Today is my son's 6th birthday.
Some friends have a guinea pig which is giving birth soon and so we've gone around and collected a cage, so that we can tell him today "you get to pick out a guinea pig!" as his present.
He's going to love it! He loves the guinea pigs he sees at friend's houses.
The cage is about 4' x 2' and has a mesh wire bottom to it. Apparently here, Guinea Pigs are outdoor pets and they feed off your lawn. You move the cage daily and occasionally give them treats of green beans. After a week you'll notice that your lawn is significantly shorted in all the places your pet has been.
We're considering letting our daughter pick out one too, making it female, so that we can start having our own little guinea pig babies, but we haven't decided.
Someone gave me a good idea, so I went and bought some wagon wheels and a rod, and had autoshop machine the rod so that I can mount wheels on the guinea pig cage so my son should easily be able to move the cage himself.
After all he's 6 now, and has new responsibilities that accompany his new freedoms. (-;
I'll post later about his reaction.
My kids are both pretty smart in their particular areas. My daughter reads as a 7th grader level and we're not sure what level my son does math, but it's at least a 2nd grader level because he can finish her math homework.
It is interesting to listen to them:
Syd - "hmmn. what is three hours after a half past seven."
Cal - "10:30, 10:30 10:30"
Syd - "ssh, I'm trying to think...."
Cal - "I told you it's 10:30."
Syd - "sshh! what is a half past seven."
Cal - "I'm jsut trying to help."
later
Cal - "the yellow dog r..."
Syd - "the yellow dog ran down the road."
Cal - "don't finish my reading for me..."
Syd - "I'm jsut trying to help."
God is doing an interesting thing out here. Today is a very momentous day for us as our cargo has arrived. We are awaiting the storage shipping area to notify us, but I can see our boxes in the store room. So finally I'll have my tools and other such useful items. Admittedly it's a bittersweet reunion, in that now we also have to find a place to store all this stuff we've lived without for nearly 4 months now.
But... YAY! that feeling of being stuck in the middle will soon be gone!
To get an idea of how masterfully God moves His people around, here are some interesting statistics:
For PNG:
As of 31 July 2006
Total overall languages where we have worked since 1956 337
Total languages being worked in now 185
Total New Testaments completed and dedicated 159
Total Number of Complete Bibles dedicated 1
Language personnel currently working in PNG 214
Language personnel currently on leave, loan, furlough 97
Total number of Language Specialist Personnel 311
Support personnel currently working in PNG 213
Support personnel currently on leave, loan, furlough 75
Total number of Support Personnel 288
Total number of Personnel in PNG at present 427
Total number of Personnel assigned to PNG 599
Number of Guest Helpers 42
Number seconded from other missions 17
Number of overseas countries represented (see below) 18
Total number of permanent PNG Employees 252
Nations here and how many:(aud=australian, aus=austrian)
AUD AUS BID CAN FIN GER JAP KOR Latvia MAL NED
54 1 21 27 22 9 10 12 2 2 21
NOR NZ POL SWE SWI
1 6 1 9 6
USA TWD
393 2
5/02/2007
4/29/2007
Time to Talk
This picture is of a new friend para-gliding over the valley. The collection of white buildings in the background is the center on which we live.
We were asked to be the first to share about "how we got here" at evening church tonight. There is a group of new arrivals who are scheduled to speak over the next two weeks, and we were asked by virtue of having small children who might not be as fresh after an hour of sitting on a pew. We had ten minutes, and we shared in a very comfortable, and fun fashion about how God brought us here. It was enjoyable to listen to the testimonies of others, and to laugh at jokes that two years ago we would not have understood. There is a common bond that comes with going through similar experiences of cultural adaptation. So not knowing everyone yet, we still share a bond that brings us closer together and let's us laugh and cry together.
My son, earlier today on hearing that we were to speak, said "I would like to introduce myself on the microphone." My daughter said "I don't want to stand up there on the stage." She is not shy on a stage, last week she was in a school play, it is jsut that she is embarrassed to hear her name while people stare at her. SO, we decided she could stand, and then sit down. She was fine with that.
My son spent the hours before the evening service saying things like
"Mom if you're a grown-up can you change your name?"
-her "why?"
-son "I'm jsut wondering"
-her "do you want to change your name?"
-son "no."
So I got involved.
"Son, if you could change your name what would you change it to?"
-son "I don't know."
"You know your name is a special name, a good name, do you know why?"
-son "no."
"Because men who have had that name before had good characters and they did good things and made the name good. You have a good character and do good things, and so your name is good."
At this he smiled as if he had found a new appreciation for his name. At seeing his smile I thanked God that at least once in a while as a parent I say something wise. The words must've come from him.
"You know son, a name is either good or bad because of what the people who have that name do with their lives. If you do good things, and have a good character, then other people will like your name for many years to come."
He smiled really big and that was the end of that. He then proceeded to say
"Well tonight I'm going to introduce myself, I think I'll say : My name is Calvin and I am 5 years old and I have made 19 friends here, one of them is named Freddy, do you know him?"
my wife and I laughed but suddenly we feared giving him the microphone.
"Son, how about jsut your name and age."
son - "no, I want to say that I'm almost 6."
"son remember how we talked about bragging?"
son - "yes it's okay to brag if you're bragging about God."
"right, how is saying you have 19 friend bragging about God?"
he thought for a while....
son - "okay maybe I'll jsut say I'm Calvin and I'm 5."
So we walked up to the microphone, and I lifted him up and he whispered "I don't want to talk anymore!" So while I was holding him I said "This is my son...." and then lifted up my daughter to play along and said "and this is my daughter."
Folks clapped at that!
It was a good evening, good sharing, God was glorified in the testimonies and the energy in the room showed a true camaraderie and enthusiasm for the task set before us.
Aiyura Ridge Boys
What an incredible Saturday!
I started off by working a few hours, and around lunch time I wondered "what do people do here on the weekends?"
Around 12:30 we got an email to everyone "we're going hang gliding if you'd like to come, it would be good if you had a quad 4x4" So me and my son decided impromptu to jump on the 4x4 which I think today earned a name, and headed out.
We went off center, WAY off center. Outside the gates, down the road, then veer off the road, through bumpy, brushy jungle, then up a very rutted hill, and to the top of a hill, THEN across the ridge blazing a trail as we went. I very quickly realized this wasn't going to be a quick trip and perhaps we should have packed better.
Cutting through the brush, over rocks, through ditches, passed crazed dogs, and found a clearing. Two dirt bikes, 2 quads, and 3 para-gliders. We then were introduced to para-gliding by an Australian gentlemen. It was a gorgeous view! I could see the entire Aiyura valley, all over and it was excellent for getting my bearings and realizing where everything was. My feet are destined to stay firmly on solid ground, but we enjoyed watching them. I personally lost my daredevil gene the year I had children.
My son was having a blast riding the rough trails with me as I was with him. Then, they flew away! WOW! It was amazing, and the nationals thought so too as they gathered around. I took it upon myself to offer one of them a ride up the hill, which as a different more challenging narrow ridge trail. I went RIGHT down the mountain, and then, I had no idea if my little Polaris 325 would make it up the hill with 2 guys and a para-gliding pack on it.
IT did. It was steep, and rocky, hard to see through the tall kunai grass, and at times I had no weight on the front and had to throw my weight around to get it up, but we got up and we were pretty impressed. I even surprised myself because I have no quad driving experience and this was perhaps the toughest terrain (sans mud) that I could have taken it on.
Like I said, today I think it earned a name. It definitely became a tool today instead of a toy. I'm not one to name vehicles but I may make an exception in this case.
I was really needing some adventure and to soak in the beauty that is this place. It is incredible how gorgeous it is to look down over the valley and see all the villages and their distances from each other. I don't know about you, but the thing that inspires me most to worship the greatness of God is viewing His creation. As I looked down on the valley my heart was filled with how marvelous God is. I can remember a handful of truly wonderful worship experiences and they all involved me in the middle of God's majestic creation.
4/27/2007
The Week
The kids are getting popular over here. We spent the weekend taking them to play dates last week, and right now we have some kids over here for play date today. After about the fifteenth rendition of chopsticks on the piano I'm heading to work (-;.
On Friday I was asked to install sql on a server down in Aviation but half way through the server crashed. SO.. I decided to schedule some time on a Saturday (today) to go into work and finish the job so that it didn't interrupt anyone's work.
We spent the first three days of the week in orientation to the center. They taught us all about how things here work and what department does what. It really is an impressive machine. How things stay afloat here with all the people coming and going is remarkable. It requires a lot of flexibility. They have people who came here to do one thing and are now doing 6 things or doing something completely different than what they were originally doing.
The good news is that you can branch out and do a lot of challenging new things. The bad news is that if you're not careful you can get stretched too thin. So we're being wise in our commitments thus far, but truly everyone here is very committed to the work of translation.
Thursday and Friday were normal work days. We got caught up on chores at home. My wife made pretzels, bread, cake and cookies that we later shared with others.
We found out a brand of tuna we don't like. Diana brand. It was kind of funny as we found another new couple who had a similar experience with the tuna as we did.
It is good to have the people back from POC so there are other NEW people who we can relate to as far as our adaptation process.
For me this week has been a long realization of how nothing is instant here.
I didn't recognize how much I had adapted to the instant gratification of the culture in the bay area, CA.
I couldn't go get a burrito at midnight. If I wanted a snack, it would take preparation.
I couldn't pick up and drive to the barber. I had to find someone who cut hair and make an appointment for 2 weeks from now. My hair will be very long by then.
There isn't a lot of immediacy here. If you want to get something done, you have to plan for it, and then wait.
I think that personally for a few days here I was getting a little tired of all the waiting. The process of detoxifying my personality from impatience is at times uncomfortable.
I like to get things done, now. I like to write a list of things to do, and knock them off several in a day. I dislike when that list grows more than it shrinks.
The process has been the last 5 days:
-fits of impatience.... "why can't they jsut!!!!..."
-sudden realization that you can't do something you used to
-calm acceptance
-quiet sighs
I've got to figure out how to remain driven when faced with a culture that doesn't achieve as quickly as I'm used to.
The pleasant upside is the environment is a lot less stressful. In a way this is my adjustment. My wife's adjustment is very much in the home for now. She will adjust more as she begins teaching later.
For me, inside the home is less adjustment.
Outside the home I have to figure out how to function without the constant threat of immediacy and high priority.
It's a change I'll welcome.
On Friday I was asked to install sql on a server down in Aviation but half way through the server crashed. SO.. I decided to schedule some time on a Saturday (today) to go into work and finish the job so that it didn't interrupt anyone's work.
We spent the first three days of the week in orientation to the center. They taught us all about how things here work and what department does what. It really is an impressive machine. How things stay afloat here with all the people coming and going is remarkable. It requires a lot of flexibility. They have people who came here to do one thing and are now doing 6 things or doing something completely different than what they were originally doing.
The good news is that you can branch out and do a lot of challenging new things. The bad news is that if you're not careful you can get stretched too thin. So we're being wise in our commitments thus far, but truly everyone here is very committed to the work of translation.
Thursday and Friday were normal work days. We got caught up on chores at home. My wife made pretzels, bread, cake and cookies that we later shared with others.
We found out a brand of tuna we don't like. Diana brand. It was kind of funny as we found another new couple who had a similar experience with the tuna as we did.
It is good to have the people back from POC so there are other NEW people who we can relate to as far as our adaptation process.
For me this week has been a long realization of how nothing is instant here.
I didn't recognize how much I had adapted to the instant gratification of the culture in the bay area, CA.
I couldn't go get a burrito at midnight. If I wanted a snack, it would take preparation.
I couldn't pick up and drive to the barber. I had to find someone who cut hair and make an appointment for 2 weeks from now. My hair will be very long by then.
There isn't a lot of immediacy here. If you want to get something done, you have to plan for it, and then wait.
I think that personally for a few days here I was getting a little tired of all the waiting. The process of detoxifying my personality from impatience is at times uncomfortable.
I like to get things done, now. I like to write a list of things to do, and knock them off several in a day. I dislike when that list grows more than it shrinks.
The process has been the last 5 days:
-fits of impatience.... "why can't they jsut!!!!..."
-sudden realization that you can't do something you used to
-calm acceptance
-quiet sighs
I've got to figure out how to remain driven when faced with a culture that doesn't achieve as quickly as I'm used to.
The pleasant upside is the environment is a lot less stressful. In a way this is my adjustment. My wife's adjustment is very much in the home for now. She will adjust more as she begins teaching later.
For me, inside the home is less adjustment.
Outside the home I have to figure out how to function without the constant threat of immediacy and high priority.
It's a change I'll welcome.
4/20/2007
Mud Hike to the Village
pictures
Today we went on a leisurely hike to the Ukarumpa Village. The center we stay on is called "ukarumpa center" or SIL PNG center, because it is located near Ukarumpa village. So today, there was an organized hike and all four of us went on it with several others whom we got to know. The couple that led the hike are support workers here and have been since 1985.
The village is the closest village to our center and is over a bridge, across the river and up the hill a way. The hike was very muddy as it has recently rained a lot, and we all got our fair share of mud, especially my daughter who had to hike in a long skirt.
It was a blast. At first I thought I might not enjoy a simple walk, and while my feet do have blisters from loose fitting army boots, I had a great amount of fun. We walked right through the village, saw many Papua New Guineans, interacted, blew bubbles, talked for a bit, and were told of the history of the place.
We took pictures.
They'll show the bridge, we crossed, which was the "scariest" part of the hike according to the kids, but they did a GREAT job. At one time you could drive over this bridge, but as the river shifted and eroded the ground, the bridge gave way. The metal you see was originally used here during WWII for immediate landing strips. They would lay down this heavy metal on relatively flat areas and it would create places for the planes to land. After the war, the country had a lot of it left over. I think in total we walked a little over a mile and half (1.64 miles or 2.66 km)
We started at our house with GPS coords of: (for google earth fans)
Our House
S06 20.294
E145 53.186
the furthest point away was the top of the Ukarumpa Village:
S 06 19.572
E145 53.465
and then back.
My son made a new friend on the way, the son of one of the translator families. Short version of the story is that he was born with a cleft pallet and his parents couldn't nurse him, they left him in a bilum for ten weeks, unfed. They adopted him and nursed him to health. Calvin and him had a fun time on the hike.
We saw a church being built. Notice the picture of the pews. Across the road was the grave site of the former pastor.
We saw some pigs, apparently pigs are valuable because they help settle disputes and pay for costs. In areas where the seventh day adventists have populated, pigs aren't allowed so they use goats.
We walked through some coffee trees. That is the cash crop here. They'll make from 200 to 1000 kina from their coffee (which Starbucks now sells at $12.00 p/lb when they buy from here at under a dollar p/lb.) They use that money to pay for school fees, medical fees etc.
A visiting financial missionary who came here years ago said that the PNG people are rich compared to folks in Africa. They don't have money, but the ground here is fertile so they can live off their gardens (albeit not much variety in their diet) and the way the clan system works, they always have space to build homes. They can harvest materials to build homes from their land, and so they have food, and a house and family, but no cash. Which in comparison makes them more rich than some people. Unfortunately, PNG two years ago was dropped from the status of being a "developing country". Infrastructure is the largest challenge here. (roads, buildings, etc). We recently met the U.S. ambassador to PNG who explained this.
One thing we learned was that the traditional house is a round house for the Highlands people here. But you'll notice in some of the pictures that there are rectangular houses. As western culture creeps in here slowly, building homes has taken on a more free-style, and people will make houses out of whatever they find. But typically, what looks like a disorganized mess to the untrained eye (like mine) is actually a clever design in some cases. They will take older grass and weave it with newer grass for their house walls and get a checkered pattern. Or sometimes spell words, or make designs.
It is very important that as you look around to not consider the people here as unintelligent. Rather the opposite, they are very smart, they learn fast, they are very capable, and resourceful. I've been amazed at how functional society is here. They may not be as savvy about medical issues and hygiene, but they are very intelligent people, and very friendly.
We had a great time on the hike. To be honest I thought "hike and fun sound like an oxymoron" but we really enjoyed it.
if you would like to look at the pictures in a slideshow format here is how you do it:
-goto the album of choice
-on the left under "Actions" is a link at the bottom titled "view slideshow" click that.
-set the delay as you'd like but put the size on the maximum "no limit"
-the slideshow will begin
We hope you enjoy reading/viewing our hike as much as we enjoyed going on it!
We continually thank God for the wonderful newness of it all. Our kids love it here, we are enjoying the different opportunities that have arisen thus far. We are very excited to see what God is going to do here, and relying on Him is a daily survival skill out here.
Thank you for your continued interest and support!
Today we went on a leisurely hike to the Ukarumpa Village. The center we stay on is called "ukarumpa center" or SIL PNG center, because it is located near Ukarumpa village. So today, there was an organized hike and all four of us went on it with several others whom we got to know. The couple that led the hike are support workers here and have been since 1985.
The village is the closest village to our center and is over a bridge, across the river and up the hill a way. The hike was very muddy as it has recently rained a lot, and we all got our fair share of mud, especially my daughter who had to hike in a long skirt.
It was a blast. At first I thought I might not enjoy a simple walk, and while my feet do have blisters from loose fitting army boots, I had a great amount of fun. We walked right through the village, saw many Papua New Guineans, interacted, blew bubbles, talked for a bit, and were told of the history of the place.
We took pictures.
They'll show the bridge, we crossed, which was the "scariest" part of the hike according to the kids, but they did a GREAT job. At one time you could drive over this bridge, but as the river shifted and eroded the ground, the bridge gave way. The metal you see was originally used here during WWII for immediate landing strips. They would lay down this heavy metal on relatively flat areas and it would create places for the planes to land. After the war, the country had a lot of it left over. I think in total we walked a little over a mile and half (1.64 miles or 2.66 km)
We started at our house with GPS coords of: (for google earth fans)
Our House
S06 20.294
E145 53.186
the furthest point away was the top of the Ukarumpa Village:
S 06 19.572
E145 53.465
and then back.
My son made a new friend on the way, the son of one of the translator families. Short version of the story is that he was born with a cleft pallet and his parents couldn't nurse him, they left him in a bilum for ten weeks, unfed. They adopted him and nursed him to health. Calvin and him had a fun time on the hike.
We saw a church being built. Notice the picture of the pews. Across the road was the grave site of the former pastor.
We saw some pigs, apparently pigs are valuable because they help settle disputes and pay for costs. In areas where the seventh day adventists have populated, pigs aren't allowed so they use goats.
We walked through some coffee trees. That is the cash crop here. They'll make from 200 to 1000 kina from their coffee (which Starbucks now sells at $12.00 p/lb when they buy from here at under a dollar p/lb.) They use that money to pay for school fees, medical fees etc.
A visiting financial missionary who came here years ago said that the PNG people are rich compared to folks in Africa. They don't have money, but the ground here is fertile so they can live off their gardens (albeit not much variety in their diet) and the way the clan system works, they always have space to build homes. They can harvest materials to build homes from their land, and so they have food, and a house and family, but no cash. Which in comparison makes them more rich than some people. Unfortunately, PNG two years ago was dropped from the status of being a "developing country". Infrastructure is the largest challenge here. (roads, buildings, etc). We recently met the U.S. ambassador to PNG who explained this.
One thing we learned was that the traditional house is a round house for the Highlands people here. But you'll notice in some of the pictures that there are rectangular houses. As western culture creeps in here slowly, building homes has taken on a more free-style, and people will make houses out of whatever they find. But typically, what looks like a disorganized mess to the untrained eye (like mine) is actually a clever design in some cases. They will take older grass and weave it with newer grass for their house walls and get a checkered pattern. Or sometimes spell words, or make designs.
It is very important that as you look around to not consider the people here as unintelligent. Rather the opposite, they are very smart, they learn fast, they are very capable, and resourceful. I've been amazed at how functional society is here. They may not be as savvy about medical issues and hygiene, but they are very intelligent people, and very friendly.
We had a great time on the hike. To be honest I thought "hike and fun sound like an oxymoron" but we really enjoyed it.
if you would like to look at the pictures in a slideshow format here is how you do it:
-goto the album of choice
-on the left under "Actions" is a link at the bottom titled "view slideshow" click that.
-set the delay as you'd like but put the size on the maximum "no limit"
-the slideshow will begin
We hope you enjoy reading/viewing our hike as much as we enjoyed going on it!
We continually thank God for the wonderful newness of it all. Our kids love it here, we are enjoying the different opportunities that have arisen thus far. We are very excited to see what God is going to do here, and relying on Him is a daily survival skill out here.
Thank you for your continued interest and support!
4/19/2007
Settling
We are settling in. We've got a little bit of a groove going on.
We understand to run out and grab the laundry off the clothesline should the rain begin. We have trained the kids to walk home from school, which is very safe for them as during that time a lot of grown ups are on the road and they tend to keep an eye on the kids.
We've got the yard thing down, today Kendal spent lunch with the yard meris (the women who tend the garden/yard) and talked a bit with them.
We've had dinner at a few houses and have had folks over to play games etc.
The kids are loved by everyone. They are loved by the national neighbors, and by other missionaries on center. They have sort of adopted aunts and uncles here. You don't really call people "mister" and "misses" it's all aunt and uncle around here, everyone is family.
The freedoms that this place offers far outweigh the loss of liberty. Compared to city living, being in the hills is much more peaceful and liberating.
There are some lovely things about this place, and some not-as-lovely things. I'm neither declaring this place as a paradise, nor complaining. We really do enjoy it here, but in the interest of full disclosure, I'll share a few not-as-lovelies.
For example, I love that you need to learn to accept a certain amount of dirt here. Kids go shoeless and they will have mud in their toenails until they move back to America. (-; It's a way of life.
Your clothes will never completely be perfectly white and soft from fabric softener, but I love it, it's a more manly feeling to have sun-dried clothes. For years my we air dried my shirts because I like that (plus I fear shrinking) (-;.
The one thing I didn't expect was the constant feeling of your skin crawling. I'll get used to it. You know how if you find an ant or something on you, how you feel it moving, and then shake it off, but then for minutes later you still feel the creeping of it? It doesn't bother me, but I soon learned to not ignore that feeling because odds are, something is on you. (-;
The other day I felt a twinge on my leg and thought "ah it's in your head" and I brushed it to get rid of the feeling, and grabbed a spider instead. Not a large one, no worries.
And then there's the head bonking. I bonk my head almost daily here. They have door closers that jut out from the ceiling three feet from a door, to catch the door and cause it to snap back. Dust and rain are concerns and so doors don't stay open much, although we leave ours open all day and use the screen door, because the climate is such that you can leave windows open all day and the temp will be perfect.
A cool tropical breeze at the right moment.....ahhhhh.
So we're settling into a bit of a groove. We do a lot of reading, we have a lot of family time.
Tonight my daughter said, "so do you think we can arrange a family game time tonight?"
If the kids finish their supper and their chores, and homework and get ready for bed, there is usually a good half hour where we can play Uno or some such.
Things close between 4 and 5 here. You do need to plan ahead if you need something at the store. Which is part of the lower stress, there isn't a whole lot to do after 5pm besides socialize. No one really works after 5pm unless they are in one of the unique 24x7 positions (such as a hostel parent).
There aren't a lot of "can you do this on the way home."
you can't pick up fast food after 5pm, you can't do errands, get gas, or do practically anything. The place shuts down for getting stuff done.
That means you take breaks from work from time to time to get it done.
So far we're still in the honeymoon stage with food. We're experimenting and enjoying it. I'll let you know when the romance wears off.
Work-wise, I have a TON to learn. But I'm glad that almost daily I'm able to contribute some small thing to improve things here. We're told that the internet speed improvement is the number one best enhancement to living here on center. It has opened computer services up to a large number of new issues which thankfully, I have a lot of experience in having worked in large network areas.
Issues such as, how do they handle spam? How to they handle phishing, do they block cracking sites, how do we educate parents to watch their kids and what they try to view on the net, what do we block from the net?
There are all kinds of issues but we have a creative bunch and a good mix of resourcefulness and skills.
I can tell already it's going to be a good place to live, and an exciting place to work.
We understand to run out and grab the laundry off the clothesline should the rain begin. We have trained the kids to walk home from school, which is very safe for them as during that time a lot of grown ups are on the road and they tend to keep an eye on the kids.
We've got the yard thing down, today Kendal spent lunch with the yard meris (the women who tend the garden/yard) and talked a bit with them.
We've had dinner at a few houses and have had folks over to play games etc.
The kids are loved by everyone. They are loved by the national neighbors, and by other missionaries on center. They have sort of adopted aunts and uncles here. You don't really call people "mister" and "misses" it's all aunt and uncle around here, everyone is family.
The freedoms that this place offers far outweigh the loss of liberty. Compared to city living, being in the hills is much more peaceful and liberating.
There are some lovely things about this place, and some not-as-lovely things. I'm neither declaring this place as a paradise, nor complaining. We really do enjoy it here, but in the interest of full disclosure, I'll share a few not-as-lovelies.
For example, I love that you need to learn to accept a certain amount of dirt here. Kids go shoeless and they will have mud in their toenails until they move back to America. (-; It's a way of life.
Your clothes will never completely be perfectly white and soft from fabric softener, but I love it, it's a more manly feeling to have sun-dried clothes. For years my we air dried my shirts because I like that (plus I fear shrinking) (-;.
The one thing I didn't expect was the constant feeling of your skin crawling. I'll get used to it. You know how if you find an ant or something on you, how you feel it moving, and then shake it off, but then for minutes later you still feel the creeping of it? It doesn't bother me, but I soon learned to not ignore that feeling because odds are, something is on you. (-;
The other day I felt a twinge on my leg and thought "ah it's in your head" and I brushed it to get rid of the feeling, and grabbed a spider instead. Not a large one, no worries.
And then there's the head bonking. I bonk my head almost daily here. They have door closers that jut out from the ceiling three feet from a door, to catch the door and cause it to snap back. Dust and rain are concerns and so doors don't stay open much, although we leave ours open all day and use the screen door, because the climate is such that you can leave windows open all day and the temp will be perfect.
A cool tropical breeze at the right moment.....ahhhhh.
So we're settling into a bit of a groove. We do a lot of reading, we have a lot of family time.
Tonight my daughter said, "so do you think we can arrange a family game time tonight?"
If the kids finish their supper and their chores, and homework and get ready for bed, there is usually a good half hour where we can play Uno or some such.
Things close between 4 and 5 here. You do need to plan ahead if you need something at the store. Which is part of the lower stress, there isn't a whole lot to do after 5pm besides socialize. No one really works after 5pm unless they are in one of the unique 24x7 positions (such as a hostel parent).
There aren't a lot of "can you do this on the way home."
you can't pick up fast food after 5pm, you can't do errands, get gas, or do practically anything. The place shuts down for getting stuff done.
That means you take breaks from work from time to time to get it done.
So far we're still in the honeymoon stage with food. We're experimenting and enjoying it. I'll let you know when the romance wears off.
Work-wise, I have a TON to learn. But I'm glad that almost daily I'm able to contribute some small thing to improve things here. We're told that the internet speed improvement is the number one best enhancement to living here on center. It has opened computer services up to a large number of new issues which thankfully, I have a lot of experience in having worked in large network areas.
Issues such as, how do they handle spam? How to they handle phishing, do they block cracking sites, how do we educate parents to watch their kids and what they try to view on the net, what do we block from the net?
There are all kinds of issues but we have a creative bunch and a good mix of resourcefulness and skills.
I can tell already it's going to be a good place to live, and an exciting place to work.
4/16/2007
Licenses and lists
We went into Kainantu today, it's a town about ten minutes away now that they paved a large portion of the road. Lucky for us, the department of motor vehicles equivalent was open, and had film in the camera, and we walked away with our driver's licenses.
All you need is a U.S. license and 60kina.
Which is to say, they let you drive there with absolutely no experience driving on the LEFT side of the road and the RIGHT side of the car.
But we don't have a car yet so we don't have to worry about that too much.
Vehicle wise, every 6 months you need a safety inspection sticker, and every year you pay for registration which also includes insurance.
In June we hope to acquire a 1994 Isuzu Trooper when the current owners move.
Had a big win at work this week! There was an issue with the network, which currently is a flat network, and they had installed 2 dhcp servers on it. Machines were getting ip addresses from servers geographically located elsewhere and it was creating a problem. They wanted a way to block dhcp packets from one to the other but had no firewall in the middle and no routing. I was able to employ my cisco knowledge and write an access list (acl) and implement it on one of the ports of the switch. Soon the network was doing what it was supposed to, and I realized soon that one of the values I can add here is my networking knowledge (such that it is). God allowed me to be confirmed today as I finally did something right, and fixed a long standing problem here.
Part of the younger, new missionary role, as I see it, is to be passionate, and communicate excitement and vision. As is true anywhere, whenever you work in the same position for a while, you can easily fall into a certain way of thinking, and new blood usually brings in a vitality and challenges you to think new again. I've been on both ends of the spectrum, and right now I'm enjoying being the new guy, learning, respecting those who have come before me and what they have done, and then contributing helpfully where I can.
I have great idea on how this network can be secured and tuned better. One of the major problems they currently have with the network is viruses. I can already see how with very little cost, we can implement simple changes that would help reduce that problem significantly.
All you need is a U.S. license and 60kina.
Which is to say, they let you drive there with absolutely no experience driving on the LEFT side of the road and the RIGHT side of the car.
But we don't have a car yet so we don't have to worry about that too much.
Vehicle wise, every 6 months you need a safety inspection sticker, and every year you pay for registration which also includes insurance.
In June we hope to acquire a 1994 Isuzu Trooper when the current owners move.
Had a big win at work this week! There was an issue with the network, which currently is a flat network, and they had installed 2 dhcp servers on it. Machines were getting ip addresses from servers geographically located elsewhere and it was creating a problem. They wanted a way to block dhcp packets from one to the other but had no firewall in the middle and no routing. I was able to employ my cisco knowledge and write an access list (acl) and implement it on one of the ports of the switch. Soon the network was doing what it was supposed to, and I realized soon that one of the values I can add here is my networking knowledge (such that it is). God allowed me to be confirmed today as I finally did something right, and fixed a long standing problem here.
Part of the younger, new missionary role, as I see it, is to be passionate, and communicate excitement and vision. As is true anywhere, whenever you work in the same position for a while, you can easily fall into a certain way of thinking, and new blood usually brings in a vitality and challenges you to think new again. I've been on both ends of the spectrum, and right now I'm enjoying being the new guy, learning, respecting those who have come before me and what they have done, and then contributing helpfully where I can.
I have great idea on how this network can be secured and tuned better. One of the major problems they currently have with the network is viruses. I can already see how with very little cost, we can implement simple changes that would help reduce that problem significantly.
4/15/2007
Rocky Start
Today was a very discouraging day in some respects, and encouraging in others.. As one of the two "new" guys here on center the desire is to improve support and instill trust in the members here that the network will be reliable and online so that they can do their work and communicate with each other.
My first week here we were told there would be a power outage due to construction and that we should take advantage of that time to doe some maintenance.
We did a solid 9 hours of work, and the servers were looking better, although we were nervous that we didn't have more than 2 work days to plan for the large project (which normally took a month's time back in the corporate world). Both of us new guys, being detail oriented felt that there were a LOT of unknowns going into this project and we would try our best to get the work done.
After 9 hours, we were satisfied that it wasn't our best work, but it was the best we could do given the circumstances of our situation, namely, that we couldn't run to a store and pick up parts that we needed, nor did we have an extraordinary time to plan.
It was time to turn on the servers.
THIS is when things went bad. We knew, if things would fail, it would be now.
The disk array would not power on. This disk array held all of the exchange information (newsgroups, email, etc) and all of the corporate data.
To set the scene, CTS does not support workstation backups, everyone is encouraged to put their data onto the network device. So when it is down, they can't work. But it gets backed up twice nightly. Plus, the entire center's communication takes place via email and newsgroups. Hardly any events can happen without an announcement on the boards.
The short version of the story is that we couldn't fix the problem and there was no one around to help us, and so now, the network is down.
One thing I had not anticipated was the utter feeling of letting everyone down. At best all of my neighbors and everyone I serve, are inconvenienced but understanding, at worst, they are all angry and confused because there is no way to notify everyone since we don't have the knowledge on how to post on the web site the announcement.
So, everyone knows it's down, by now they know it's our doing, and they don't know when it'll come back online.
I have had outages before, some costing the customer millions of dollars, but I have never felt so closely attached to an outage as I do now. My first impression could not have been worse if I personally took a hammer to each person's modem. And yet, it isn't the dent in my reputation that stings so much as the fact that I have let down all my neighbors when I was trying to lift them up.
God is on the throne. He is in command. I will learn my lessons from this set back, and proceed forth with more humility than I had before.
Well, it is now Sunday night. The systems are up and running after a good effort this weekend and the fact that our manager returned and was very helpful. What I was not expecting was that the community here would not only be understanding but would be sympathetic that we had to work the whole weekend.
I have been told that people here to not easily get upset at things like this. I was very encouraged to know that outside my door weren't hundreds of neighbors wanting my head on a pike, but instead they were gracious. I have a lot learn about living in a community like this, but it definitely is not what I was expecting. Perhaps I'm gunshy. I am used to a manager coming down hard, asking a ton of questions, and customers being irate. Here, people seemed gracious, sympathetic, and apologetic that we had to work the weekend, and our manager prayed we would have peace and told us not to worry about the situation.
Wow.
Crashes happen, it's part of the job, it's how you handle yourself during them, and how you recover from them that define your capabilities in this job.
WE had no way to recover.... we had no information on how the backups worked, and we didn't have the passwords to the servers we needed.
Saturday we worked a 13 hour day, and gave up. Sunday a manager returned from out of town and helped us and we worked 4 hours on a sunday.
During the entire weekend the network was down.
Here is the amazing part.
-the first reaction of everyone was to pray. We prayed when the server crashed, we prayed each time we went to fix something. I've never worked in that environment before.
-I was expecting that everyone would be mad, but instead people came by with cookies, and after the ordeal was over, people were emailing us thanking us for working the weekend, apologetic that we had to work sunday and saturday, and thanking us for the hard work....
I am honestly stunned.
We are receiving praise for having worked through the problem, which could easily have been avoided. I'm not sure that everyone realizes it could have been avoided.
But I am simply amazed at the way people are reacting to this. There is a lot of grace here. Honestly it is not like working in any place I have ever worked before. I have yet to be chewed out, repromanded, or asked to determine root cause. I haven't been called into meetings on how this can be avoided in the future, and I don't have a swarm of managers hounding me.
In fact what I do have is people asking me what my favorite "treat" is to thank me, and my manager telling them it's "chocolate" (he doesn't know me well enough to know I am not the largest chocolate fan but still the sentiment is appreciated).
It makes me feel very loved, sort of how I feel when I consider that Christ loved us knowing full well our sin. The people here have welcomed us, not shamed us or belittled us.
THAT is perhaps the biggest culture shock I've felt yet.
Don't get me wrong, I'm fairly certain people are perturbed. You can't please everyone all the time, but I'm very delighted to see that the majority of responses have been more positive than negative, which, to a man used to the negativity, it is a delightful change of pace.
My first week here we were told there would be a power outage due to construction and that we should take advantage of that time to doe some maintenance.
We did a solid 9 hours of work, and the servers were looking better, although we were nervous that we didn't have more than 2 work days to plan for the large project (which normally took a month's time back in the corporate world). Both of us new guys, being detail oriented felt that there were a LOT of unknowns going into this project and we would try our best to get the work done.
After 9 hours, we were satisfied that it wasn't our best work, but it was the best we could do given the circumstances of our situation, namely, that we couldn't run to a store and pick up parts that we needed, nor did we have an extraordinary time to plan.
It was time to turn on the servers.
THIS is when things went bad. We knew, if things would fail, it would be now.
The disk array would not power on. This disk array held all of the exchange information (newsgroups, email, etc) and all of the corporate data.
To set the scene, CTS does not support workstation backups, everyone is encouraged to put their data onto the network device. So when it is down, they can't work. But it gets backed up twice nightly. Plus, the entire center's communication takes place via email and newsgroups. Hardly any events can happen without an announcement on the boards.
The short version of the story is that we couldn't fix the problem and there was no one around to help us, and so now, the network is down.
One thing I had not anticipated was the utter feeling of letting everyone down. At best all of my neighbors and everyone I serve, are inconvenienced but understanding, at worst, they are all angry and confused because there is no way to notify everyone since we don't have the knowledge on how to post on the web site the announcement.
So, everyone knows it's down, by now they know it's our doing, and they don't know when it'll come back online.
I have had outages before, some costing the customer millions of dollars, but I have never felt so closely attached to an outage as I do now. My first impression could not have been worse if I personally took a hammer to each person's modem. And yet, it isn't the dent in my reputation that stings so much as the fact that I have let down all my neighbors when I was trying to lift them up.
God is on the throne. He is in command. I will learn my lessons from this set back, and proceed forth with more humility than I had before.
Well, it is now Sunday night. The systems are up and running after a good effort this weekend and the fact that our manager returned and was very helpful. What I was not expecting was that the community here would not only be understanding but would be sympathetic that we had to work the whole weekend.
I have been told that people here to not easily get upset at things like this. I was very encouraged to know that outside my door weren't hundreds of neighbors wanting my head on a pike, but instead they were gracious. I have a lot learn about living in a community like this, but it definitely is not what I was expecting. Perhaps I'm gunshy. I am used to a manager coming down hard, asking a ton of questions, and customers being irate. Here, people seemed gracious, sympathetic, and apologetic that we had to work the weekend, and our manager prayed we would have peace and told us not to worry about the situation.
Wow.
Crashes happen, it's part of the job, it's how you handle yourself during them, and how you recover from them that define your capabilities in this job.
WE had no way to recover.... we had no information on how the backups worked, and we didn't have the passwords to the servers we needed.
Saturday we worked a 13 hour day, and gave up. Sunday a manager returned from out of town and helped us and we worked 4 hours on a sunday.
During the entire weekend the network was down.
Here is the amazing part.
-the first reaction of everyone was to pray. We prayed when the server crashed, we prayed each time we went to fix something. I've never worked in that environment before.
-I was expecting that everyone would be mad, but instead people came by with cookies, and after the ordeal was over, people were emailing us thanking us for working the weekend, apologetic that we had to work sunday and saturday, and thanking us for the hard work....
I am honestly stunned.
We are receiving praise for having worked through the problem, which could easily have been avoided. I'm not sure that everyone realizes it could have been avoided.
But I am simply amazed at the way people are reacting to this. There is a lot of grace here. Honestly it is not like working in any place I have ever worked before. I have yet to be chewed out, repromanded, or asked to determine root cause. I haven't been called into meetings on how this can be avoided in the future, and I don't have a swarm of managers hounding me.
In fact what I do have is people asking me what my favorite "treat" is to thank me, and my manager telling them it's "chocolate" (he doesn't know me well enough to know I am not the largest chocolate fan but still the sentiment is appreciated).
It makes me feel very loved, sort of how I feel when I consider that Christ loved us knowing full well our sin. The people here have welcomed us, not shamed us or belittled us.
THAT is perhaps the biggest culture shock I've felt yet.
Don't get me wrong, I'm fairly certain people are perturbed. You can't please everyone all the time, but I'm very delighted to see that the majority of responses have been more positive than negative, which, to a man used to the negativity, it is a delightful change of pace.
4/13/2007
Friday
Tomorrow I (chad) will be working most of the Saturday on server issues. They are doing construction here on a new music building and need the power shut off. We are using that opportunity to bring down a rack of servers and do maintenance on them.
One of the pieces of maintenance is to blow the dust out of the machine. Dust is a large problem here for the longevity of electronic equipment. It seems odd to me because it rains here so much, but there is dust everywhere and it builds up quickly.
That is only one of the many things we'll be doing tomorrow. When I say "we" I mean me and the other "new guy" who started about 2 months ago. The experienced guys are off center this weekend, so it'll be a real trial by fire.
But, we're not freshman, we know what we're doing. It seemed a little funny to me that they turned over the keys so quickly to the new guy, but then again in a few weeks the two of us will be alone for quite a while as the experienced people head home for break.
So if you think about it, pray that things go well, as new guys, we strongly desire to serve people and do our best here so that everyone gains a level of trust in us. They have had the same support personnel for so long that we'll have our work cut out for us in building relationships.
God is great this is such a fun and adventurous job. I'll blog more on that later!
One of the pieces of maintenance is to blow the dust out of the machine. Dust is a large problem here for the longevity of electronic equipment. It seems odd to me because it rains here so much, but there is dust everywhere and it builds up quickly.
That is only one of the many things we'll be doing tomorrow. When I say "we" I mean me and the other "new guy" who started about 2 months ago. The experienced guys are off center this weekend, so it'll be a real trial by fire.
But, we're not freshman, we know what we're doing. It seemed a little funny to me that they turned over the keys so quickly to the new guy, but then again in a few weeks the two of us will be alone for quite a while as the experienced people head home for break.
So if you think about it, pray that things go well, as new guys, we strongly desire to serve people and do our best here so that everyone gains a level of trust in us. They have had the same support personnel for so long that we'll have our work cut out for us in building relationships.
God is great this is such a fun and adventurous job. I'll blog more on that later!
Friday
Tomorrow I (chad) will be working most of the Saturday on server issues. They are doing construction here on a new music building and need the power shut off. We are using that opportunity to bring down a rack of servers and do maintenance on them.
One of the pieces of maintenance is to blow the dust out of the machine. Dust is a large problem here for the longevity of electronic equipment. It seems odd to me because it rains here so much, but there is dust everywhere and it builds up quickly.
That is only one of the many things we'll be doing tomorrow. When I say "we" I mean me and the other "new guy" who started about 2 months ago. The experienced guys are off center this weekend, so it'll be a real trial by fire.
But, we're not freshman, we know what we're doing. It seemed a little funny to me that they turned over the keys so quickly to the new guy, but then again in a few weeks the two of us will be alone for quite a while as the experienced people head home for break.
So if you think about it, pray that things go well, as new guys, we strongly desire to serve people and do our best here so that everyone gains a level of trust in us. They have had the same support personnel for so long that we'll have our work cut out for us in building relationships.
God is great this is such a fun and adventurous job. I'll blog more on that later!
One of the pieces of maintenance is to blow the dust out of the machine. Dust is a large problem here for the longevity of electronic equipment. It seems odd to me because it rains here so much, but there is dust everywhere and it builds up quickly.
That is only one of the many things we'll be doing tomorrow. When I say "we" I mean me and the other "new guy" who started about 2 months ago. The experienced guys are off center this weekend, so it'll be a real trial by fire.
But, we're not freshman, we know what we're doing. It seemed a little funny to me that they turned over the keys so quickly to the new guy, but then again in a few weeks the two of us will be alone for quite a while as the experienced people head home for break.
So if you think about it, pray that things go well, as new guys, we strongly desire to serve people and do our best here so that everyone gains a level of trust in us. They have had the same support personnel for so long that we'll have our work cut out for us in building relationships.
God is great this is such a fun and adventurous job. I'll blog more on that later!
4/10/2007
Rattic
My apologies to the animal lovers out there, or to the squeamish. Don't read this posting.
One of the things we were warned about was creepy crawlies. For the most part you can keep them at bay here in the main center. Using roach bait, rat poison and traps, and ant spray you can keep much of the critters from showing themselves very often.
We do have a gecko that lives in our walls, that makes little chirping noises often. But he eats bugs so we like him.
And from time to time, we hear the pitter patter of rats in the attic. I'm told they come and go and it isn't a huge thing, but to keep it under control with traps.
So I set a trap up there a week ago.
I'm a very light sleeper. The entrance to the attic is in our bedroom.
So last night around midnight I was awakened by a SNAP..THUD..SCREAM... FLOP... and silence.
I had caught a RAT!
This morning I went to check the trap, ready to discard my prey, when I found he had escaped. There was a puddle of blood around the trap, no bigger than a silver dollar, and a blood streak off towards a whole in the attic screen.
In my head I imagined an injured rat, crawling to freedom, and years later, as a limping old rat with a cane, telling his great grandchildren about the time he escaped the TRAP!
One of the things we were warned about was creepy crawlies. For the most part you can keep them at bay here in the main center. Using roach bait, rat poison and traps, and ant spray you can keep much of the critters from showing themselves very often.
We do have a gecko that lives in our walls, that makes little chirping noises often. But he eats bugs so we like him.
And from time to time, we hear the pitter patter of rats in the attic. I'm told they come and go and it isn't a huge thing, but to keep it under control with traps.
So I set a trap up there a week ago.
I'm a very light sleeper. The entrance to the attic is in our bedroom.
So last night around midnight I was awakened by a SNAP..THUD..SCREAM... FLOP... and silence.
I had caught a RAT!
This morning I went to check the trap, ready to discard my prey, when I found he had escaped. There was a puddle of blood around the trap, no bigger than a silver dollar, and a blood streak off towards a whole in the attic screen.
In my head I imagined an injured rat, crawling to freedom, and years later, as a limping old rat with a cane, telling his great grandchildren about the time he escaped the TRAP!
4/07/2007
EASTER!
We have celebrated Easter!
here are some pictures.
We celebrated by attending a Good Friday service and on Sunday morning, a Pidgin service. We took communion there. Then we had an easter egg hunt, and lunch with friends!
Oddly enough, it didn't feel odd not wearing a tie on easter. (-;
Christ is Risen!
We spent a lot of time talking to the kids about the Easter story, and it is such an encouraging thing when your kids respond to you understanding more than you had anticipated. In fact they knew the story so well, we added another level of detail, including the names of the high priest, of the roman authority, etc, to make the story still seem new.
There is something incredible about talking to your children when you realize they truly understand something. And to understand the things of the Lord is above all.
They know that Christ is RISEN!
Happy EASTER!
here are some pictures.
We celebrated by attending a Good Friday service and on Sunday morning, a Pidgin service. We took communion there. Then we had an easter egg hunt, and lunch with friends!
Oddly enough, it didn't feel odd not wearing a tie on easter. (-;
Christ is Risen!
We spent a lot of time talking to the kids about the Easter story, and it is such an encouraging thing when your kids respond to you understanding more than you had anticipated. In fact they knew the story so well, we added another level of detail, including the names of the high priest, of the roman authority, etc, to make the story still seem new.
There is something incredible about talking to your children when you realize they truly understand something. And to understand the things of the Lord is above all.
They know that Christ is RISEN!
Happy EASTER!
4/05/2007
Chopping...
We had communion this morning and attended a service that was a very good study laying a foundation explaining why Christ had to bear what he bore.
Afterwards we all went home, and from the beautiful veranda in back I began to tell the kids the story of Christ on good friday. They had heard it before but I tell it different each time.
Today I took the perspective of wood. They sat on wooden chairs, and wood comes from trees, and the cross was made of wood.
As we spoke, I saw a few men with axes approach the grove of bamboo trees beyond the fence in our back yard. They were many meters away, but I knew they intended to cut down a tree.
The owner of the house specifically mentioned to refuse to allow people to do this. So I watched and they left.
After the story was over, and after we ate lunch, they returned.. with the axe.
It is at these moments that I truly desire to understand Tok Pisin better. It's my own fault, I bucked convention and came here prior to attending POC which is where most folks learn the language well.
Today I had to fend off a strawberry salesman, with very limited pidgin, and also I had to talk some men out of chopping down the bamboo trees that are jsut beyond our back yard.
My pidgin is so bad, but I got the idea across.... DON'T CUT THOSE DOWN!
After much debating, they said something I didn't understand, but hand motions indicated he wanted to chop down one, I kept saying no... no...
and he left after tearing down a single branch...
now that I look at it, it very well might have been he was after sugar cane. I can't tell.
That's twice today I had to tell a national he couldn't do something. And to be honest I'm not exactly sure what they're trying to do. It is a challenge to figure out the right thing to do, but I'm confident that we'll learn the language and figure things out soon.
Afterwards we all went home, and from the beautiful veranda in back I began to tell the kids the story of Christ on good friday. They had heard it before but I tell it different each time.
Today I took the perspective of wood. They sat on wooden chairs, and wood comes from trees, and the cross was made of wood.
As we spoke, I saw a few men with axes approach the grove of bamboo trees beyond the fence in our back yard. They were many meters away, but I knew they intended to cut down a tree.
The owner of the house specifically mentioned to refuse to allow people to do this. So I watched and they left.
After the story was over, and after we ate lunch, they returned.. with the axe.
It is at these moments that I truly desire to understand Tok Pisin better. It's my own fault, I bucked convention and came here prior to attending POC which is where most folks learn the language well.
Today I had to fend off a strawberry salesman, with very limited pidgin, and also I had to talk some men out of chopping down the bamboo trees that are jsut beyond our back yard.
My pidgin is so bad, but I got the idea across.... DON'T CUT THOSE DOWN!
After much debating, they said something I didn't understand, but hand motions indicated he wanted to chop down one, I kept saying no... no...
and he left after tearing down a single branch...
now that I look at it, it very well might have been he was after sugar cane. I can't tell.
That's twice today I had to tell a national he couldn't do something. And to be honest I'm not exactly sure what they're trying to do. It is a challenge to figure out the right thing to do, but I'm confident that we'll learn the language and figure things out soon.
Good Friday
Good friday is a national holiday here. Today I went into town to get my driver's license but they were closed because it was the day BEFORE a holiday and they left early. (-;
So we walked through a thrift shop and I again was looked at and laughed at. I'm feeling a lot less "white" and more like a GIANT than anything here. It's sort of fun, sort of comical. I am used to folks acknowledging my size I'm jsut not used to them giggling. I saw a few people do that "hey... come here, LOOK AT THIS GUY!" thing to their friends.
I bought my second newspaper to learn what is going on in the country, and finally we found a place that would sell a Pidgin Bible.
SO.. here it is, fresh from Kainantu (the nearest town)
Jon 3:16
"God i gat wanpela Pikinini tasol i stap. Tasol God i laikim tumas olgeta manmeri bilong graun, olsem na em i givin dispela wanpela Pikinini long ol. Em i mekim olsem bilong olgeta manmeri i bilip long em ol i no ken lus. Nogat. Bai ol i kisim laip i stap gut oltaim oltaim."
i sounds like "ee"
o sounds like "oh"
a sounds like "ah"
ai sounds like "I"
For more you can go to www.tokpisin.org
So we walked through a thrift shop and I again was looked at and laughed at. I'm feeling a lot less "white" and more like a GIANT than anything here. It's sort of fun, sort of comical. I am used to folks acknowledging my size I'm jsut not used to them giggling. I saw a few people do that "hey... come here, LOOK AT THIS GUY!" thing to their friends.
I bought my second newspaper to learn what is going on in the country, and finally we found a place that would sell a Pidgin Bible.
SO.. here it is, fresh from Kainantu (the nearest town)
Jon 3:16
"God i gat wanpela Pikinini tasol i stap. Tasol God i laikim tumas olgeta manmeri bilong graun, olsem na em i givin dispela wanpela Pikinini long ol. Em i mekim olsem bilong olgeta manmeri i bilip long em ol i no ken lus. Nogat. Bai ol i kisim laip i stap gut oltaim oltaim."
i sounds like "ee"
o sounds like "oh"
a sounds like "ah"
ai sounds like "I"
For more you can go to www.tokpisin.org
4/03/2007
Basketball
My daughter and I had the afternoon at home together today and I was hoping for some good father daughter time. We went outside to climb a tree (I would watch, lift, and catch according to her plan) when I noticed about 7 school age Papua New Guinean children sitting very near our front yard.
I asked my daughter "would you like to see if they want to play? Why don't you go get the basketball."
Part of my desire for my kids to learn Tok Pisin is that they spend time with non-english speaking national children, and make friends.
Before long they were very quietly and haphazardly playing basketball. So I wandered over, got them in line, and each one got a turn. They were really good! Everyone got at least 5 baskets each, and before too long there were smiles and people were starting to get comfortable.
So I decided to step back and disappear (read - watch from indoors).
Soon my daughter felt comfortable enough to invite them to the sandbox, and the swing.
I knew it wouldn't take long before she was organizing them and they were all chattering and having fun.
She ran in a moment ago to get snacks for them (in the form of bananas).
As I look out now, I hear them all talking, and my daughter instructing them as they sit inside the sandbox together. I think she has assigned them all numbers and they are taking turns building things. I'm not sure. But they seem to be having fun, and my daughter seems to have shed her momentary shyness.
I asked my daughter "would you like to see if they want to play? Why don't you go get the basketball."
Part of my desire for my kids to learn Tok Pisin is that they spend time with non-english speaking national children, and make friends.
Before long they were very quietly and haphazardly playing basketball. So I wandered over, got them in line, and each one got a turn. They were really good! Everyone got at least 5 baskets each, and before too long there were smiles and people were starting to get comfortable.
So I decided to step back and disappear (read - watch from indoors).
Soon my daughter felt comfortable enough to invite them to the sandbox, and the swing.
I knew it wouldn't take long before she was organizing them and they were all chattering and having fun.
She ran in a moment ago to get snacks for them (in the form of bananas).
As I look out now, I hear them all talking, and my daughter instructing them as they sit inside the sandbox together. I think she has assigned them all numbers and they are taking turns building things. I'm not sure. But they seem to be having fun, and my daughter seems to have shed her momentary shyness.
3/31/2007
Royalty
God works in royal ways. I believe He desires glory and therefore does things in ways that shout "I did this." He isn't satisfied being confused with coincidence or luck, He wants us to know He has done a good work. And when we foster our relationship with Him in such a way that we have eyes to see it, it is a wonderful thing, and a wonderful relationship builder.
A week ago I read "God's Smuggler" this book had countless examples of God asking a man to do something, the man turning to Him and saying "okay" and then stepping out wondering how God would provide.
For some time now my wife and I have had a prayer request which we will keep confidential. Months ago I released the burden on my heart to God in prayer and decided to let Him handle it. After all He can do a better job.
You'd be surprised how bold you can be in prayer. Sometimes part of believes that God would not answer such a bold prayer. That it would seem impossible what we want done. And yet, God seems to like these prayers the most. We have seen many examples of God saying "watch what I'm gonna do!"
It is incredibly reassuring to know that God does these things despite and without us. Because there is no temptation for pride, and upon seeing the work done, all inspiration for humility.
A week ago God moved in my heart to step out in faith again. Generosity is a new area of my heart that God is infiltrating. I considered myself a generous man until I ran smack into the type of generosity God intended for me.
In my quiet time, God put it on my heart to "go out on a limb, trust me" with something I felt too huge. The temptation to avoid doing this thing.
So I wrestled in my head. "Is this a figment of my imagination?" After praying against the enemy from clouding my judgment, I realized that such generosity does not come from me it was from God." I went to my wife and said,
"Honey, we gotta do this thing." (which I am keeping confidential)
she shrugged and said, "okay."
We went ahead and did the thing God asked us to, trusting He knew why and knowing we may never make sense of our actions.
1 week later a new situation came up. There is a vehicle on center for sale. I did my due research and found out the condition of the vehicle, and wasn't sure if I truly wanted a vehicle because I do want to get accustomed to walking. I did not feel confident in the vehicle for sale.
As I was discussing vehicles with a neighbor, he said "you see that Trooper that jsut drove by, the owners are leaving soon, they might sell."
So I walked to the owner's house and discussed his vehicle with him.
He said, "I was about to list it, but if you want it, make me an offer. Go home and pray about it and tell me in a few days." He gave me a range which was beyond our budget for a car.
So we again went to God in prayer "God give us confidence about a vehicle, and if you want us to offer more than we have budgeted, please provide more money in the next couple of days."
GOD works in ROYAL ways.
Less than 24 hours later, we got an answer.
We got an answer that not only gave us more money for the car, thus providing an exact amount we should offer, BUT also the answer included an answer to that prayer so many months ago, as well as answering the recent stepping out in faith we did on God's prompting.
In 1 moment, God answered 3 prayers. One less than a day old. One a week old, and one months old.
God does things in ROYAL ways.
I am not surprised, but I am always amazed. God touched my heart deeply this morning and showed us we are in His care. And that, is a great place to be!
We are not worthy of the constant encouragement God is to us. This personal relationship, as our Father He tells us we are worthy to be His children. He is lavishing on us encouragement right now, and our hearts are bursting from it.
With that we walked into the Tok Pisin service for church this morning. And while we barely understood the worship songs, our hearts sang out. We may not know the idioms and the context but we know what it means when people unite to sing:
Jisas em i Bigpela
Jisas numbawan.
A week ago I read "God's Smuggler" this book had countless examples of God asking a man to do something, the man turning to Him and saying "okay" and then stepping out wondering how God would provide.
For some time now my wife and I have had a prayer request which we will keep confidential. Months ago I released the burden on my heart to God in prayer and decided to let Him handle it. After all He can do a better job.
You'd be surprised how bold you can be in prayer. Sometimes part of believes that God would not answer such a bold prayer. That it would seem impossible what we want done. And yet, God seems to like these prayers the most. We have seen many examples of God saying "watch what I'm gonna do!"
It is incredibly reassuring to know that God does these things despite and without us. Because there is no temptation for pride, and upon seeing the work done, all inspiration for humility.
A week ago God moved in my heart to step out in faith again. Generosity is a new area of my heart that God is infiltrating. I considered myself a generous man until I ran smack into the type of generosity God intended for me.
In my quiet time, God put it on my heart to "go out on a limb, trust me" with something I felt too huge. The temptation to avoid doing this thing.
So I wrestled in my head. "Is this a figment of my imagination?" After praying against the enemy from clouding my judgment, I realized that such generosity does not come from me it was from God." I went to my wife and said,
"Honey, we gotta do this thing." (which I am keeping confidential)
she shrugged and said, "okay."
We went ahead and did the thing God asked us to, trusting He knew why and knowing we may never make sense of our actions.
1 week later a new situation came up. There is a vehicle on center for sale. I did my due research and found out the condition of the vehicle, and wasn't sure if I truly wanted a vehicle because I do want to get accustomed to walking. I did not feel confident in the vehicle for sale.
As I was discussing vehicles with a neighbor, he said "you see that Trooper that jsut drove by, the owners are leaving soon, they might sell."
So I walked to the owner's house and discussed his vehicle with him.
He said, "I was about to list it, but if you want it, make me an offer. Go home and pray about it and tell me in a few days." He gave me a range which was beyond our budget for a car.
So we again went to God in prayer "God give us confidence about a vehicle, and if you want us to offer more than we have budgeted, please provide more money in the next couple of days."
GOD works in ROYAL ways.
Less than 24 hours later, we got an answer.
We got an answer that not only gave us more money for the car, thus providing an exact amount we should offer, BUT also the answer included an answer to that prayer so many months ago, as well as answering the recent stepping out in faith we did on God's prompting.
In 1 moment, God answered 3 prayers. One less than a day old. One a week old, and one months old.
God does things in ROYAL ways.
I am not surprised, but I am always amazed. God touched my heart deeply this morning and showed us we are in His care. And that, is a great place to be!
We are not worthy of the constant encouragement God is to us. This personal relationship, as our Father He tells us we are worthy to be His children. He is lavishing on us encouragement right now, and our hearts are bursting from it.
With that we walked into the Tok Pisin service for church this morning. And while we barely understood the worship songs, our hearts sang out. We may not know the idioms and the context but we know what it means when people unite to sing:
Jisas em i Bigpela
Jisas numbawan.
3/30/2007
Making a friend
today, I had around an hour conversation with a Papua New Guinean man. He learned english in the states, and everyone I've spoken to about him say he's a good man and his family is a good family. He is trustworthy and he works on center.
We talked about his family, his history, how he met Christ, we talked about his children and about different things. It was great!
I was able to ask him some of the cultural questions we have and he offered good advice as well as some key phrases to say. He was able to warn me of certain things, and I thank God that He sent this man into our lives.
We are pretty excited that we have had such an early chance to create a relationship across cultures that has the promise of being a good sound friendship over time.
It was interesting because as usual I may have been over thinking the situation.
I have been told that papua new guineans will tell you things through stories.
Well the situation is he is sitting on our veranda, my wife had served fresh baked cookies, and I had poured us some cool water to relax and talk after he had spent hours mowing our yard (yes it's that big).
I have been told two things;
1 - if you serve snacks to nationals, if they like it, they will eat a lot. I have always found that endearing.
2 - Americans prefer food sweeter than other nationalities.
So it was interesting to watch him eat the first cookie very slowly, but then, proceed to eat nearly half a dozen.
Now he's talking a lot and I'm not wanting to interrupt. So I didn't leave to get more water, but I'm thinking "after that many cookies this guy HAS to be thirsty"
Soon he's telling me a story and the phrase "cool water" keeps coming up in the story. I'm thinking in my head "well it may mean nothing, but I'm going to serve him more water." I offered more and he thanked me.
A while later, I hadn't paid him yet, and I realized I was exerting control over this conversation because he may not be willing to ask me for payment. Soon a story comes up about how he was paid at this job, and how this other job paid him, and how he saved his money as a young child. The idea of money kept coming up, so, I went inside and got the money, and offered it to him, and he accepted.
We talked for another half hour, but he was free to go whenever he chose. Soon he said he had to go home and work in the garden.
It was an incredibly encouraging time. And I thank God for this budding relationship!
We talked about his family, his history, how he met Christ, we talked about his children and about different things. It was great!
I was able to ask him some of the cultural questions we have and he offered good advice as well as some key phrases to say. He was able to warn me of certain things, and I thank God that He sent this man into our lives.
We are pretty excited that we have had such an early chance to create a relationship across cultures that has the promise of being a good sound friendship over time.
It was interesting because as usual I may have been over thinking the situation.
I have been told that papua new guineans will tell you things through stories.
Well the situation is he is sitting on our veranda, my wife had served fresh baked cookies, and I had poured us some cool water to relax and talk after he had spent hours mowing our yard (yes it's that big).
I have been told two things;
1 - if you serve snacks to nationals, if they like it, they will eat a lot. I have always found that endearing.
2 - Americans prefer food sweeter than other nationalities.
So it was interesting to watch him eat the first cookie very slowly, but then, proceed to eat nearly half a dozen.
Now he's talking a lot and I'm not wanting to interrupt. So I didn't leave to get more water, but I'm thinking "after that many cookies this guy HAS to be thirsty"
Soon he's telling me a story and the phrase "cool water" keeps coming up in the story. I'm thinking in my head "well it may mean nothing, but I'm going to serve him more water." I offered more and he thanked me.
A while later, I hadn't paid him yet, and I realized I was exerting control over this conversation because he may not be willing to ask me for payment. Soon a story comes up about how he was paid at this job, and how this other job paid him, and how he saved his money as a young child. The idea of money kept coming up, so, I went inside and got the money, and offered it to him, and he accepted.
We talked for another half hour, but he was free to go whenever he chose. Soon he said he had to go home and work in the garden.
It was an incredibly encouraging time. And I thank God for this budding relationship!
Suspending Judgment
We're taught to not get upset by things at what they might seem like at first, and to pause, and research what is really going on.
Today for the third time, a man came to our door offering us a gift of strawberries and looking for work.
"yu nogat wok?"
This man had been employed by the owners of our house and let go because while he was supposed to be working, he was off doing other things, and the owner caught him. So now that we're in town he is trying to get rehired, thinking we don't know his history.
So we keep telling him we don't have work for him, and he keeps returning.
Today, my wife told him that she didn't have work and that he should leave, her husband wasn't home. She said this because she didn't know how in pidgin to say I was unavailable. 25 minutes after she left, I looked out the window to see him wandering the yard with a bucket. I said hello to him, and instantly thought he might be stealing fruit.
Now I remember a story in our training about a whiteskin thinking a local was stealing fruit and so I paused, and didn't let myself get upset.
I later went to a friend and asked about it, and it turns out, he was not taking fruit but more likely trying to get a view of what work needed to be done so he could return and offer to do it.
This is part of our adaptation to this place. We need to know how to wisely handle relationships so that we are not painted as gullible. If we get marked as gullible, we will have many problems.
Thus far God has provided us good council in the folks that we've met here and have seemingly given us the wise thing to do only hours before we actually need it.
God is providing for us so that we can minister to the folks around us and begin making healthy relationships, while at the same time, avoiding the pitfalls that come with the territory.
I would be akin to us warning people coming to America about door to door magazine salesman I suppose. It is relatively harmless, but there is a wise thing to do and a not-as-wise thing to do.
Today for the third time, a man came to our door offering us a gift of strawberries and looking for work.
"yu nogat wok?"
This man had been employed by the owners of our house and let go because while he was supposed to be working, he was off doing other things, and the owner caught him. So now that we're in town he is trying to get rehired, thinking we don't know his history.
So we keep telling him we don't have work for him, and he keeps returning.
Today, my wife told him that she didn't have work and that he should leave, her husband wasn't home. She said this because she didn't know how in pidgin to say I was unavailable. 25 minutes after she left, I looked out the window to see him wandering the yard with a bucket. I said hello to him, and instantly thought he might be stealing fruit.
Now I remember a story in our training about a whiteskin thinking a local was stealing fruit and so I paused, and didn't let myself get upset.
I later went to a friend and asked about it, and it turns out, he was not taking fruit but more likely trying to get a view of what work needed to be done so he could return and offer to do it.
This is part of our adaptation to this place. We need to know how to wisely handle relationships so that we are not painted as gullible. If we get marked as gullible, we will have many problems.
Thus far God has provided us good council in the folks that we've met here and have seemingly given us the wise thing to do only hours before we actually need it.
God is providing for us so that we can minister to the folks around us and begin making healthy relationships, while at the same time, avoiding the pitfalls that come with the territory.
I would be akin to us warning people coming to America about door to door magazine salesman I suppose. It is relatively harmless, but there is a wise thing to do and a not-as-wise thing to do.
3/28/2007
Lae in a Day
March 28
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Lae in a day. Our friends decided they would treat us to a trademark "Lae in a day" trip. This trip is about supplies. (But also, it was about showing us around.) Finding things you either can't find on center or can find much more affordably. The store on center is amply stocked for necessity and some niceties but it goes in cycles and things that might be there one day, may not be available the next. They receive containers of supplies that come mostly from Lae on trucks.
The road to Lae (sounds like a Bob and Bing movie) took 3 hours one way. This is less because of distance and more the condition of the road. There are at times potholes scattered across the entire width of the near-two lane road. Maneuvering around the potholes involves weaving all over the road and sometimes off.
Not only are the potholes a hazard that you best see coming so you can hit the brakes, but they are a cause of a whole different type of driving in this country. If you are behind a vehicle, you can't see the upcoming potholes. T hey may brake suddenly. If you try to pass said vehicle, at the same time they try to swerve to avoid a pothole, that's a bad situation. So you liberally use the horn to let them know you intend to pass.
Using the horn is not rude in this country.
Intersection stops. They don't have them really. They have roundabouts, which are a fun little way of managing an intersection because you don't have to stop, you simply have to yield and merge.
What other hazards are there? People, dogs, pigs, oncoming traffic, bridges, mudslides and more. Don't forget, as they always said about Ginger Rogers, she had to do everything Fred did, but backwards, and in heals. All of this driving is on the other side of the road, and the driver is on the other side of the car. (although someone once told me it's because they always like the driver to be in the center of the road)
So you can imagine, that Lae in a day involved 3 hours TO Lae, shopping all day, then 3 hours back. The driver, needs his wits about him at all times, and his reflexes. It's a long day for the driver, it's a long day for everyone.
Wisely, we start each trip by putting the vehicle, our safety and the trip in God's hands in prayer. I would like to spend a moment on the issue of prayer. Until the last few years, I did not consider prayer a survival skill. I considered prayer as a means to get to know God, to express to God, but I was completely aware that God is sovereign and anything could happen. Recent years have taught me that, yes that is true, but prayer should also be very much your first instinct in any situation. Personally, I think God enjoys blessing His people by answering their prayers.
So you may think "okay they prayed, but still they could break down." Yes we could. And folks have. That doesn't mean God doesn't answer prayer. But what it does do is provide a new way that God can show you His provision. One such example is that a friend told us a story that he broke down a while back, and two complete strangers, nationals, came up along side him and said "we'll stay here to protect you until you are done with your repairs". And they did, sacrificing their entire day's plans to stay with him. This is unheard of. This is God's provision.
It is perhaps what is most addictive to me about serving God. Complete reliance on Him and watching Him arrive and supply. It never gets old. I see miracles daily. I see God's hand move! I see people touched by Him and lives changed. I see His love for us.
As we embark we remember, each interface we have with the people in this country is the making a reputation, for both our organization and for God. So we remain polite, no matter how tired we are, we speak in love, no matter how long the lines are taking. It isn't hard to remember you're a witness when because of your skin, you stand out. In many ways here, you stand out, and it is a good discipline to remember that you are an example of Christ to those around you. And really, we aren't here to go shopping, we are here to serve and share Christ. I was encouraged to see people take this seriously today as each interface they had with people was shedding light, speaking truth, being encouraging, and being polite to people.
Some highlights are the road conditions seem to be improving over time. Two years ago much of the road wasn't paved as it is now. Also, a highlight is "Big Rooster" which is much like a KFC, and is something you can pickup on the way home for a treat.
You'd be surprised what you can get in country. I saw an xbox 360. It was selling for near a thousand dollars, but it was there.
The countryside is beautiful! Have you ever seen cockatoos flying in the wild? We have.
I apparently am my own form of entertainment for the nationals. Inside stores, people were hiding behind displays and staring at me, turning away when I made eye contact. One cashier lady huddled with three other cashiers and were apparently watching me and giggling. I turned over as I stretched and caught their eye, they started laughing out loud so much that they turned and covered their faces with a clipboard. They didn't want me to see them laughing at me.
I haven't seen that kind of reaction since high school. Wait, who am I kidding, I never saw that in high school.
I am large and I am white. It's like MTV to the nationals I guess. I wonder what would happen if I brought my banjo and started playing in the middle of town.
The trip was enjoyable. Our big purchase of the day was some mosquito repelling devices to hopefully reduce the amounts of bites the kids get. I had them count their bites today. 19 each. I rounded out to around 12.
God blessed us today with the energy and the safety it took to pull the trip off.
Our kids, were taken care of by some neighbors and had an excellent day. They made friends, beaded necklaces, and painted toenails, etc. It was a great answer to prayer because we wanted them to start making closer friends and it sounds like they did.
Besides the people watching, the comfort of knowing that there are items available to us, the good fellowship and the experience of being monitored.... this day was exciting to me because I got to use some Tok Pisin.
I've studied the vowel sounds of Tok Pisin so I able to read signs and practice pronouncing them in my head.
-isi- isn't "issy" it's "EE SEE"
Our guides would talk pidgin to people and then I would try to repeat what they said later.
For example.
We were looking for some erasers that go on top of pencils for a friend.
My host was talking to the person trying to explain and then later when I was in a store I tried the same tack.
I don't know pidgin, but I could remember much of what he said, and so while I'm sure I sounded like a child's language level, I said,
"Mi laik kissim eraser go long top long pencil"
which is a hodge podge but pidgin doesn't have a lot of words for things... but the clerk understood me. THAT was fulfilling.
Then later, I said
"Mi hamamas long mitim youpela" -I think this means "I'm happy to meet you all."
So, for me, I got to utter a few phrases that I have no idea if they are right, but I was constructing enough of it that people understood me. So there is much less the sense of panic when trying to communicate.
I'm rather sure that people will be talking about the very large white man who spoke like a little baby for a few days yet.
----
Lae in a day. Our friends decided they would treat us to a trademark "Lae in a day" trip. This trip is about supplies. (But also, it was about showing us around.) Finding things you either can't find on center or can find much more affordably. The store on center is amply stocked for necessity and some niceties but it goes in cycles and things that might be there one day, may not be available the next. They receive containers of supplies that come mostly from Lae on trucks.
The road to Lae (sounds like a Bob and Bing movie) took 3 hours one way. This is less because of distance and more the condition of the road. There are at times potholes scattered across the entire width of the near-two lane road. Maneuvering around the potholes involves weaving all over the road and sometimes off.
Not only are the potholes a hazard that you best see coming so you can hit the brakes, but they are a cause of a whole different type of driving in this country. If you are behind a vehicle, you can't see the upcoming potholes. T hey may brake suddenly. If you try to pass said vehicle, at the same time they try to swerve to avoid a pothole, that's a bad situation. So you liberally use the horn to let them know you intend to pass.
Using the horn is not rude in this country.
Intersection stops. They don't have them really. They have roundabouts, which are a fun little way of managing an intersection because you don't have to stop, you simply have to yield and merge.
What other hazards are there? People, dogs, pigs, oncoming traffic, bridges, mudslides and more. Don't forget, as they always said about Ginger Rogers, she had to do everything Fred did, but backwards, and in heals. All of this driving is on the other side of the road, and the driver is on the other side of the car. (although someone once told me it's because they always like the driver to be in the center of the road)
So you can imagine, that Lae in a day involved 3 hours TO Lae, shopping all day, then 3 hours back. The driver, needs his wits about him at all times, and his reflexes. It's a long day for the driver, it's a long day for everyone.
Wisely, we start each trip by putting the vehicle, our safety and the trip in God's hands in prayer. I would like to spend a moment on the issue of prayer. Until the last few years, I did not consider prayer a survival skill. I considered prayer as a means to get to know God, to express to God, but I was completely aware that God is sovereign and anything could happen. Recent years have taught me that, yes that is true, but prayer should also be very much your first instinct in any situation. Personally, I think God enjoys blessing His people by answering their prayers.
So you may think "okay they prayed, but still they could break down." Yes we could. And folks have. That doesn't mean God doesn't answer prayer. But what it does do is provide a new way that God can show you His provision. One such example is that a friend told us a story that he broke down a while back, and two complete strangers, nationals, came up along side him and said "we'll stay here to protect you until you are done with your repairs". And they did, sacrificing their entire day's plans to stay with him. This is unheard of. This is God's provision.
It is perhaps what is most addictive to me about serving God. Complete reliance on Him and watching Him arrive and supply. It never gets old. I see miracles daily. I see God's hand move! I see people touched by Him and lives changed. I see His love for us.
As we embark we remember, each interface we have with the people in this country is the making a reputation, for both our organization and for God. So we remain polite, no matter how tired we are, we speak in love, no matter how long the lines are taking. It isn't hard to remember you're a witness when because of your skin, you stand out. In many ways here, you stand out, and it is a good discipline to remember that you are an example of Christ to those around you. And really, we aren't here to go shopping, we are here to serve and share Christ. I was encouraged to see people take this seriously today as each interface they had with people was shedding light, speaking truth, being encouraging, and being polite to people.
Some highlights are the road conditions seem to be improving over time. Two years ago much of the road wasn't paved as it is now. Also, a highlight is "Big Rooster" which is much like a KFC, and is something you can pickup on the way home for a treat.
You'd be surprised what you can get in country. I saw an xbox 360. It was selling for near a thousand dollars, but it was there.
The countryside is beautiful! Have you ever seen cockatoos flying in the wild? We have.
I apparently am my own form of entertainment for the nationals. Inside stores, people were hiding behind displays and staring at me, turning away when I made eye contact. One cashier lady huddled with three other cashiers and were apparently watching me and giggling. I turned over as I stretched and caught their eye, they started laughing out loud so much that they turned and covered their faces with a clipboard. They didn't want me to see them laughing at me.
I haven't seen that kind of reaction since high school. Wait, who am I kidding, I never saw that in high school.
I am large and I am white. It's like MTV to the nationals I guess. I wonder what would happen if I brought my banjo and started playing in the middle of town.
The trip was enjoyable. Our big purchase of the day was some mosquito repelling devices to hopefully reduce the amounts of bites the kids get. I had them count their bites today. 19 each. I rounded out to around 12.
God blessed us today with the energy and the safety it took to pull the trip off.
Our kids, were taken care of by some neighbors and had an excellent day. They made friends, beaded necklaces, and painted toenails, etc. It was a great answer to prayer because we wanted them to start making closer friends and it sounds like they did.
Besides the people watching, the comfort of knowing that there are items available to us, the good fellowship and the experience of being monitored.... this day was exciting to me because I got to use some Tok Pisin.
I've studied the vowel sounds of Tok Pisin so I able to read signs and practice pronouncing them in my head.
-isi- isn't "issy" it's "EE SEE"
Our guides would talk pidgin to people and then I would try to repeat what they said later.
For example.
We were looking for some erasers that go on top of pencils for a friend.
My host was talking to the person trying to explain and then later when I was in a store I tried the same tack.
I don't know pidgin, but I could remember much of what he said, and so while I'm sure I sounded like a child's language level, I said,
"Mi laik kissim eraser go long top long pencil"
which is a hodge podge but pidgin doesn't have a lot of words for things... but the clerk understood me. THAT was fulfilling.
Then later, I said
"Mi hamamas long mitim youpela" -I think this means "I'm happy to meet you all."
So, for me, I got to utter a few phrases that I have no idea if they are right, but I was constructing enough of it that people understood me. So there is much less the sense of panic when trying to communicate.
I'm rather sure that people will be talking about the very large white man who spoke like a little baby for a few days yet.
3/25/2007
Conversions and Conversations
We're learning to adapt to daily life here. There are a lot of conversions to do in the head. Pounds to kilos, dollars to kina, 110v to 220v, english to pidgin or even english to english.
It is an interesting exercise in humility when you're talking to people who live here and you can't speak their language, and you so badly want to communicate.
There are nationals all around. They live near us, they walk with us, they work with us. As you would expect the nationals on center are mostly believers because they've been around missionaries.
Today I met a few more that will be co-workers with me. One man said "I know about solar energy, so if you have questions you need answers to, I can help you."
I said, "yes I have a solar need. I need more sun to heat my water."
Everyone laughed instantly. I'm glad my sense of humor translates. He responded "that problem, I'll leave up to God."
The next thing I knew, we were talking about God and about how they are learning in their spiritual training class that there are ten things about themselves they can not change.
Not two minutes into talking to these men, we were having a spiritual conversation! How exciting that is for me.
We have been taught that many nations have spiritual matters on the mind and love to discuss these things, that opportunities to bring up Christ are endless. To experience it was so encouraging because it means that Christ translates, and we can talk about Him on deep levels across language and cultural borders.
God will minister to us through these relationships I know. It is an interesting and humbling position to be in knowing we are guests, we've come to help, but we are guests-in-learning.
That is our attitude. We are here to learn, and to serve, and to rely on God to show us how and provide the path.
HERE is a list of food my daughter has put together that she has found in PNG:
"a list of foods in paupa new guinea" (not edited)
1. Papia
2. Pineapple
3. Oranges
4. bananas
5. carrots
6. cucumber
7. noodles
8. sweet patatoes
9. bisckits
10. crocidle
11. mints/ground beef [mince=ground beef]
12. twistes/cheese chicken, pizza, barbucae
13. cabage
14. onions
15. eggs
16. cheese
17. bread
18. cinomon roll
19. nuts
20. m&m's
21. gopstopers/everlasting
22. giant snicker bar 1 more left
23. ice cream
24. ice cream cones
25. breakfast cereals
26. yogurt
27. fanta soda
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This is the list of food items my daughter wrote down as we visited the store.
So far the dishes we've eaten here are:
tacos
spaghetti w/meat sauce
cranberry chicken w/rice and sweet potato a grautin
fried bologne and cheese sandwiches
and a few others...
but tonight... tonight is PIZZA NIGHT!
the high schoolers were doing a fund raiser and we bought some pizza for k10. (10 kina)
My son is VERY excited. We'll put them in the oven in a bit. and while technically it's monday for us here, back in CA it's Sunday so we still got our traditional pizza night in. (-;
One of the things we did to get the kids excited about trying new foods was we picked up some local snacks and daily at 3pm they vote on which one they will try and if everyone likes it, we pin the wrapper to the corkboard.
It's been fun to see who likes what and how they respond. So far, the two family favorites are:
2 minute noodles (like Top Ramen only better)
Cheese twisties
Kumul coconut biscuit
pineapple from the garden
Take Care and God bless!
It is an interesting exercise in humility when you're talking to people who live here and you can't speak their language, and you so badly want to communicate.
There are nationals all around. They live near us, they walk with us, they work with us. As you would expect the nationals on center are mostly believers because they've been around missionaries.
Today I met a few more that will be co-workers with me. One man said "I know about solar energy, so if you have questions you need answers to, I can help you."
I said, "yes I have a solar need. I need more sun to heat my water."
Everyone laughed instantly. I'm glad my sense of humor translates. He responded "that problem, I'll leave up to God."
The next thing I knew, we were talking about God and about how they are learning in their spiritual training class that there are ten things about themselves they can not change.
Not two minutes into talking to these men, we were having a spiritual conversation! How exciting that is for me.
We have been taught that many nations have spiritual matters on the mind and love to discuss these things, that opportunities to bring up Christ are endless. To experience it was so encouraging because it means that Christ translates, and we can talk about Him on deep levels across language and cultural borders.
God will minister to us through these relationships I know. It is an interesting and humbling position to be in knowing we are guests, we've come to help, but we are guests-in-learning.
That is our attitude. We are here to learn, and to serve, and to rely on God to show us how and provide the path.
HERE is a list of food my daughter has put together that she has found in PNG:
"a list of foods in paupa new guinea" (not edited)
1. Papia
2. Pineapple
3. Oranges
4. bananas
5. carrots
6. cucumber
7. noodles
8. sweet patatoes
9. bisckits
10. crocidle
11. mints/ground beef [mince=ground beef]
12. twistes/cheese chicken, pizza, barbucae
13. cabage
14. onions
15. eggs
16. cheese
17. bread
18. cinomon roll
19. nuts
20. m&m's
21. gopstopers/everlasting
22. giant snicker bar 1 more left
23. ice cream
24. ice cream cones
25. breakfast cereals
26. yogurt
27. fanta soda
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This is the list of food items my daughter wrote down as we visited the store.
So far the dishes we've eaten here are:
tacos
spaghetti w/meat sauce
cranberry chicken w/rice and sweet potato a grautin
fried bologne and cheese sandwiches
and a few others...
but tonight... tonight is PIZZA NIGHT!
the high schoolers were doing a fund raiser and we bought some pizza for k10. (10 kina)
My son is VERY excited. We'll put them in the oven in a bit. and while technically it's monday for us here, back in CA it's Sunday so we still got our traditional pizza night in. (-;
One of the things we did to get the kids excited about trying new foods was we picked up some local snacks and daily at 3pm they vote on which one they will try and if everyone likes it, we pin the wrapper to the corkboard.
It's been fun to see who likes what and how they respond. So far, the two family favorites are:
2 minute noodles (like Top Ramen only better)
Cheese twisties
Kumul coconut biscuit
pineapple from the garden
Take Care and God bless!
3/22/2007
Learning
march 23, 2007
today I had a few chores. First I had to locate the key to the storage area under the house, then I found the key, and inside was a ladder and a bush knife.
I cleaned the trap on the tank screen, it was full of pine needles.
I then went around cutting down bananas.
The first bunch I thought grabbed with one arm to hold and swung with the other arm to cut. I was expecting a few hacks at it since the stalk was 3 inches in diameter, but one swing brought it down unexpectedly into my other arm and it was heavy, and I lowered it very quickly to the ground.
So the second bunch I decide to let drop. BAD idea. It dropped in 2 swings, and when it hit the ground, bananas broke off. Now I have to figure out what to do with broken bananas, put them on the compost heap I suppose.
So we have now 3 big branches of green bananas ripening under our porch.
Kendal has been trying to learn laundry. She washed the clothes, put them out to dry, but then we had to leave so she brought them in, but then they started to mildew, smell funny, so she washed them again.
We're trying to figure out how to let the clothes dry while we're not home without them being stolen.
then Oru dropped by. The houseowners old yardman. They advised us he was a good guy but to hire him for one-off type of projects. He had a basket of strawberries in his hands, a gift. So there I was trying to tell him we weren't ready to hire yet, that I would let him know, and that we already had a lot of strawberries because my wife went to the market.
But I couldn't speak much pidgin at all, and he spoke no English. It was frustratingly comic that I couldn't put many words together. I was able to understand him, which was good, but I couldn't communicate what I was thinking. So he told me he would go find another white man to translate. Five minutes later the phone rings and one of the folks I haven't met yet told called and told me what was going on. I told him what I was trying to tell Oru and he translated.
I don't know exactly what he said, and I'm hoping he put it in the best possible polite terms. Oru was a great guy, he kept smiling and embracing me to tell me it was okay that we couldn't communicate.
oh man we dont' know anything.
"What is he saying? Why is he working here? I don't want him to be working. Why is he still here? Did I say something to make him think he can stay?"
"How do we do laundry when it's raining?"
"What is this passion fruit all about? Woah that's different."
"Are the bugs fleas or chiggers or mosquitos? We don't know."
This morning has been a tiring experience of discovering how little we know. For a guy who likes to have the information before making decisions, it doesn't feel good to be stuck wondering where to get information. Thank you God for moments like this that make us realize You are who we rely on to provide. God please provide people to help us answer these questions, and thank You because we know You already have.
A fun kid story.
Today I heard my son run in and say "[daughter] has a rhinocerous beetle on her dress! It makes a weird noise like ...hhhhh hhhhhhh"
We told him to knock it off with a stick, but after many attempts it wasn't working. So I went to see what was going on. My daughter was upset but not terribly so. She was standing still, and holding the hem of her dress out so that the beetle wouldn't touch her skin.
"daddy get it off! get it off!" this is about a freaked as she gets, which is very calm. The rhino beetle is harmless, but it likes to hiss like a cat. The thing is, if you don't shake them off quick, they latch on strong.
After some doing I got it off and showed it to her. "no daddy no."
So I said, "hey kiddo, look at it, it's like that big blue beetle from Bug's Life that carried everyone around."
she replied very quickly, "no it's not, it's not blue and it's CA-REEEPY!"
and my son responded, "yeah, and this one hisses, the other one talked!"
We've Arrived
We have arrived in PNG.
Before I get to tell you all kinds of stories, first let me say, PRAISE GOD!
He has been so good to us.
Next let me say, for those of you who don't like to read a lot of wording, we have pictures! And.. movies.
goto this link and to see the pictures in a slideshow you can click to the left on "view slideshow"
(change the size to 640x480 and click on "show more info")
I took the time to add captions so that you'd know what you were looking at.
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Story time (hopefully not all posts will be this long, as I have a LOT to catch up on) (please forgive the errors, I wrote all this when jet lagged to capture the moment but it still needs some editing which I have forsaken in the interest of getting this online sooner than later for those who are anxious)
Ukarumpa aircraft information (many have asked)
the hangar has 6 planes, 2 helicopters
King Air - uses jet fuel, is a twin turbo prop (which means it has two jet engines with propellers in front of them)
it is their biggest and fastest plane.
Islander - uses jet fuel, is also a twin turbo prop, doesn't go as fast as the king air.
4 Cesna 206's - piston engine, uses AVgas, single prop plane. (smaller)
2 Bel helicopters - turbine engine (one is a jet ranger, the other a long ranger)
--March 19/20
Today we met Sherwood Lingenfelter. He was sitting in the lobby when I walked in. How surreal is that? Joel's dad jsut sitting in the lobby of the MAPANG house in png. He was an instructor on Multi-cultural teams in ICC and we read much of his work on the subject of intercultural integration. He also is speaking on center for center meeting. It blows my mind, all the little confirmations the God has given us. Here we have gone to Biola, where Sherwood was provost, never met him. Read his essays in training for weeks, watched him on video, and gotten to know his son over the years. I talk to his son practically daily, and yet have never met him. And finally, here, where you'd lead expect to find anyone you knew, we run into Sherwood sitting in our lobby.
--March 20
we loaded up the van and were taken to the MAF air hangar. We waited there in a cooled office for about an hour or more. The heat and humidity of Port Moresby was very tropical. They weighed all our luggage. We have these really nice duffel bags from an army surplus store called German Quartermaster bags. We had a conundrum on what to use for bags, and we wound up with duffles that my wife found. WHAT a blessing from God! The bags are very nice, very strong, very squishable. If it were not for these bags, we would not have gotten ALL 8 of them on the plane. They weighed our luggage and us. I realized that I weigh the same as my wife and children put together. One of me equals three of them!
Anyway, we were instructed to pack only 1 bag for priority overnight should the rest be put on layaway for another flight. But, God prevailed and because they were duffels, all 8 made it. We rode in a large king air, I was seated first behind the pilot because that has the most leg room. WHAT a fun plane ride that was! We got to fly high up in the clouds, see the pilots fly and talk with Sherwood for the entire flight.
What a fun time that plane ride was! It was gorgeous coming down into the center from that perspective!
When we landed, we were enlightened by what Geoff and Sue were preparing for us to "recognize" them with. They were waving a huge California flag (the republic). It was very funny, to arrive and see the flag and them, we all had a good laugh. Turns out the pilot was from San Jose before he came out here.
Are you counting the blessings:
1 - God's providence with the luggage, and how it would not have fit had we kept our original rigid square containers
2 - God's provision in making the flight simple, the kids handle it well, and all our luggage arrive (we checked it through to Port Moresby from San Francisco, so we didn't have to wheel it around
3 - God's provision in sailing us through customs. We were not stopped at all! We walked right through.
4 - God's blessing that we got to meet and talk to Sherwood Lingenfelter and to know him a little.
5 - God's blessing that the pilot was from San Jose
6 - God's humor with the California flag, and getting a good laugh when we arrived
7 - God's timing, in that the Russells were there to greet us at the airport and to feed us, and to show us into our new home. How awesome is that?
It was great to spend the night with our friends the Russells. They are our hospitality family, and we have 2 weeks to work into the scheme of things here before we get to work. I'm told I'll be busy. My first visit here was with them, and seeing them was so great! They have a great agenda planned for us, so we'll be able to get to know some people, get the lay of the land a little.
I can't express how wonderful it is to be finally in our new home, to have been greeted by our friends, and to have had a taco dinner with them. They even provided us with groceries for the morning. I'll have to remember that if we're ever a hospitality family.
Our new home is wonderful. It's gorgeous. It has a dishwasher. There are those who are jealous that we start out with a dishwasher! The view is gorgeous here! We'll be putting some pictures up.
It's a 3 bedroom house 1 bathroom (with a nice sunken in bathtub). The kids rooms are great! They love them. The master bedroom is nice, and will eventually fit our bed. And.... praise God,
It is absolutely gorgeous here. The smells, the sites, the sounds, it is a tropical paradise. The house, is very nice, we will explore it more, post pictures and make videos so that you all know how it feels to be here.
The kids loved the tree at the Russell's home. They instantly ran to it because they heard so much about it, and played on it until dinner time, and then after until it was time to leave. They loved it! They have had absolutely no adjustment time here, no complaints, they hit the ground running and laughing and playing. They threw off their shoes and were so much in love with this place, they want to explore.
As do we.
Fears put to rest:
up here at 5000' the mosquitoes are not malaria carriers. Getting it up here is very rare.
no snakes, it gets too cold up here for them
no poisonous spiders, same thing,
there are lizards and geckos, but we like them because they eat insects.
there are centipedes which will give you a bad rash, but can be avoided very easily.
So there, many worries already put to rest.
One thing that will take some getting used to are the bug bites. We are all getting quite a few each night. It is most likely fleas and we will try and protect ourselves the best we can. Getting used to the bites is part of life here. We haven't had any asthma or allergy attacks yet, but the dry season is coming up.
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March 21
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The kids sat out on the porch today and said "appi noon" to everyone. Then I told them "culturally, kids, the girls shouldn't start conversations, it makes people feel awkward." of course that doesn't really apply to kids, but I was interested in how my daughter would take it.
So Sydney began singing "all the children sing..." then point to Calvin who'd say "appi noon, appi noon appi noon."
Then later today, Sydney insisted on walking barefoot with her bilum on her head, in the rain. My wife kept saying "are you sure you want to go barefoot?" After a while my daughter said "SSSHHHH.. mom, quit asking me that, they might hear you and think I'm not from here! I want them to think I'm from here."
She didn't have the heart to tell her that her skin color set her apart.
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March 22
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today the word got around, and the signs on our heads that read "new money!" seemed to bring the nationals seeking work to our front door.
First was Jouo who offered to give us milk to continue the milk delivery service here. Thankfully we had friends tell us how to politely handle these situations.
I respectfully said "we're still thinking about whether or not we want milk delivered, I will send you a message if we decide."
He told me to speak with a neighbor who knew how to reach him.
Now to me, that feels like a very impolite way to say no. To me, he's hanging around wondering if he has work. But to HIM it is a very polite way to say no. In fact saying NO is shaming him. Instead I give him the option of not being confronted with a no. Admittedly I did slip in a "no thank you" which I shouldn't have done, but I was warring with my desire to be honest and forthright.
Apparently I handled it properly, and then the haus meri came by from the previous owners and wanted to let us know she was available and we mentioned we were still thinking about whether or not we wanted to hire a haus meri and who it would be.
She politely gave us her availability and left after waving to me.
The worst thing we can do apparently, is accept gifts or say yes at the door immediately. For the next week or so we expect a lot of "askims" and job requests. An askim is when someone will ask you for a loan. It is proper for the LOAN giver to ask for repayment when they need it, however they know Americans never need it, so they have learned to use "askims" as freebies. It's an unethical perversion of their cultural habit of loan giving, and many frown on it. We in fact realize that should we feel inclined to help, (and honestly the temptation is usually the opposite, it's a desire to always say yes and always help) then we investigate and get back to them. Saying yes to people without knowing the facts, can possibly lead to a situation where a national develops the bad habit of begging. Our aim is to give the nationals nearby employment not free rides. Our aim is to create relationships that are based in Christ's love, not in our financial strength
The kids are doing great, we're practically over the jet lag. We are still very much in the beginning phases of culture shock, that being the "honeymoon phase".
We are excited to be meeting people and finding out how God is using their skills to further the translation work here as well. We have met only a few of the many people here but have been blessed to be invited into their homes.
Please enjoy the pictures and videos.
3/16/2007
Leavin' On a Jet Plane
Tomorrow we leave.
This will be the last blog post for a while until we arrive and get settled enough to get internet connection, and have accrued enough to share in our next post.
Tonight and tomorrow will be a time of saying final goodbyes. In a lot of ways this last week and 2 months have been "removing the bandaid slowly" by prolonging the goodbyes.
With each tear that drops from saying goodbye, I think of Psalm 126
A pilgrim's Psalm.
It will be a tearful goodbye. We do not allow the enemy to tempt us with the sorrow of separation. We will not allow the enemy to fill our hearts with bitterness at the loss. But we will turn each tear into worship to God. Sacrificing nearness to friends and family knowing with complete confidence that God has called us to do this thing.
We pray for healing for you and for us.
We pray God would turn each tear wept into a seed that is sown, to be harvested in joy!
There is the temptation to think "leaving family has to be wrong, God put family in place, leaving it seems very very wrong." but we have not misheard God's calling. We have not misunderstood.
Don't be tempted to believe we are mislead. We are following God's direction moreso than ever before in our lives.
There has been numerous confirmations and signs. If you have not seen them, and believed, you won't be convinced by me, but we have seen them, and we do believe.
The speed of our process, the partnership that has come to us, the answers to prayers, the maturation of our children, the character God has given us, the passion on our hearts, the small day to day things we never see, the lavish blessings that have been piled onto us, the relationships and people that have come along side of us, these are all confirmations. The list is huge. God is calling
And then we are reminded by Scripture:
God has the precedent of having called folks away from family. We become fully dependent on Him.
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pray please:
-the flight goes well, this will be my second time negotiating international flight and customs, but my first time doing it without an experienced leader
-we maintain energy and the kids behave well, travel well
-things go smoothly and we arrive at our destination
-family members can work through the pain healthily and not internalize.
-homesickness is kept at a minimum
Thank you so much for your prayers! We love to receive them!
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logistics:
-we leave SFO saturday march 17, at 7pm PST
-we arrive in LAX and transfer over to the International Gate, departing at 11:55pm PST
-we arrive 14 hours later in Brisbane, AUS
-we get on a plane to Port Moresby, PNG (3 hours I think)
-we spend the night in guest housing.
-1-2pm the next day we get on a small King Air from the Center and fly an hour into the center.
-we unload our luggage unto a truck, and drive ten minutes to our new home in PNG.
time right now:
West Coast Time: friday 4pm (GMT-8)
East Coast time: friday 7pm (GMT-5)
PNG time: Saturday 9am (GMT+10)
time difference: PNG is 18 hours ahead
This will be the last blog post for a while until we arrive and get settled enough to get internet connection, and have accrued enough to share in our next post.
Tonight and tomorrow will be a time of saying final goodbyes. In a lot of ways this last week and 2 months have been "removing the bandaid slowly" by prolonging the goodbyes.
With each tear that drops from saying goodbye, I think of Psalm 126
A pilgrim's Psalm.
1 When the LORD brought back the captives to [a] Zion,
we were like men who dreamed. [b]
2 Our mouths were filled with laughter,
our tongues with songs of joy.
Then it was said among the nations,
"The LORD has done great things for them."
3 The LORD has done great things for us,
and we are filled with joy.
4 Restore our fortunes, [c] O LORD,
like streams in the Negev.
5 Those who sow in tears
will reap with songs of joy.
6 He who goes out weeping,
carrying seed to sow,
will return with songs of joy,
carrying sheaves with him.
It will be a tearful goodbye. We do not allow the enemy to tempt us with the sorrow of separation. We will not allow the enemy to fill our hearts with bitterness at the loss. But we will turn each tear into worship to God. Sacrificing nearness to friends and family knowing with complete confidence that God has called us to do this thing.
We pray for healing for you and for us.
We pray God would turn each tear wept into a seed that is sown, to be harvested in joy!
There is the temptation to think "leaving family has to be wrong, God put family in place, leaving it seems very very wrong." but we have not misheard God's calling. We have not misunderstood.
Don't be tempted to believe we are mislead. We are following God's direction moreso than ever before in our lives.
There has been numerous confirmations and signs. If you have not seen them, and believed, you won't be convinced by me, but we have seen them, and we do believe.
The speed of our process, the partnership that has come to us, the answers to prayers, the maturation of our children, the character God has given us, the passion on our hearts, the small day to day things we never see, the lavish blessings that have been piled onto us, the relationships and people that have come along side of us, these are all confirmations. The list is huge. God is calling
And then we are reminded by Scripture:
Gen 12:
1 The LORD had said to Abram, "Leave your country, your people and your father's household and go to the land I will show you.
God has the precedent of having called folks away from family. We become fully dependent on Him.
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pray please:
-the flight goes well, this will be my second time negotiating international flight and customs, but my first time doing it without an experienced leader
-we maintain energy and the kids behave well, travel well
-things go smoothly and we arrive at our destination
-family members can work through the pain healthily and not internalize.
-homesickness is kept at a minimum
Thank you so much for your prayers! We love to receive them!
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logistics:
-we leave SFO saturday march 17, at 7pm PST
-we arrive in LAX and transfer over to the International Gate, departing at 11:55pm PST
-we arrive 14 hours later in Brisbane, AUS
-we get on a plane to Port Moresby, PNG (3 hours I think)
-we spend the night in guest housing.
-1-2pm the next day we get on a small King Air from the Center and fly an hour into the center.
-we unload our luggage unto a truck, and drive ten minutes to our new home in PNG.
time right now:
West Coast Time: friday 4pm (GMT-8)
East Coast time: friday 7pm (GMT-5)
PNG time: Saturday 9am (GMT+10)
time difference: PNG is 18 hours ahead
3/12/2007
Moses
We are in California for a few more days. Our Visas have arrived, our plane tickets are in hand. We are visiting family and friends, and doing last minute details. We are SO excited to get on the plane in 4 days. Emotions are high, but tempered by the fact that we are more confident than anything we've ever been confident in, that God is directing our paths!
He hasn't stopped flooding us with blessings, so many blessings that we can hardly keep track. They are pouring in, as if to say "you are going doing the right thing, don't fret, don't complain, don't doubt."
I have been reading about Moses and the Israelites for some reason they have been resonating with me and this morning I realized why.
I feel like both Moses (to my wife's Aaron or Miriam, your pick) and an Israelite follower. We are in a wilderness, homeless for the moment, awaiting arrival in our promised land. Leaving the comforts of home, and we are leading this family following God's guidance.
At times I'm jealous because Moses spoke to God face to face, and received daily updates it seemed like, and yet, it feels like we are too. Not face to face, (even if I could grow a beard I'm not sure I'd want it to turn white), but still He guides us.
We want so badly to glorify Him in everything, to be servants, but yet we're reminded of how the Israelites repeatedly complained, and lost faith. And how Moses himself who spoke to God, went astray when he struck the rock twice.
Reading up on the Bible, and some side commentaries, you have different opinions as to why Moses did it, but the Bible says, it was because he did not trust God enough. He did not honor God.
Honestly, if we could be half as faithful as Moses was we'd feel as if we were doing great! But at the same time, we use his story as a cautionary tale.
No matter how close you are to God, we're still human.
Praise God for grace! Praise God for his perfection!
Please pray for us as we depart in a few days, please pray:
-that we would trust and obey and glorify God
-we would maintain the hearts of learners and servants
-the emotional strain of leaving would not overwhelm family and friends (and us)
-God would be glorified as all of us try to turn our tears into worship by acknowledging that He has called us, we know God is good.
-the flight goes well, and smooth, and we have room to sleep on the plane.
Praise:
Visas are in
we have a nice place to stay this week with family
we have beautiful weather here, and had a smooth flight here
we've seen so many friends and family and have only been here 35 hours or so
we've gotten many details handled that needed handled
we were commissioned by our home church, what a huge blessing!
He hasn't stopped flooding us with blessings, so many blessings that we can hardly keep track. They are pouring in, as if to say "you are going doing the right thing, don't fret, don't complain, don't doubt."
I have been reading about Moses and the Israelites for some reason they have been resonating with me and this morning I realized why.
I feel like both Moses (to my wife's Aaron or Miriam, your pick) and an Israelite follower. We are in a wilderness, homeless for the moment, awaiting arrival in our promised land. Leaving the comforts of home, and we are leading this family following God's guidance.
At times I'm jealous because Moses spoke to God face to face, and received daily updates it seemed like, and yet, it feels like we are too. Not face to face, (even if I could grow a beard I'm not sure I'd want it to turn white), but still He guides us.
We want so badly to glorify Him in everything, to be servants, but yet we're reminded of how the Israelites repeatedly complained, and lost faith. And how Moses himself who spoke to God, went astray when he struck the rock twice.
Reading up on the Bible, and some side commentaries, you have different opinions as to why Moses did it, but the Bible says, it was because he did not trust God enough. He did not honor God.
Honestly, if we could be half as faithful as Moses was we'd feel as if we were doing great! But at the same time, we use his story as a cautionary tale.
No matter how close you are to God, we're still human.
Praise God for grace! Praise God for his perfection!
Please pray for us as we depart in a few days, please pray:
-that we would trust and obey and glorify God
-we would maintain the hearts of learners and servants
-the emotional strain of leaving would not overwhelm family and friends (and us)
-God would be glorified as all of us try to turn our tears into worship by acknowledging that He has called us, we know God is good.
-the flight goes well, and smooth, and we have room to sleep on the plane.
Praise:
Visas are in
we have a nice place to stay this week with family
we have beautiful weather here, and had a smooth flight here
we've seen so many friends and family and have only been here 35 hours or so
we've gotten many details handled that needed handled
we were commissioned by our home church, what a huge blessing!
3/08/2007
Stealing a story
Until we have our own stories to share about God's work in PNG I think I'll post a few that really reach me.
One of our neighbors living here in Waxhaw, North Carolina, have lived in PNG for 3 years, and are going back there, so they will be neighbors there too! Something they did was they held sunday school for the national children each week as a way to minister to the national community.
One young boy really melded well into their family and became like a brother to their young son. He responded quickly to the Gospel and became a Christian through the experience, learning more and more about Christ each day.
The family had him in their home and really welcomed him open armed as their own son. One day they received a notice that his father was going to visit. What they didn't know because the son used a different last name, was that his father was a well known criminal, as were his uncles.
Through one little act of having this boy in their home and sharing Christ with him, they had unknowingly been placed in a position of involvement in this family of crime. Their response was crucial. Instead of withdrawing they trusted that God was in control.
The son ministered to the father. The father was thankful that someone would love his son enough to do what they had done. That they were the only people who cared enough about his son, given his reputation, and he was very touched by that.
Soon the father came to learn of the Gospel and accepted Christ, as did the brothers.
An entire family turned to Christ through one small act of service and love.
This is but one way in which God has used the support staff He's picked out for PNG. This family is a pilot family, and the husband is often flying government officials from place to place.
You never know what God has in mind, but we know that as support staff to the translation work, that there are many ways we can minister to the community around us!
One of our neighbors living here in Waxhaw, North Carolina, have lived in PNG for 3 years, and are going back there, so they will be neighbors there too! Something they did was they held sunday school for the national children each week as a way to minister to the national community.
One young boy really melded well into their family and became like a brother to their young son. He responded quickly to the Gospel and became a Christian through the experience, learning more and more about Christ each day.
The family had him in their home and really welcomed him open armed as their own son. One day they received a notice that his father was going to visit. What they didn't know because the son used a different last name, was that his father was a well known criminal, as were his uncles.
Through one little act of having this boy in their home and sharing Christ with him, they had unknowingly been placed in a position of involvement in this family of crime. Their response was crucial. Instead of withdrawing they trusted that God was in control.
The son ministered to the father. The father was thankful that someone would love his son enough to do what they had done. That they were the only people who cared enough about his son, given his reputation, and he was very touched by that.
Soon the father came to learn of the Gospel and accepted Christ, as did the brothers.
An entire family turned to Christ through one small act of service and love.
This is but one way in which God has used the support staff He's picked out for PNG. This family is a pilot family, and the husband is often flying government officials from place to place.
You never know what God has in mind, but we know that as support staff to the translation work, that there are many ways we can minister to the community around us!
Learning
My mom taught me at a young age something I'll never forget but I've since put it into my own words, "if God is after you to learn something, you best learn it quick and cause yourself less trouble."
One lesson God has been driving home to me specifically in the last 2 weeks has been service. You would think that being a missionary, that the idea of service comes with the territory. I have found it interesting how you can easily segment off what areas of life you are willing to be servants in and which you may find yourself not servants in.
For example, helping people with computers. This is an area I've always tried to be a servant. I've tried to serve my wife, and my children. Friends even. But strangers? I was surprised at the fact that I do not have an instinct of service to strangers.
Perhaps the thing I admire most about Cameron Townsend in the reading of one of his biographies, is that he had an instinct to serve people.
We're reading a few books on this topic, and I have since decided this is the area where God is working in my heart to create a discipline to react with an attitude of service in ALL aspects of my life.
I've tried to instill this in my kids, and in many ways they understand it, and in many ways they are still selfish like kids are. In fact one of the significant factors of maturity that I notice, is servanthood. Selfishness is perhaps the loudest indicator of one's maturity, and I have asked God to shine a light on my own selfishness wherever it may crop up.
One such place has been these visas. I have been asking people to help so much with these visas, and we have been calling the embassy for so long, but not once did I ever ask "how can I serve THESE people?" instead I was expecting them to serve me. Provide ME with MY visas. After all I had filled out all the paperwork in advanced, did all the things they required of me, jumped through multiple hoops repeatedly, why could they not supply my visas in time?
And then we realized the visas would not come no matter how much we pushed. That God had to do it. So we turned to Him in prayer.
And we prayed for a long time. And God began working in my heart about service.
Two days ago, I woke up, did my devotions, and a thought came to me "find someone to serve today."
At 10am, I called the embassy to ask about the visas, but as the phone rang I thought "perhaps I can serve this person today?"
and so instead of asking about the visas first this is how the conversation went:
"Hello, this is Chad Owens, I've called many times before. But before I ask you the question I'm sure you're anticipating, could I ask you... how can I help make your job easier today?"
the person on the other end of the phone paused, and was silent.....
so I offered up "I know that a lot of people are anticipating our visas and may be calling you a lot."
she responded "well, it would help a lot if you could appoint one person to call a day."
"I will do that, I will be the one to call, and I'll instruct everyone else not to call. Thank you."
"your visa letters aren't in today Mr. Owens."
"thank you very much. I look forward to calling you tomorrow. I expect they'll be in by then."
And that was our conversation. Approaching people with an attitude of service not only changes the entire tone of the relationship, but it is disarming, it avoids conflicts, it does so many wonderful things, that you'd almost expect Christ knew what He was talking about! (-;
He did, He knew what a wonderful interpersonal skill an attitude of servanthood would have, and how people would respond to that positively, and how it reflects on the body.
I had assumed the embassy was a business with many people, but I soon realized it was the same person answering the phone every day. Had I started off with an attitude of service months ago, perhaps an opportunity to share Christ with this woman would have arisen over the phone.
I do not believe in coincidence. So what does it tell you when 24 hours after I applied what God was putting on my heart in a new way, that our visa letters came in.
The next day when I called, the letters had arrived, I didn't even have to ask the question she was so enthusiastic to tell me.
Not only that, the visas are now safe at home. We have them.
God is teaching us. As missionaries and people we are not perfect. We are having our faith perfected by God. Isn't it wonderful that He cares enough about us personally to disciple us through His Word and through others?!!
Who am I to know the mind of the Lord? I don't claim that the visas were held up because I needed to learn a lesson. That would be making this faith about me... it isn't about me, or us... it is about being blessed to be a blessing, about reflecting God and His glory.
Our prayer is that God would be glorified, that people who do not believe WOULD believe, and that our relationship with Christ would be such that we do not let our nature get in the way of what God would do through us.
One lesson God has been driving home to me specifically in the last 2 weeks has been service. You would think that being a missionary, that the idea of service comes with the territory. I have found it interesting how you can easily segment off what areas of life you are willing to be servants in and which you may find yourself not servants in.
For example, helping people with computers. This is an area I've always tried to be a servant. I've tried to serve my wife, and my children. Friends even. But strangers? I was surprised at the fact that I do not have an instinct of service to strangers.
Perhaps the thing I admire most about Cameron Townsend in the reading of one of his biographies, is that he had an instinct to serve people.
We're reading a few books on this topic, and I have since decided this is the area where God is working in my heart to create a discipline to react with an attitude of service in ALL aspects of my life.
I've tried to instill this in my kids, and in many ways they understand it, and in many ways they are still selfish like kids are. In fact one of the significant factors of maturity that I notice, is servanthood. Selfishness is perhaps the loudest indicator of one's maturity, and I have asked God to shine a light on my own selfishness wherever it may crop up.
One such place has been these visas. I have been asking people to help so much with these visas, and we have been calling the embassy for so long, but not once did I ever ask "how can I serve THESE people?" instead I was expecting them to serve me. Provide ME with MY visas. After all I had filled out all the paperwork in advanced, did all the things they required of me, jumped through multiple hoops repeatedly, why could they not supply my visas in time?
And then we realized the visas would not come no matter how much we pushed. That God had to do it. So we turned to Him in prayer.
And we prayed for a long time. And God began working in my heart about service.
Two days ago, I woke up, did my devotions, and a thought came to me "find someone to serve today."
At 10am, I called the embassy to ask about the visas, but as the phone rang I thought "perhaps I can serve this person today?"
and so instead of asking about the visas first this is how the conversation went:
"Hello, this is Chad Owens, I've called many times before. But before I ask you the question I'm sure you're anticipating, could I ask you... how can I help make your job easier today?"
the person on the other end of the phone paused, and was silent.....
so I offered up "I know that a lot of people are anticipating our visas and may be calling you a lot."
she responded "well, it would help a lot if you could appoint one person to call a day."
"I will do that, I will be the one to call, and I'll instruct everyone else not to call. Thank you."
"your visa letters aren't in today Mr. Owens."
"thank you very much. I look forward to calling you tomorrow. I expect they'll be in by then."
And that was our conversation. Approaching people with an attitude of service not only changes the entire tone of the relationship, but it is disarming, it avoids conflicts, it does so many wonderful things, that you'd almost expect Christ knew what He was talking about! (-;
He did, He knew what a wonderful interpersonal skill an attitude of servanthood would have, and how people would respond to that positively, and how it reflects on the body.
I had assumed the embassy was a business with many people, but I soon realized it was the same person answering the phone every day. Had I started off with an attitude of service months ago, perhaps an opportunity to share Christ with this woman would have arisen over the phone.
I do not believe in coincidence. So what does it tell you when 24 hours after I applied what God was putting on my heart in a new way, that our visa letters came in.
The next day when I called, the letters had arrived, I didn't even have to ask the question she was so enthusiastic to tell me.
Not only that, the visas are now safe at home. We have them.
God is teaching us. As missionaries and people we are not perfect. We are having our faith perfected by God. Isn't it wonderful that He cares enough about us personally to disciple us through His Word and through others?!!
Who am I to know the mind of the Lord? I don't claim that the visas were held up because I needed to learn a lesson. That would be making this faith about me... it isn't about me, or us... it is about being blessed to be a blessing, about reflecting God and His glory.
Our prayer is that God would be glorified, that people who do not believe WOULD believe, and that our relationship with Christ would be such that we do not let our nature get in the way of what God would do through us.
3/07/2007
God did it
We expect our visas in 2 days time now!!!
The doubt is gone, the part that has been on hold for nearly 6 months has been passed through, with a week to spare.
God has answered the prayers of His people! God is so faithful.
This is where I sing His praises and dance up and down, except Moses and his sister Miriam did it a lot better than we could:
Exodus 15
The Song of Moses and Miriam
2 The LORD is my strength and my song;
he has become my salvation.
He is my God, and I will praise him,
my father's God, and I will exalt him.
3 The LORD is a warrior;
the LORD is his name.
6 "Your right hand, O LORD,
was majestic in power.
Your right hand, O LORD,
shattered the enemy.
9 "The enemy boasted,
'I will pursue, I will overtake them.
I will divide the spoils;
I will gorge myself on them.
I will draw my sword
and my hand will destroy them.'
10 But you blew with your breath,
and the sea covered them.
They sank like lead
in the mighty waters.
11 "Who among the gods is like you, O LORD ?
Who is like you—
majestic in holiness,
awesome in glory,
working wonders?
12 You stretched out your right hand
and the earth swallowed them.
13 "In your unfailing love you will lead
the people you have redeemed.
In your strength you will guide them
to your holy dwelling.
17 You will bring them in and plant them
on the mountain of your inheritance—
the place, O LORD, you made for your dwelling,
the sanctuary, O Lord, your hands established.
18 The LORD will reign
for ever and ever."
On a different note, as if that wasn't enough to give us unending excitement and exhiliration, our cargo is passing through Panama Canal right now.
GEEK MOMENT:
I assumed that there had to be some site out there that would track ships at sea and that if I could get the call sign of our ship carrying our belongings to PNG that I could get geographic coordinates of the ship on a daily basis. This would go above and beyond the shipment tracking information that I was supplied with. SO, finding the ship's name I came across a site that gave the coords, and then plugged those into google earth, and the ship came up in Panama Canal. GOOGLE is fun.
END GEEK MOMENT:
This means, that our cargo will arrive in the beginning of April or end of March! That is amazing and here is why.
Originally we were told that our cargo would take up to 6 months door to door, but that information is less than 4 months, which is near perfect timing for us to get there, get established, move into the rental home they have assigned us, and unpack our 6 boxes, and make a few new friends!
Over a year ago when we first set out to follow God's guidance, we put everything to Him in prayer. All our obstacles, all our concerns. We have developed a habit of presenting YOU our prayer partners with those concerns as well.
GOD has been faithful in every single one. I shall list a few to boast in the Lord:
-we prayed for faster internet service - Supplied 3 months ago
-we prayed for the training schedule to change so we could arrive in PNG in time - God supplied a new schedule for us indicating the precise time He'd like us to leave for PNG
-we prayed for an understanding situation at my work - God provided a new manager who understands the concept of missions work and has been very helpful
-we prayed that somehow our stuff would arrive sooner than 6 months - shipping estimate is 3.5 months
-we prayed for our visas to arrive on time - God has sent them TODAY!
the list is very long, and each time we've gone to Him it has been a situation where it required God to do it. Not to help us do it, but for GOD to do it because it required moving obstacles that we could not move.
God is great, His answer to your prayers and our prayers have been astounding!
We will let you know when those visas are in our hands, in 2 days!
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