Becoming Peers

 It’s a special thing to see students become teachers.  It is something that we’ve been able to experience over and over again as we teach English here on Clove Island.  Our many years of English teaching, English teacher training, and general longevity has meant we’ve been able to watch people grow from a basic ability in English to near fluency and aptitude.  This is certainly the case with Moro and Arongo.

Moro and Arongo monitoring exam

Arongo was one of my first students—12 years ago.  He was the enthusiastic teenager whose English was far ahead of the rest of the class and he was eager to show it off.  He quickly rose through the different levels and was in one of the first classes of English teachers I trained on Clove Island.

Moro I met a few years later—about 8 years ago.  He had less raw talent for language than Arongo, but he had a passion and grit to learn that has brought him far.  He put that same dedication into English teaching and soon became one of the best, most reliable English teachers on the island.  So much so that he became the first to be trained to be a teacher trainer.  He has now led his own English training programs making my job at his program redundant!  

A couple years ago, Arongo and Moro both got jobs in the same company.  This international shipping company only takes people who have strong English, are willing to work hard and long hours, and show a high level of competence and teachability.  I’m not surprised that these two found work there.  About a year ago, thanks to their friendship at work, they started running an English program together—doing both administration and teaching—on top of their busy schedule.  They even decided to buy and teach a new curriculum for higher levels of English students (something our NGO does not provide.)  They reasonably asked if I could help them figure out how to use and teach this new curriculum—something I was only too happy to help them with. 

Waiting at airport on Clove Island

Last Sunday, the three of us sat down to look over the upcoming exam for this new curriculum.  As we’ve never used this curriculum before, there was a lot to discuss, modify and prepare.  I’ve done similar things with other teachers.  Much to my dismay, it usually consists of them deferring to me all the time—my every suggestion they consider wonderful—their own suggestions, nonexistent.  But that was not the case with Arongo and Moro.  This was true collaboration.  They had ideas and were not afraid to share them.  They took my suggestions as suggestions and sometimes offered something better than I had to offer.  They had thoughts and opinions about the process and were asking questions that I hadn’t even thought of.  In short, it was a planning meeting among peers.  

Maybe it’s funny that someone telling me my idea wasn’t so great could make me so happy!

PRAYERS ANSWERED
We just arrived safely at our vacation location, reuniting with Megan’s parents and brother. We are very thankful that our travels and the different connections went smoothly and all our luggage arrived with us (things we don’t take for granted). We are also thankful that Megan’s back did well through the travel. 

PRAYERS REQUESTED
Pray that we can have a relaxing and fun vacation time as a family. Pray for Hashiri, Muki and Mtsa (whom we regularly study with) that they would continue to study and be encouraged in our absence the next few weeks. Pray for the island sisters as they have their monthly gathering this week and talk more about the details of the holiday celebration. Pray that many women would come and be encouraged (especially our newest sister and her daughter). Our teammate travels from her home country (where she has been for the last few months) and returns to the islands this week— pray that her travels would go smoothly and that she would have a good transition back to island life and work.

Proper Social Behavior

 My friend Muki knows many people but has few friends.  He has 14 children, but none who take care of him.  Many of them he is not on speaking terms with.  I don’t know how it came to be like this.  I have not heard most the stories.  I don’t know what he did, but I know he has had a hard life.  His education is minimal.  He is barely literate.  It’s fair to say that he has never moved in the circles of “polite society” and he doesn’t know what is proper and correct.  I believe he misses—or stopped caring about—social cues a long time ago.

View of the mountain from downtown

For me, Muki is a poor, old man who comes to my house to study.  Often times he says he hasn’t eaten anything that day.  I feed him and we study and often he is the one that says to me, “Let’s study.”  Most days at the end of the study he asks for something—some food, some medicine, taxi fare.  He never asks for large amounts, but it is rare for him to leave my house without asking for something, and often there are two or three requests.  

After nearly two years of study, I still wonder where his heart really is.  Some days it seems like he understands the good news so clearly.  Other days it sounds like he is just parroting back to me things he thinks I will like.  Still other days, it seems like he hasn’t understood anything at all.  On the other hand, he brought Mtsa to my house and I’ve watched Mtsa grow continually.  Muki also brings his family members by and is often happy to engage them in our study time.  If someone shows up while we are studying, Muki is happy to invite them to study with us and will share openly about how much he loves the things we study, how they are important and true and will change your life.  He tends to go on and on—hardly giving the other person a chance to respond.  Often I have to interrupt him so that the visitor can speak.

Last month I took him and Mtsa to a gathering of others who study.  The group was not very large—perhaps 8 in total.  We studied and sang and prayed.  This was their first introduction to the group.  I was keen for them to make a good first impression.  Mtsa conducted himself as you might respect.  A bit shy, but respectful, eager to listen to others and learn from them.  But Muki was Muki…

He had plenty to say.  Although a lot of it was rather unspecific.  It’s a problem I often face with Muki. “This is an important story.  I’ve learned so much from it.  I need to obey it and live my life like it says,” he’ll say.  

Playing games at English Club

Of course, you can say that about any story.  So I’m always trying to challenge him to engage with the specific story.  “What does THIS story say?  How specifically can we obey.”  Sometimes it works.  But sometimes it doesn’t.  

At the meeting it didn’t—just general platitudes about being a good person and helping others—followed up with an announcement that he knows everything really well because he’s been studying for two years.  He knows it all.  If that wasn’t bad enough he had to excuse himself to go to the bathroom 3 times, and was constantly looking at his watch.  When it came to prayer time, he was quick to offer his prayer request for certain material needs, but he didn’t seem to listen to the other prayer requests, glancing frequently at his watch.  When the meeting was over, there remained 4 plastic bottles of water.  The host had provided everyone with one at the beginning of the meeting.  Muki went over and grabbed all four remaining bottles to take home with him.  The host laughed awkwardly.  Mtsa shook his head.  Muki seemed oblivious or simply didn’t care—perhaps he saw it as his right.

So much for a good first impression.  And yet, I’m not really surprised.  But I struggle to know what it all means.  None of these things were very serious.  I know a lack of social skills and social graces will not keep us from heaven.  At the same time, does it reveal something more about Muki’s heart?  Who can know a man’s heart?  Perhaps the problem isn’t Muki.  Perhaps it’s me.  Embarrassed by his ways, I feel my own reputation pulled down a bit— a slight blow to my pride.   But Muki keeps coming to study, and we keep talking.  And love covers over a multitude of sins…and social missteps.

PRAYERS ANSWERED
Ma Imani is feeling better— thanks for praying for her health. We got to livestream the end of term concert from our kids’ school in mainland Kenya— we are thankful for these points of connection. We have been able to get through most of our to-do list going into travels later this week. 

PRAYERS REQUESTED
Pray that Muki’s heart would be changed and that the things he has studied would stick and lead to changed behaviors and attitudes. Hashiri continues to study with Megan, but the stories are challenging her long-held ideas. Pray for her as she wrestles with what is true. We are traveling this week to meet up with Megan’s parents and brother for some vacation. Pray that the travels would go smoothly with no lost luggage or missed connections and that everyone would stay healthy throughout the trip. Continue to pray for our colleague from the small island as she recovers and heals on medical leave— pray for complete healing and for wisdom on how to recover well. Pray for the family from the medical team as they continue to process, recover, and plan their next steps. 

Simple Job of Changing a Light

The light in our office stopped working.  It, like most of the things original to the office, was old.  Old walls, old doors, old lights.  The light that stopped working was a fluorescent light.  Having switched out a couple of lights at our house I knew that fluorescent tubes cost quite a bit and for the same price I could buy a new LED light.  I’ve installed them before by myself, so I thought I could do it at the office too.  But things are rarely that straight forward here on the islands.

One of the newer LED lights at our house

I climbed up a stack of plastic chairs to replace the light, and started to strip the wires in order to make a new connection, only to find that one of the wires didn’t appear to have any copper in it.  I can’t say I’ve ever seen that before.  It was bizarre.  I pulled out a bit more of the wire but it was the same another 4, 6, 8 inches down.  There simply wasn’t any copper in the second wire.  I am no electrician, so if you electricians out there know what was going on, feel free to email me and explain this phenomenon, because I was flummoxed.

At that point I knew I needed to call the landlady and ask for her to send an electrician.  The morning the electrician arrived, I explained to him the best I could the strange thing I had discovered.  I told him I think we needed to put in a new wire.  But he didn’t seem to believe me, so he climbed up the pile of plastic chairs and checked himself.  

After a little checking he told me, “Here’s the problem—there’s no metal in this wire.  It’s not going to work.”

“You’re the electrician.” I replied.  He then proceeded to look further and further down the wire for a place with copper, but the wire was so old and so brittle it was breaking apart in his hands.  This went on for about 20 minutes.

“Maybe we should get some new wire.” I suggested, “How much would it cost? $20?”

“Yeah, about $20,” he said.  “But if I put the lamp over there, we can bypass all this bad wire and then the job would be done.”

“You’re the electrician,” I acquiesced.  “It’s okay with me.”

So he got to work putting the lamp on the other side of the room.  He got it all set up, another 30 minutes of work.  Only when he installed it, it still didn’t work.  The wire on the other side of the room wasn’t much better than the wire he had bypassed. 

“Maybe you should go out and buy some new wire?” I proposed.  But he was already off on a new solution.  He decided to use a section of wire he knew worked, only it was much too short to reach across the room.  So his solution was to ask if he could move the light and the light switch from one wall to the other.  This would require less wire and would actually put the light switch in a better location…

“Your’e the electrician,” I sighed, “go ahead.”

As he worked away he spoke to me, obliterating any chance I had of getting any work done.  We talked about weather and religion and life on the islands.  It didn’t seem like he was really interested in hearing anything I had to say, he just liked to talk.  Another hour later, my morning was completely shot, but he flipped the switch and the light came on.  I thanked him profusely for his hard work and he was on his way.  

It took much longer than it needed to, but in the end he found a solution that didn’t require any new wiring, and saved me money.  I tried the light a few times to see that it was really working and reflected on the differences in priorities between different cultures.  The important thing was the light worked.  Time to go home.  As I started locking up I noticed the outside light was on. Strange… He must have flipped it when he was working.  I flipped the switch back.  Nothing happened.  I flipped it again. Nothing.  I flipped a couple of other switches.  Nothing.  Ugh…Looks like he rewired something wrong.  I guess I need to call him back.

But then I thought about it…We don’t use the office at night.  We never turn on that light.  It’s got an old fluorescent bulb.  Quickly I hauled the pile of chairs out on to the verandah and removed the fluorescent tube.  Light’s out.  Problem solved.  I locked up the office and headed home.

PRAYERS ANSWERED
We were able to watch a recording of our son’s play— he and his classmates did a great job! The men had their gathering at a local brother’s house and went okay— Tom even brought Muki and Mtsa to it.  Ma Imani’s kids are feeling better. Our daughter has been feeling a lot better physically lately.  We had a nice visit from a short-termer visiting from the big island. Megan hurt her ankle on Saturday and we weren’t sure how serious it was, but we are very thankful that it seems to be healing quickly (praying for full recovery). 

PRAYERS REQUESTED
Yesterday there was a horrible bus accident coming from the plateau (where the medical team is based)— at least 11 people lost their lives. Fatal car accidents are not common here. Pray for the grieving families and communities. Pray for Ma Imani— while her kids are feeling better, she is having lingering symptoms— pray for a full recovery for her. Continue to pray for our older two kids as they near the end of their school term— that they wouldn’t be stressed as they prepare for exams and as our daughter works on college applications. Pray for the teams on the islands as they deal with teammates gone for different amounts of time, especially those whose return plans are uncertain. Pray that God would help them get used to the different dynamics of different sized teams and that everyone would continue to feel cared for and supported.

Sharing Personal Stories

The photo shoot went on for quite a while. Islanders enjoy taking photos with lots of different configurations of people. So Mtsa wanted a photo with Tom, him and the two visitors and then with just him and the two visitors, and then with each of the visitors individually. He asked them multiple times if they would remember him, seemingly wanting reassurance that this encounter had been as meaningful for them as it had been for him. 

Visitors visit one of Tom's classes

Our two visitors had sat with Tom and Mtsa for hours, sharing their stories (with Tom working hard as translator). They shared about their journeys of faith and for Mtsa it was really his first time hearing other men (who weren’t Tom) talk like this. The stories were deeply personal and the impact on Mtsa was clear. Island men don’t usually share with each other like that. 

Tom’s friend, Fakhadi, loves to debate and is always trying to drag Tom into theological arguments. As we discussed with other expats this Sunday, other expats shared their frustration with island friends, who similarly only seem to want to debate and argue. Usually people like this aren’t really listening or engaging, they are just looking to win the argument, so discussions can feel pretty fruitless. But Tom shared the way that he has been able to redirect those conversations. He makes it personal. When he talks about his personal experience, suddenly Fakhadi will go quiet. Fakhadi wants to talk about ideas, not his own heart. 

Tom has been struggling to get the island brothers to meet monthly.. Ultimately, it isn’t actually monthly meetings that Tom wants. He wants to see the brothers engaged in each others’ lives, praying for each other, encouraging each other, holding each other accountable and learning to trust one another. None of these are happening presently, so Tom thought that monthly meetings (which the women do very faithfully) would be a good way for the men to begin to get to know each other better, to get in the habit of confiding in each other and hopefully of encouraging one another. 

So far it hasn’t really caught on. There have been a couple meetings, but without Tom there last month, a meeting didn’t happen. Even the meetings that did happen haven’t included much personal sharing from the island brothers. Tom was frustrated when the day after their men’s meeting he learned about something major happening in one of the brother’s lives, which the brother hadn’t mentioned at the meeting. Why wouldn’t he have shared that?

Being honest and vulnerable, admitting to struggles or showing that things bother you, it is a bit of a foreign concept for the men here.   Not that island culture is unique in that, lots of cultures discourage men from being vulnerable, but we see that it stops island men from finding unity and true brotherhood with each other.  We remember in English Club (which is mostly men) that we asked if they had anyone that they really trusted. Most of the men responded that they only trusted their mother. When questioned if they really didn’t have even one good friend that they trusted, most of them said they had no one like that. No one to tell their secrets to or to confide in. No one with whom to share their personal stories. 

Our son dressed for school play

No wonder it was so meaningful for Mtsa to have these two men share so deeply with him. They may have been foreigners, they may not have spoken his language, but they were willing to share more of themselves than most of the men around him. 

PRAYERS ANSWERED
We are thankful that this past week had fewer stressors than the previous couple weeks and that we were able to have a low-key weekend. We are thankful that our daughter is feeling better and that the flare-up of her rheumatoid arthritis resolved quickly. Our son’s drama performances at boarding school went well this weekend and we’ve been told it was recorded and should be uploaded soon so that we can watch it too! All reports are that our son did a great job. The water at our house has improved and we have been able to keep our barrels pretty full. Our two visitors made it safely to the small island and then to the big island, and another visitor (a short-termer on the big island) made it safely here to Clove Island today. The island women met last week and it was a large group, including one new face. There is a plan for us to gather as a large group and celebrate the holidays in December. 

PRAYERS REQUESTED
The men are meant to be meeting this week. Pray for the men to be motivated to meet and grow together. Pray for insight for Tom on how to proceed.  Pray for Ma Imani and her family— she and 4 of the 6 kids are currently sick. Pray for healing for that family. A new expat family with another group has arrived on Clove Island— pray for their adjustment to the islands (including their kids starting at local school and for their rented house which seems to have some water issues). Pray for the continued follow-up of the crises from the last couple weeks— may we learn from these crises and find clear ways forward for all the people involved. Pray for unity among people and clarity for the decision makers as different people advise on the next steps.  Pray for our two kids at boarding school as they have two weeks before their end of term exams and are starting to feel the pressure build. Pray also for our daughter as she wants to get her college applications in order by the end of term as well. 

Understanding

In our son’s homeschool, we have been studying the history of astronomy. Some great thinkers of the past looked at the night sky and tried to find explanations for why things moved like they do. Elaborate explanations and models were made. Some of them were able to predict a lot of the astronomical events correctly, but then they’d find that one thing was off. There was some star or planet’s movement that wasn’t explained with their current model. This was because one of their conclusions was wrong (for example, thinking the earth was the center of the universe) or missing a key piece of information (that heavenly bodies often move in ellipses instead of perfect circles). Until the wrong idea was corrected or the new idea accepted, the calculations wouldn’t fall into place. 

Afternoon sky over the islands (see the bats?)

Another example of this:  Our son has a 3D puzzle that has to be put together in a certain order. He’s memorized how to do it, and enjoys seeing people struggle to figure it out. The key is that if you don’t get two pieces into their proper places first, the rest will never fit together. Those early astronomers need some key ideas in place before they’d be able to understand the rest. 

This applies to people too.  People are complicated. Sometimes we see their actions and decisions and wonder what they are thinking! Our brains fill in possible motives and explanations for why people do what they do, but we can be wrong. We can create a narrative that explains the events, but it may not be right. 

Our island friend has been complaining about her family and how their actions towards her have been seemingly mean and inexplicably antagonistic. They are mad that she is studying English. They don’t want her to go to the doctor to follow-up on some medical concerns. They are upset  about her planting flowers around the house. It paints a picture of a really unloving, unkind, unreasonable and erratic family life. Our friend said she was clueless as to why her family is always bothering her. She isn’t good at reading people.  All she could think was that they didn’t love her and/or were jealous. But just this week, we finally learned the missing piece of the puzzle that helped the tableau all fall into place. 

Our friend’s family want her to get a job. She graduated from the local university awhile ago. She has left and/or refused a few jobs in the past that were not to her liking. This is in a place where most people are poor and jobs are scarce. To put it simply, they are tired of her being a financial drain on the family without contributing anything. That’s why they got upset when she decide to start taking English classes (which cost money). That’s why her going to the doctor again (money) rubs them wrong. That’s why her spending lots of time gardening (and not looking for a job) is a source of conflict. This was the missing piece of information that has helped us understand her family dynamic. Suddenly their reactions don’t seem so unreasonable or incomprehensible.  We may not condone their petty ways of showing irritation, but we can understand where they are coming from and why they are so frustrated. 

Son's 3D puzzle

We (Tom & Megan) are very thankful that we have each other— because sometimes we don’t understand people and it can be easy to make assumptions and judgments about their motives and/or priorities. In our better moments, we remember to challenge one another and imagine what missing pieces there might be that could explain or make reasonable that which seems initially unreasonable. 

Sometimes the needed insight only comes after a hard conversation, where we speak and act based upon wrong assumptions, only to receive information that reframes our understanding of the situation.  But we often need each other to help process and get a new perspective. We need to realize where we are filling in gaps of information with our own narrative and be able to realize that we could be wrong. Ultimately, we need to give people the benefit of the doubt, learn to ask questions and listen to the answers.

Astronomers went thousands of years embracing wrong ideas that frustrated any progress to truly understanding what was going on. We pray that we will be quicker than that at realizing our mistakes.

PRAYERS ANSWERED
We’re thankful for a nice visit with people from our organization’s regional office.  We are thankful to hear that a new leader of the Coast Guard has been chosen which we hope will help the boat business get approvals and paper work more easily.  We have a new sister who got dunked over the weekend.  We’re excited to hear that her two adolescent children are happy for her and hope to go get dunked some day too.  We’re thankful that in the midst of crisis we have lots of great people whom we work with, who are quick to listen and not jump to conclusions.  We wouldn’t be able to endure these things without their support.  We’re thankful for the One who carries our burdens.


PRAYERS REQUESTED
It has been a difficult couple of weeks dealing with a couple of crises that have resulted in two families leaving the islands, one from the little island and one from our Clove island.  This has resulted in a lot of work, emotional stress, and sadness.  Pray for the colleague who is out of hospital but waiting for further test results.  Pray that she would be healthy and that she and her family would be able to return.  Pray for healing and safe travels for the other family as they leave.   Pray for the boat business to get paperwork and approvals more easily, for good personnel—especially experienced boat captains and mechanics, and especially people with these skills who have a heart for the kingdom.  It’s been difficult meeting with Muki and Mtsa lately because of scheduling and unforseen changes to plans.  Pray that we could get back into good rhythms of study and for them to be sharing with their family.  Pray for our daughter who is struggling with an arthritis flare up this week. Pray for our son who has a drama performance coming up this weekend. Pray for the island women as they gather this week to study and potentially to discuss plans for how to celebrate the holidays as a group. Our water situation hasn’t been great lately, pray that would water would come to our house so we can fill our barrels and cistern. 

Crisis Mode

 The past couple weeks has been a mini season of crises.

Making it back to Clove Island on boat

We talk about being in ‘crisis mode.’ Different personalities respond differently to crisis.  For some, this means a rush of adrenaline that gives them the energy and clarity to make decisions and push through until the end of the crisis— but if the crisis keeps going that energy-surge might leave them exhausted and burnt-out. For others, ‘crisis mode’ can mean that emotions are high and they are in a fragile and sensitized state. Things that would normally not be a big deal or even bothersome, might be the straw that breaks the camel’s back in a crisis situation.

Some of the difficult events of the past few weeks have not been serious but they have added to the sense of ‘crisis mode’ because each is just another stressor during a stressful time— so things like travel plans being canceled and having to rearrange our schedules, or the fact that we came home to a rat in our house which stubbornly refused to be caught in the rat trap, or even the fact that it has been really hot the past few days. They aren’t crises in and of themselves, but they are more things to potentially tire and stretch us. Crisis-mode is a hard place to be in and means people aren’t at their best. We need to have grace for ourselves and others in crisis.

We have not been at the center of the actual crises, but our leadership position means that we have been emotionally invested and have had roles in decision-making and in supporting those more directly involved and in facilitating conversations and answering questions with different levels of leadership.  Discerning what people in crisis need most can be difficult and as leaders we don’t always get it right. 

Finally got the rat!

Thankfully, God does not desert us in crises. He answers prayers— giving us pockets of rest and relaxation, bringing healing, and this week, literally making a looming cyclone weaken and change direction.  He provides the direction and energy that we need. He gives us good gifts along the way— finally killing the rat, finding some surprisingly good ice cream for Tom’s birthday, and the windy weather (instead of a cyclone) blowing away some of the heat today. 

We are praying that this season of crises is short-lived. We are praying that God would protect all involved and help us to learn from the mistakes that we make along the way. We’re tired and there are others even more tired, but we’re hopeful. 

PRAYERS ANSWERED 
The sick colleague from the small island was able to travel to mainland Africa with her family. She received care and was released from the hospital. There’s still some follow-up needed, but we are so thankful for the healing she has received and all the people on the islands and in mainland Africa who facilitated her care.  We made it safely back to Clove Island. The cyclone weakened and ended up going well north of us. Lots of answers to prayer.  We got rid of the rat that had snuck into our house while we were gone. The women had a well-attended meeting while we were gone and the one of the groups in our area is back to meeting regularly. 

PRAYERS REQUESTED
Pray for colleagues that are still dealing with crisis and the lasting impact it will have. Pray for wisdom in tough decisions and for smooth paths moving forward. Continue to pray for the boat project— they have struggled to find trustworthy staff that understand their vision. Pray for the right people and for things to get easier— they have hit road bumps at every turn. Pray for Mtsa and Muki— that they might get back into a good rhythm of studying. The men didn’t meet in our absence, pray for a desire for the brothers to learn and grow together. 

Learning Patience

 I think we’ve learned to be more patient.  Tuesday I left the house, giving my kids a quick hug knowing that the errand I was trying to run might mean I wouldn’t get to see them again before they went back to school.  I was trying to pick up some medication for our eldest, the hope being, I would get it to her before they left and send it back to school with her, but we know how things go here, and so I said goodbye just in case things didn’t go to plan.

Doing homeschool in hotel room

This is not the first time we’ve had to be patient getting her medication.  In fact, we’ve had to be patient every time.  This time, as has happened before, the full amount of the medication was not available on the first visit, requiring a second visit.  This despite the fact that we have “a guy” on the inside whom we let know a week ahead of time to help streamline things.  Heaven knows what it would be like if he wasn’t around to help out.  But there’s still a lot of hiccups.  My visit to the pharmacy ended up taking multiple hours.  I missed saying goodbye to the kids and we had to arrange another way to get the meds to our daughter at school, and yet, somehow we were prepared for this outcome.  It was frustrating but not out of the range of my patience.

To add to the comedy of the situation, my Uber driver on the way home, asked if we could make a “quick stop” to pick up fresh batteries for his electric motorcycle.  Needless to say, it wasn’t very quick.  I wrote to Megan, “…driver is changing out his batteries, so I guess I'm learning patience today…”  It turns out, this was just a warm up.

Arriving for our flight back to the islands the next day, we learned once we were at the gate that it would be delayed by 5 hours.  We were told to go to the information desk to get meal vouchers.  After some patience required to reach the front of a very slow line, the kind woman behind the information desk informed us that our flight was cancelled…we’d have to wait until Friday (two days away) and they would be putting us up in a hotel.

On boat to small island

So we wrote this blog from a hotel room and reflecting on patience.  There was a time and place when such an announcement as we received yesterday at the information desk, might have caused great alarm.  What do we do?  What about all the things we will have to rearrange?  Should we look into another flight?  As well as anger with the airline—How can they do this to us!?  Are you kidding me?!  What incompetence!  I would be lying if I said that such thoughts didn’t go through my head, but not in the same way they once did.  Not in the heart-pounding, mind-exploding, emotional rollercoaster way it once would have.  Living here has taught us a degree of patience.  Here was just another opportunity to practice patience, like waiting for medication at the pharmacy or for my Uber driver to pick up new batteries.

I not only see how we’ve grown in patience, but we’ve grown better about anticipating the need for patience.  We put more margin into our schedules.  I know to hug my kids and say goodbye before going to the pharmacy.  We know that things can happen with travel to and from the islands, so we are more prepared for the unexpected.  We pack homeschool supplies with us and have everything we need to do admin work if we are delayed. We had lots of plans for the week on the islands (including travel to the small island and meetings with the team there), but everyone knew that things like this happen and we were all ready to adjust. These are lessons we have learned and they help us to be more patient.

In the end, plans change. The changes will be inconvenient and unfortunate and the like, but we will eventually arrive at our destination.  In the mean time, we can think about all that we’ve learned and try to appreciate the extra time we’ve been given—another possible lesson related to patience.  When travel plans fail, we have more time for other things—in this case, homeschool, writing a blog, or just getting some rest.  We can’t change the circumstances, so we might as well try to be thankful for them.  Thank you Islands, for teaching us many lessons about patience.

PRAYERS ANSWERED 


We are thankful for the time we had at the hotel, which included getting to swim in a pool (swim lessons with our son are so much easier in a pool than the ocean)! Since writing the blog we have traveled and arrived on the little island to run a small conference with the team there.  We are thankful that our boat trip to the little island was completely uneventful on calm seas.  We are thankful that that means Megan’s back was unaffected by that trip.  The new boat business is such a blessing—a world of difference in comfort, safety, and reliability compared to other smaller boats that take people between islands.  We had a few really good days with the team on the little island (we had to end a day earlier than expected but we are thankful for the time we had).  They’ve been serving there for a year and have really done well as a team and integrating into their communities.  It was wonderful to see how much they have accomplished and grown.

PRAYERS REQUESTED
A colleague from the small island is very sick necessitating travel to another country.  She has made it to the big island, but cannot receive the proper care with the limited services on the islands.  A whole team of people (including us) have been dealing with the stress and logistics of arranging for the care and travels of her family.  Pray for healing for her and safe travels for them to mainland Africa tomorrow.  We are also traveling back to Clove Island today.  Pray for our safe travels as well.  Pray for positive reconnection with our friends and neighbors there. There is a cyclone coming our way later in the week.  It doesn’t look too serious, but we are more cautious after last year’s big storm.  Pray that it would blow out, down grade and/or switch direction.