Friday, April 13, 2012

THE LONGEST DAY, AUSTRALIA TO FAIRBANKS, April 10, 2012

We left NTC/AU at 5:30 a.m. then flew Korean Air from Brisbane to Seoul and got to go to the Prestige Lounge again. Our flight from Seoul to LA was also Korean Air, then Alaska Air to Seattle to Fairbanks. Our Tuesday had 48 hours -- 40 of them in transit. We watched several pretty good movies and each read a good book -- Jon read from Leonard Sweet, I read a book by the President of World Vision, A Hole in the Gospel. We were happy to see our niece, Tamara Stokes, as soon as we walked into the airport in Fairbanks, to see the Northern Lights as our brother, Cameron, drove us to his house and to fall into a comfortable, king-sized bed for many hours.

Thinking back about our whole trip, we have a few closing observations. First, it was worth it! We did it as economically as possible and it was a great blessing to us. We recommend the idea to others because we got to do things, go places, that we have wanted to go for a long time. Jon has wanted to go to Australia since I met him. I’d go back to see more of the continent, but the taste we had was very, very good. We also would do cruises again, probably with a couple of friends or family.

Overall, we could not have made this trip around the world without the help of several people. Financially, it was made possible by the sale of our house in Quincy, so we have Joel & Shelby Brunt, Nathan & Lauren Scott to thank for that. The Administrators of KNU and NTC/Australia hosted us warmly and generously. Friends at those schools, both new and old, were wonderful to us. Emotionally, we were supported by our children and our niece, Sheila, who all were gung-ho about our going, our neighbors, Caryn & Jim, who kept watch on our house, Aunt Jinny and my brother, Bill, who kept watch on my mother. We counted on the prayers of our West Seattle elders’ team and youth, our PNC book study group and pastors, our prayer-for-missions home group and our enthusiastic cheerleaders/friends, Gary & Eleanor, and Robbie & Randy.

We gained some significant friends on this trip, friends who will become part of our future. We hope to host them in Seattle sometime. We come away from this trip with a greater degree of understanding of “Asia” and “Asia-Pacific”. For example, I know what it’s like to eat “nakshi” (live octopus) =)

We come away with renewed spiritual strength and determination for the task at hand in Greater Seattle. We come away more convinced that the next chapter of our lives will be important and that our next steps will be based on the values of
  • Christ-centeredness,
  • family,
  • glocality,
  • Gen-Xers,
  • true green,
  • mercy,
  •  aging
We will continue to love God first and the “least, the last and the lost” everywhere including the state of Washington and Northwest, USA. We are both more and more pessimistic, i.e. more optimistic about the need for relevant, holistic Christian ministry, more pessimistic about the condition of the planet and the plight of the poor, including Malawians, refugees, and the homeless. The trip has ended. The rest of our life is begun! 

Monday, April 9, 2012

EASTER MONDAY, AUSTRALIA, April 9, 2012

Jon and I certainly resonated with Sarah Young’s closing devotional thoughts including this one:

When My Presence is the focal point of your consciousness all the pieces of your life fall into place. As you gaze at Me through the eyes of your heart, you can see the world around you from My perspective. The fact that I am with you makes every moment of your life meaningful (Young 41). Amen!

Bus from downtown to the Koala Sanctuary.
We thought we were going to an animal park South of the campus, Currimbim, but the school van wasn’t available so we grabbed buses and went into Lone Pine Koala Sanctuary. We enjoyed it immensely! The pictures tell it well.

Strolling with an emu!


Lorikeets. Aren't they stunning? Seems like God finished creation in Australia -- with flare!
Jon watching the lorikeets.




Mr. Kookaburra!
Dingos










The pictures below are all taken in the porch-like area behind a restaurant called "The Sleeping Koalas Cafe". Someone told us they sleep up to 23 hrs. a day!





Back on campus this afternoon, we met with Jim Good, a special educator, who is doing a project for children with disabilities on a South Pacific Island and his wife Melinda. Then it will be supper, packing and to bed early as tomorrow is a VERY, VERY long day. We fly Brisbane to Seoul to LA to Seattle to Fairbanks – 36 hrs, but because we cross the international date line, only 12 hours will show up on our watches (36 on our bodies). Loved ones in Fairbanks, here we come!

I plan to write a closing blog but I'm not sure where or when...we'll see.

Sunday, April 8, 2012

EASTER SUNDAY IN AUSTRALIA, April 8, 2012

A sunrise service was held at 5:15 a.m. We had a ride to it but decided not to go because of the very long series of flights we have Tuesday. Later at church with in Meadowlands, I hear we missed a great service. We did attend an excellent one though, at 9:30 a.m. Bob stayed home but is better. Val took us. 





The Principal led worship and communion. The pastor, Rev. Robert Greggery, answered the question, What does the Resurrection mean to us today?” by walking us through I Cor. 15, in which Paul does answer the question. We sang several good hymns and choruses, but we didn’t sing, “Christ the Lord is risen today!” I missed it. The Pastor brought in two new members.

After church, there were two times of fellowship – in the church fellowship hall, then with Val, Ann and Vern Scott, a Gideon, at lunch at a new section of a near-by mall.

Jon and I both ordered lambburgers as we remember and describe to others what Easter is like in Romania and what great foods are typical of the Easter celebration there. We heard the story of the conversion of a young man from Argentina in church this morning, then we prayed for his visa problems.

Val is collecting items to give as little gifts to the Work & Witness team with is arriving Friday.  Her friends are helping her to find little things, and one friend gave her a package of stickers with the “Aussie Alphabet”. On these stickers, there is a tiny image of the word for each letter:

A= Australia
B= barbeque
C= crocodile
D= dingo
E= emu
F= football
G= gum fruit, gum tree
H= hump back
I = island
J = jackaroo (or jillaroo)
K= kangaroo
L= lizard
M=magpie 
N= Ned Somebody
O= opera
P= platypus
Q= quokka (animal)
R= red-backed spider
S= surfing
T= Tansmanian devil
U= Uluru (in mid continent)    
V = vegemite
W= wambat
X = x-ray
Y = yabbi (crayfish)
Z = zinc oxide


It was a very low key day – writing, reading, napping, packing, searching for and seeing wallabies four times (!), planning a trip for tomorrow.


Surely, the top truth of the day is John 11:25-26: “I am the resurrection and the life. He who believes in me will live, even though he dies; and whoever lives and believes in me will never die. Do you believe this?

In Sarah Young’s booklet, Jesus says, “Because I never change, your relationship with Me provides a rock-solid foundation for your life…”

I loved the close of Robbinette Craker's Lenten Devotionals:
We live this side of Easter.  We know He is risen!  We know that hope comes with the morning.  We know that the Spirit has been given.
We take the journey of Lent to keep us focused on what Jesus has accomplished for us.  It isn’t about giving up television or dessert—it’s about making room for Him.  It isn’t about giving up games or soda — it’s about making room for Him.  We might give something up—but more importantly we should receive more and more of Him.  We must decrease as He increases.

Saturday, April 7, 2012

TOURING THE SUNSHINE COAST, AUSTRALIA, April 7, 2012

Isaiah 53:12 He took up the cause of all the black sheep. (The Message)

“As you journey along your life-path with Me, refuse to let the past define you or your expectations of what lies ahead. You may feel as if the road you are on is tiresome or even a dead end. That is because you’re projecting the past into the future. The road-block you are straining to see up ahead is really just an illusion….Stop focusing on obstacles you might encounter,
and concentrate on staying in touch with Me. As you continue taking steps of trust, expect the path before you to open up in refreshing newness” (Young:36).

We ate our bowls of “weeties” with Gen Xer Ronald, who lives upstairs and works as the volunteer gardener. He is a native of Queensland, has hot-crossed buns for breakfast, and is sorry that the Brits didn’t ingrain that tradition into Americans! Then our guesthouse hosts, Bob & Val Thomson, did us the big favor of taking the day off to take us up the East side of the country to what is called the “Sunshine Coast”. He is a retired pastor and she a retired school administrator and teacher trainer. They have four sons and six grandchildren so we had a lot to talk about. They also like to go to General Assemblies so we hope we can connect with them there, too.

We drove by the city of Brisbane, over a bridge that leads toward the airport. Our destination was Mooloolaba on the sandy coast that has always been and still is family friendly. The more famous “Gold Coast” is south of Brisbane and is the hot spot for yuppy nightlife, not quite our fare, but towards the Gold Coast is also Currumbin Park where you can pet Koalas.  THAT would be pretty cool. Wonder what we’re doing Monday…

When we got off the freeway to go to a specialty store, Val spotted a “Garage Sale” sign. We had shared with her that Jon’s mom had put the bug in him for shopping. “Shall we go?” Val asked. “Sure!” we said.  So down and around a lovely residential area we drove.  A spacious home had been sold, so, the seller, Julie Hart, and her brother were selling lots of excellent extra stuff. Val told them that we were Americans at our first Australian garage sale, so Julie picked up a wood carving of an aboriginal hunter and gave it to me as a souvenir!

 When I started admiring the glass jars full of little shells for sale, I told Julie’s brother that we collect them, too, so he called Julie to take me inside to show her shell collection. I was happy to follow her. Jon went, too. Wow! Not only does she have a beautifully organized collection, many she has collected herself as she snorkels. She gave me one of the paper nautilus shells that she picked up from a beach. Her prize shell is a golden cowrie that she bought for $600 several years ago!


When I asked her about the Great Barrier Reef, she said that diving there was probably the most “religious” experience of her life. She teared up. She spoke of God and creation. Then she went to get me something outside – a piece of rock with a small cluster of opal on it. She spoke of how much she was going to miss the house and of her husband who died 17 years ago. As we were thanking her for sharing, Jon asked if I could pray for her. She nodded, and I prayed. She hugged me tightly. It was a very unique encounter. What a garage sale!

We drove back to a shop that specializes in cutting, tumbling, and making jewelry from gorgeous Australian opals. It has cases and cases of exquisite gold & silver jewelry, some of the most expensive I have ever seen. It also sells costume jewelry and Australian souvenirs. We bought a mug and a little koala bear.

We traveled to the beach, and stopped for a “cuppa” before we drove to the off to the Alexandra Headlands, the far North point of the Sunshine Coast, to take pictures of the lovely beaches. We passed a large skate-board park and thought of Joel’s Place (in Fairbanks). We managed to find a good parking place (not easy on this holiday weekend). We went to change clothes to dive into the water of the west edge of the Pacific. Sunshine Beach is a surfer’s beach where the waves roll in with some strength, strong enough to roll Val and me around and throw us down pretty hard. We gave up on “swimming” rather quickly. Jon and Bob were both life-guards and know how to body surf, so they stayed out longer.

Bob, however, stayed out one wave too long and hurt his already sore back. Not good. He limped to the car, but was in pain. We got him more meds, but he was down for the day. We stopped at a fish and chips shop and got cod for our late lunch. We looped north into the “hinterland” they called it, “inland route” would be our name for it, I think. It was a high road with spectacular views across rolling green valleys and hills to the sandy coast and the sea. The road was lined with villages that catered to tourists with bed and breakfasts’, gift shops, cafes and restaurants, all quaint and charming in architecture and decoration. They had honeymooned close to there, so they told some stories. They had eaten ice cream there before, so we had some. =)

We talked about how dementia had affected Bob’s mother, and how it is affecting our lives, too. Bob asked questions about revival in Mozambique and in Africa. We shared stories of outdoor evangelism Rev. Mulate in the North, of reaching family & neighbors in the South with simple acts of love and mercy, of intentional, strategic growth including the training up of leaders for new churches in areas where the church is oldest.

Back on campus, Bob went immediately went upstairs to rest, while we cleared out the car of our sandy stuff and purchases. The music of Easter Saturday sunset was a frenetic chorus of lourakeets (bigger and more colorful than parakeets) and melancholic hoots of two kookaburras. A frog jumped in front of me as we walked to the front of the admin building to sit outside to send yesterday’s blog, and to get onto e-mail. We read that the President of Malawi died today in South Africa. Wow. What will that mean to our loved ones there? Mosquitos were biting us but it was worth it to sit there to send a few Easter greetings. The beautifully sunny day of travel was smudged by Bob’s injury, but it still was a day of mostly happy memories for which we are very thankful.

I laid down, then jumped back up remembering that after 11:00 p.m. was the time to phone my Mom and Aunt, to check in on their health and to wish them “Happy Easter”. It took a while to locate the country code for the USA, then the call went right through. They are both well, praise God, eating Easter eggs and taking pictures with a throw-away camera to send us. All is well….

GOOD FRIDAY AT NTC/AU, April 6, 2012

What a meaningful Good Friday! It started out riding with Val and Bob Thomson to Meadowlands (?) 

Church for an excellent service conducted by Rev. Dr. Bruce Allder, Principal of NTC/AU.  His title, “The Silences of Christ”. We observe Him silent in the face
  • of false accusations,
  • of multiple injustices (illegal use of the temple guard, illegal trial at night, illegal to pass judgment & sentence the save day, illegal trial during Passover, etc.
  • of betrayal as He washed the feet of the Disciples
  • of lack of support, like the disciples’ sleeping, Peter’s denial
  •  of the high purposes of God; He didn’t argue with His Father

These silences speak of His strength, His obedience, and His submission. These can be our personal goals Therefore, let us keep our quiet time with the Lord, discipline our speech, take advantage of quiet spaces in our days and reflect on the silences of Christ.

We had communion facing the garden, then moved to the fellowship hall where the church people chatted over “cuppas”. Sister Ana gave me the receipe for the yummy bars she brought: 1 small white cake mix, baked; top with a can of apple slices, cover with sour cream, sprinkle with cinnamon, then bake again for 20 min. and serve cold.

Back on campus, we washed clothes, hung them to dry then ironed some of them. How many years has it been since I’ve done that!? We can’t get any internet in the guest room, so we have to go near the Admin office which we did this afternoon. We sat on a stack of concrete blocks so we could have a good view of the fields, hoping for animal sightings. An hour past and Jon noticed a yellow-eyed chicken-sized bird sitting near us in the brush. A few minutes later, we noticed another one just beyond. Can you spot the bird beside Jon? It has very good camouflage! They are called curlews.
 

On our way to Dr. Bruce’s house for supper we walked around campus hoping to see a koala or a wallaby. We saw a kookaburra & took a picture. Then we saw  Mrs. Wallaby – with a Joey beside her – and we got a picture! You have to look closely because they blend in with the grey tones of the forest but they're both in the picture. 
We still haven’t seen a koala and we're not likely to see one. Dr. Bruce says it’s the wrong time of the year.

We had such a special time at the Allders with two other couples as guests: George and Nancy Miller, missionaries from the Solomon Islands who came in for medical care and Ian and Ann, former parisheners of Allders. Jackie served a great meal – an Australian fish called barramundi baked with potatoes & carrots & sweet potatoes and a dish made from something we called “xuxu” in Brazil, a watery, green spiney vegetable with almost no flavour in itself. There were three desserts, including Passion Fruit Delicious. Then tea or coffee and I chose “White Tea” that Jackie recommended.


I asked Jackie about her training for special education. She did an on-line certificate. We spoke of our needing to train someone in Central Africa; we spoke of other alternatives. Jackie will be returning to work after a period in which she was giving terminal care to her daughter, Belinda, who passed away in February. We spoke of the impact of Louis Giglio on Belinda, and the star her friends named for her and gave her for Christmas. We shared other prayer requests. The pastors for their Samoan Church – where the McEwan’s attend. The missionaries, for his medical condition. Bruce – for the new directions at the college like starting a new program, The Gap, to attract a younger aged student, the coming from Nampa of the Ken Wade Family. Jon closed in prayer for all. We walked back to the guest room to read, write…and sleep.

Thursday, April 5, 2012

BRISBANE CITY & MAUNDY THURSDAY, April 5, 2012

A gem from our devotional reading this morning was this one:

“I am a God of surprises – infinitely more creative than you can imagine. The universe displays some of My creativity, but there is more – much more. I am making a new heaven and a new earth. Moreover, I am preparing My people – all around the world – to live there with Me in endless ecstasy. Let this eternal perspective strengthen and encourage you” (Young 36).

We shared the breakfast table with new friends – our hostess, Val Thomson’s son, Matthew who is a missionary with Mission Aviation Fellowship, her long-time friend, Barbara Scott, who served with her husband for years in Papua New Guinea, Denise, who’s father is a pastor of a church near-by where there are many Samoans, and Phillipinos, and Paval, the father of the Indian family next to us. What a flurry of conversations!  Matt knows our MAF friend from Nampula, Mozambique – David Lepoidevan.

We packed a lunch for a day in Brisbane City. Val took us to Cleveland to catch the train to city center. 
  
We got go-cards for public transit and also rode the free redline City Center Bus Loop. We bought Aussie souvenirs at a shop that sells Ulu Boots (made in Australia). In spite of Jon’s aching ankles, we walked a lot – into the Botanical Gardens to eat our lunch by a pond with a fountain and a variety of visitors

 



– mostly pretty birds, but also a few “water dragons” or whatever the 2-ft long hooded lizards were. The long, curved beaks of the large Ibis birds and their raucous calls are very familiar to us from South Africa. We didn’t know what the black birds were with bright orange over their snout. Maybe loons or coots. Such a variety of birds! Reminds me of our devotions this morning – “The universe displays some of My creativity, but there is more…”

We walked through the gardens and across the Brisbane River on the “Good Will Footbridge” to the South Bank of the City, recommended by Dr. David, last night, and also by two of the other walkers who helped us find our way through the Gardens to the Bridge.
 


After the bridge, we walked along the South Bank, filled with parks, resting places, children’s play areas, terraced restaurants, and ferry boat stations. We decided not to take the ferry, but to take the train.

By the time we got to the South Bank Train Station, we were pretty tired, so we decided to have a “long expresso” (nice) at a corner café. Just as we were leaving the café, we noticed they sold “kibi balls”.  Kibis are friend meatballs made of ground lamb, bulgar and pine nuts. In Brazil they have a black olive in the middle of them.

We first met “kibis” our first month in Peace Corps/ Brazil in Cachoeiro de Itapemirim (hometown of Roberto Carlos, a very popular singer, then). A little Lebanese lady had a kind of general store. When we went to look at her things there, something came over me, and I felt very faint. She came to my rescue and took me behind the counter to a little room with a bed and a table. She had me lie down for a few minutes then she brought be two things – a kibi and a glass of yogurt – to refresh me. I had never had either before. I ate both of them and felt refreshed. She must have served Jon, too. You may never have had these, but I MUST learn how to make them. We ordered one to take with us to the train station. It was just as tasty as we remembered! Quite a treat for us. =)

The several rides we took today gave us people-watching time. We talked throughout the day about what we were seeing. In general, Brisbane Area reminds us of urban South Africa. (This is a pleasant association; we traveled from Mozambique to RSA quite frequently for educational meetings, my studies at U of Pretoria, and for shopping 2.5 hrs. from Maputo in Nelspruit.) What is similar? The laid back attitude of the people, going barefoot in the street, the shape of the men’s hats, the kinds of birds, the kinds of cars, the obvious camping/athletic mode shown by back-packs, skateboarders, bicycling, jogging, and outdoorsy activities, the classy shops that actually looked different than European ones.
 
Anyway, we had a very enjoyable day as tourists in a very modern, tall, clean, stylish city.

The train brought us from Brisbane to Cleveland, where we shopped for the holidays coming up as stores are closed from today through next Monday.  We peeked at some other shops in the mall there. Shells like the ones we brought from Africa were in one shop – very, very expensive! Easter is a four-day holiday! LOTS of people were shopping for food! Val met us at the food-store and brought us back to campus.

Tonight we were pleased to be able to attend a very unique Maundy Thursday service at Redlands Church of the Nazarene. We got a ride with Gretchen and David Freeman, who are assistants to the Field Strategy Coordinator for Australia and New Zealand. They are most recently from Tucson, AZ but also served in Europe and know our missionaries in Romania – Dorothy and Roberta! We didn’t get to talk to them very much because the ride was short.

The service leader at the church is from Holland. The service consisted of a musical presentation by Sebastian Johanne Bach called “Mateus Divino”, an Easter concert from the Passion of Matthew’s Gospel put to music and interpreted by solo voices of Jesus and Judas, choral voices of the Disciples and the crowd. He told us that this is performed all over Holland (and probably Germany) leading up to Holy Week. It seems to be used like Handel’s Messiah leading up to Christmas, but neither Jon or I had ever heard of it. We certainly appreciated the 10-minute selection he played for us. The singing was in German, with the words in English projected on the screen in the darkened sanctuary. We had communion, sang a hymn and left the church in silence.

But outside the church we didn’t keep silence. Our new friends, the Kerrs, were at the service and wanted to talk to us =). They had worked on their Timbercrete blocks on campus all day so had stayed for the service. It was really nice to see them again.

To close the service, I wanted us to sing, “Man of Sorrows” instead of “Crown Him with Many Crowns”. Maybe we’ll sing it tomorrow in the Good Friday service. “Man of sorrows, what a name, for the Son of God who came. Ruined sinners to reclaim, ‘Halleluja! What a Savior!” We are quiet this evening, thinking of the Last Supper, thinking of Jesus’ agony and suffering, and thinking of the high price He paid for our salvation.