Mom and Dad?)
"Perhaps you have been in a broken or injured relationship in your family, or with another member of the body. I want to invite you to come here as you feel led, and offer yourself to others to wash your feet and restore their relationship with you, and then together—you all with God..."
Then she stepped aside, making room for people to come to the front as they felt led.
I knew that I needed to be up there available to have my feet washed, there were so many broken relationships with others on the mission station that I couldn't have mended in any other way. This was the MOMENT!
I leaned over to Vicki to tell her I was going up there, and as I did, she stood with me and together we walked forward to sit on the bench. When we looked up, there stood Jesse (14), Seth (12) and Amy (10) in front of us...
One by one they knelt to wash Vicki's and my feet. I remember putting my hands on their heads and blessing them as they did. How touching... how humbling... our own sons and daughter lovingly washing our feet....
Then came our turn—and Vicki and I washed each of their feet... I was adding a lot of salty tears to the water, but I don't remember any dry eyes that afternoon. My soul was stirred, our hearts were joined with our kids in a way that they had never been before. We got up from that bench and all hugged each other, much closer to each other as a family than ever before.
I can't give you the date of that meeting, perhaps Spring of 1986... but I know that June 26, 1986 that same mission station was attacked by a guerrilla band that stole many things, isolated me from my family, with the guerrilla captain entering our house while I was taken away at gunpoint. That captain spent nearly 45 minutes with Vicki asking questions, and snagging money and personal items from our bedroom—all the while our boys lay awake and listening in their bedroom. God reigned that night... even though they stole MANY things from all of the homes and the mission, they could not take the peace of God that hovered closely over us that night.
I believe Madelyn's teaching on God's Restoration of the Family prepared us for that difficult time that was the unplanned precursor to our planned return to the States. And I believe that even though Madelyn had no way of knowing exactly what was to occur some months after her visit, she was faithful to listen to the Holy Spirit and equip us (as a family and a church) to be prepared for ANY occurrence—good or bad.
She was faithful.
She fulfilled her calling.
And we were strengthened because of her obedience.
If anything can be drawn from this story, may it be that you are encouraged to fulfill ALL that you are Called To.
Don't leave any stone un-turned, any difficult conversation un-held... any heart un-touched.
Follow Madelyn's lead to be ALL IN in any endeavor you enter.
Thank you Madelyn Tan for being such a rich and bold example of faith to us all. Your memory brings us great joy!
We will ever love you, dear sister.