Friday, July 11, 2014

Trusting God in the midst of Trials

       The journey of trusting God in the middle of the storm has most definitely been difficult. But it is one tiny step at a time towards healing. Trusting Him before my mom got sick was, and is very different than trusting Him now that she is gone. Before, it was more of trusting Him to just get me through what i needed to do, quickly-without running out of time in a day to get everything done. And to believe He knew what He was doing. But now, it is more of trusting God to give me the strength for what I can't do, and trusting that He will fill in the gaps that we cannot achieve alone-being mom and managing the house.
   
Shortly after mine and her birthdays, in March, mom got sick. It seemed like the stomach flu, so there was no reason to be concerned. After about a week, she still wasn't improving, so we took her to the hospital for some tests. When she was at home, she was present, but she wasn't really there. So, I started taking care of things at the house. Soon I managed most of the cooking, myself. During that time, we were about 1/3 or halfway though a children's ministry course we were teaching. I helped plan the lessons and actually taught a class because my mom couldn't be there. Taking on more of her responsibilities, and in a way 'becoming mom' was hard.

My personal struggle was becoming her temporarily, and still being me-being 16. While she was sick, the duties to be done didn't really change; the house still needed cleaning, food had to be cooked, market shopping still had to be done, people had to get paid, bible school lessons still needed to be written and taught, family nights had to continue, life had to go on. I took on most of the duties that mom did-it felt like it was kind of expected. No matter how hard i tried, i felt like i doing it all, alone with no help. On top of trying to do everything, I tried doing what i desperately needed to do for myself as well. When i got stressed out, i tried asking others for help, but i didn't feel the load lighten much. I felt alone, even though everyone else was trying to pull their own extra weight. Mentally, physically, and emotionally the pressure and stress of 3 weeks was draining me.
Mom got sick off and on like a slingshot. It made me trust and have faith in God that she would get better soon and be mom again, but then she worsened again. Everyday i prayed, "God, I know you know what you are doing. But it is hard and stressful right now. Your way is best, but I am weary; can you just heal mom soon? I trust you. Help me overcome everything today, and get it all done. Amen." It was intense, and everything changed in a way i didn't expect.

Now, having faith and trusting God has changed for me again. So many obstacles and terrible events have happened to us since then. Mom ended up going to her real home, we had to leave the beautiful country we were just beginning to know, recently our house just flooded-with some damage, and we are going to be moving soon. I don't know why these trials are happening to us, but i DO know and trust God has a plan to strengthen us through this, and that He still knows how to carry out his plan for us. My needs and perspective has changed when it comes to trusting my Creator now. I pray differently. Now it is more like, "God, Please give me the strength to accomplish Your plan for today. I am still struggling to continue being me, most of the time. Fill the holes that i can't today. I can't do this alone! Thank you. You know what is best for me. Amen." I still have really terrible days, and my life is far from together, but God is STILL in control. We all work together now to do the household tasks, so i don't feel it is all on me anymore! I will continue to have days i can't do everything, but I will continue to keep my trust and faith firmly planted in Him.

When Peter took his eyes off of Jesus, He focused on the waves, and began to sink. But in the midst of the storm, Jesus was right there. When Peter called out to Him, Jesus picked him back up again. No matter what is going on, if you, or I take our eyes off of the Lord and not trust Him when the waves come-and not trust He sees everything and He knows what He is doing, we will sink.

"I know what it is to be in need, and i know what it is to have plenty. I have learned the secret of being content in every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want. I can do all things through him who gives me strength."    ~Philippians 4:12-13
 "And we know in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been call according to his purpose."   ~Romans 8:28

Faith is not knowing                               
 What the future holds,                                  
But knowing                                                    
Who holds the future 
          
 Blessings to all,
-Abigail

Saturday, May 10, 2014

Picking up pieces

Hi everyone. Yes, indeed it has been a while to put something down.  I made a promise to honor the writing that Renae had started.  Life has taken quite a twist, and I do not know what to expect one day to the next.  I shall recap some of the last several weeks. 
We had decided to return back to Canada to do the final effects for Renae.  While doing so, We had asked for two dear friends to help us come and pack up the house and clean up business good.  In the process, we as a family pondered life,and really grieved together as a family. We saw several small miracles happening this time. One big divine encounter happened when dear friends working around us had contacted a grief councelor our behalf.  We found out she was from a Cdn city close to where we lived, and having worked in Kigali for a couple years. Cool, this counsellor knew of Rwandan and Canadian culture.  We were able to have several sessions in the brief time there, and help with a foundation to work together.  I found out after the fact that many people were working around the clock to try to get us home as quickly as possible. This does not normally happen, especially with a national holiday in the process.  Emotionally, we could not stay in our mission house, because we had did some extra work cleaning and making it special for her returning home, only to have our lives turn sideways in the afternoon. 
 The compassion home we stayed at had young children for the youngest two to play with.  Both this family and the next door family had dealt with family tragedies that helped us understand more of the grieving process.  We saw so many small things come together in a few days. Long story shortened, we were able to pack up all things, complete business,havae a memorial service, and secure Renae to come home safely in around six days, probably ought to take several weeks. Only God could have made this possible.  Govt agencies there want original paperwork, and take their time, somehow the process came through when it needed to, although it was very trying at the time.  
The last day before heading back to Canada was a designated time at a beautiful lake.  This was so important for us to officially say goodbye to this land, but also to really grieve in a proper way.  It was so hard to realize the only reason we were there, well, is because she wasn't.

How does life continue somehow?  Now what?  I know these questions rise up from any who lost a close person.  I have to wonder if the disciples said the same questions around the cross of Jesus.  I wonder if people in distant areas did not hear the news for a time, maybe as long as several months.  Would those same people heard eventually that He rose again?   
While the last days in a compassion house, I got to spend a lot of time looking across the valley and picturing what was going on in the beginning of the genoside, but I had to wonder the same questions.    What really happened here?  Who would clean up the ugliness of the multitude of bodies?  How does life continue now? Is there any hope anywhere?  Yes, there is. I got the privilege to talk and grieve with some young young people who trusted me enough to tell their stories.  Just these encouraged me enough there is hope, you can survive, God uses the picture for a bigger good. I just have to pick up the pieces, and give them over to Another who can do so much more with it. 
As I try to compile this later on, I am in a thick emotional fog.  How do we do the nessassary things? How does life continue somehow?  Now what?  I know these questions rise up so frequently in my own head.  I just have to pick up the pieces..God can still use them.

Tuesday, April 15, 2014

Changes

Hello everyone. Have you ever noticed how life sometimes makes changes that you never expect? We have seen a lot here in this amazing country of Rwanda.  Genocide memorial week here covered the news this past week. Some of the rules in place for the week include: a half day working only in the morning, no drums to be played, no football (soccer) games, if children are to play it is quietly, and respectfully.  I have looked over the valley here and see the city in the distance, I have to wonder what it would have looked like  20 years ago.  I my mind, I can see fire in many places, gunshots all over, people running, screaming, general mayhem  and anarchy in a very short order. I look at the mist, I cannot help wonder what was going on  a night before, or even few hours earlier,  Did anyone know trouble was brewing, or was the events a complete blindside. Much does not make sense, even years later- i have heard so many people have thought "what was I thinking? Where do i go?  Now what?"  Yet, in the midst of it, the people are making strides to heal the wounds of the past.  I have learned the government tries to provide many opportunities to get counselling to deal with the emotional scars.  Many meetings are in the afternoon to allow people to express emotion, or just to talk.  I find the healing that has happened  has been small, but profound steps.
As i look at the events of the last week, how parallel our life is compared to the people here.  I have learned of emotion that can only be found in loosing a close person.  I have learned to have a lot more patience in knowing I cannot change to many circumstances.  I have learned of how deep that fog can quickly become.  I have learned gained a deeper level of crying out in a time of need, Somehow God brings just the right people into play.  My life is not big, but my God is, even if I do not have a clue what to do.
My life is forever altered in a moment.  My friends here over the age of 20 were altered on a moment. They have learned to start differently. I see the growth has been incredible in this country; while mine will just begin. Healing has progressed, i hope mine does too. Are you ready if time is cut short?  However many car accidents or shootings or whatever bad may come, are you ready for eternity? With  Easter approaching quickly, I had to wonder as much as Jesus spoke of His death coming, how much did it  blindside them at the day of?  When Jesus rose again, he gave the disciples a new life, a new purpose, a new direction.  He conquered the finality of he grave,  lives now transformed.

Renae is no longer with us, she is in a better place, totally transformed.  We shall celebrate her life on April 23, Lethbridge, at 1:30.   
Sometimes God does change plans very quickly..... 

Saturday, April 5, 2014

Old things coming alive...

Hi everyone, I'm so sorry there has not been a blog for a while.  Let me explain our life over the last several weeks. With rainy season happening we have lost Internet connection more than like to admit.      However, on a much more serious note, Renae came down with a stomach ailment that has really stopped life as was known, down to just what is necessary. This has come onto her March 16 suddenly, into the hospital for several days, home to start the recovery, only to see a big slide about a week later, and being  admitted again, this time for over a week.  Kim has come in daily to visit and be with, but there is also tending to our children, and doing whatever slight bit needed to be kept running at the children's home.  It sure was not easy to be in the different directions  simultaneously .  The doctors had no concrete idea, even after running some tests, it seemed to take a while for symptoms to be eliminated.  So now, a little later, we do have some concrete points to go with.  Even though it is painful in the process, it is good to praise God in the midst of it, there is a starting point.
Many years ago when Renae was in collage, she got the privilege of going on a mission trip to India with a missionary friend.  Sadly, while there her appendix ruptured, spewing poison all into her abdomum .  Later on  in life, difficult pregnancies took their toll as well.  Now, a few years later still, stomach issues showed its ugly head once again.  Renae has found  out she does have a case of gastritis, but due to previous events, what should take a few days for most people to recover from, could take several weeks.

The doctors have been doing their best, and unknown to us until recently, several international doctors have been monitoring vitals behind the scenes. It has been a process of patience for Kim, often the western approach seems to hit a problem with many tests, fnnd something unusual or spiked, the find a solution.  It does appear here in this country there is more of a "sniper" approach, eliminate on symptom at a time, then find a solution.  Both work , just  a difference of time.                  

I am thankful we have medicine and technology today. I have wondered going  through this storm, what could have this looked like 50 years ago, or even 100 when support looked much different?

Have you ever noticed how things you thought were taken care of, and fully recovered from, come back to haunt us sometimes? Maybe health issues, or a particular habit that could have started as a younger one, released  from for many years, suddenly creep in  twenty years later.  I look at the events of the past, I had to wonder did I fully renew my mind on that subject according to the Bible,  or did I just say for knowledge, not a change in attitude?   Hmmm, points to ponder.

Renae is not discharged from the hospital yet, hoping in the next day or two. Please keep praying for her and the rest of the family.

 Blessings to you all.
-Kim

Thursday, March 20, 2014

Escape the parasite

For years, worry seemed to be the "honourable" way to show care or concern.  It was acceptable and even applauded.  My views of worry shifted dramatically when I read a devotional that compared worry to a parasite, feasting on our negative thoughts.  I don't about you, but that paints a rather shocking picture--something out of a sci-fi movie . . .ewww!

Worry can attack us anytime, anywhere.  It can seem petty (wondering about a job getting paid for, needs being met), or it can feel very serious (will I find a job, get better? Be able to pay my rent?) never-the-less, the results are the same--more emphasis is placed in the problem, instead of the problem solver.  

The bible takes a clear stand on worry.

Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own. (Matthew 6:34 NIV)

Then Jesus said to his disciples: “Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat; or about your body, what you will wear. (Luke 12:22 NIV)

Cast your cares on the Lord and he will sustain you; he will never let the righteous be shaken. (Psalm 55:22 NIV)

So, despite the bible warning us not to worry, why is is we find ourselves falling into worry's trap?  

Perhaps part of the problem is fear of the unknown.  As we were getting rady for our first flight on the journey to Rwanda, the youngest two were excited, confident and ready for the adventure.  They proudly found their seats and settled in for the ride.  It wasn't until we were thundering done the runway and beginning to lift off the ground that my youngest realized that we would be traveling in the air.  As he looked outside at the city lights fading away, he tightly gripped my hand and asked if we would fall out of the sky.  Worry was etched on his face as he tried to blink away tears.  I closed the window shutter and we talked about the pilot, how the plane flew and trusting in God.  In a few hours, he was looking outside.  At the next plane ride, he was looking outside and more excited.  By the last flight, both boys were anticipating take-off, their worry was replaced by trust.  

What about legitimate dangers?  How do we balance wisdom and caution with worry?  We've had to do this.  The first came with driving.  Driving in Rwanda is not relaxing.  It's not the time to lose yourself in a book.  It's honestly the time you probably pray the most!  Very quickly after arriving, Kim took on the role as driver.  I needed to trust in his abilities and trust that God is with me.  Kim does excellent here.  He's watchful, aware and adventurous enough to avoid hazards.  When I start to fret, I remember that traffic accidents occur just as often in Canada . . .

Being sick has been challenging, especially when it was Joel.  Worry welled up quickly and I really needed to keep handing it over to God (casting cares, right?).  God directed us and we stepped out when needed to.  As a result, Joel is completely recovered.  Now I am just getting over being sick.  It's been slow and frustrating, but I know God has been with me.  Was I worried? Honestly, no, I compared it with feeling under the weather in Canada and based my next step off of that.  I still see God is with me.

Perhaps taking a stand against worry has been our family's biggest growth point in being here.  We are learning to not allow the parasite (ugh, just the thought is gross) of worry to attach itself to us.  We are thankful for God's lesson:)

Be blessed today and thank you for your continued prayers and support.  We appreciate you so much!



Friday, March 14, 2014

It Matters

A boy was walking along the seaside, tossing starfish back into the ocean, or so the story goes.  He was asked why he should bother, he can't save them all?  He paused, looked at the starfish in his hand and said that it mattered to this one, as he tossed it back.  

Can one person truly make a difference?  What if they are faced with overwhelming need?  

Every day we see overwhelming need.  Almost every day we ask ourselves if we truly can make a difference.  Dotted along the black road (main highway) are villages like ours--thousands, each with minimal water, extreme poverty, high unemployment and families who may not know when their next meal is coming.  How can we help them?

The reality is, we can't help everyone we see, no matter how much we long to.  However, we can help those we have been brought to serve.  We have orphans we can invest in, they have sponsors, education, health care, a good spiritual foundation and a hope for a better future.  We also have started a bible school. Here, these students are not only learning the Word of God, but they are also getting basic training in business, electrical, sewing and ESL--all with the hope of finding a job and a better future.  Even here, there are sacrifices.  The small (by our standards) tuition is still a heavy load for some, so the sacrifice to come to school may include giving up a meal.  Daily we see students who are hungry, yet come ready and willing to learn.  With a church opening up, we see members of the community attend with very little, yet excited to be in the house of God!

So, how can we make a difference?  By being here, we are able to share what gifts and talents we have with those around us.  Kim's enthusiasm in meeting new people has brought smiles to those around him, laughter to the children and giggles to the bible school students.  Nathan's gentle manners and passion for music is influencing the children and young adults alike. Abby already has a crowd of kids that can't wait to hold her hand, play with her and stick close.  Plus, she has a dedicated group of students who want her to teach them English.  Naomi's energy and enthusiasm keep up with the energy of the children here, they have found someone who will play as hard as them.  If you know Naomi, you know she won't quit, either, but will give her all in everything!  Joel and Ethan have a vital role in playing with the kids.  The bond they have with the children is special.  I am enjoying the administrative aspect, being able to find ways to take the creativity everyone offers and bring it all together.  Because of the help I have around me, I don't need to shoulder the load alone.  It has been great to see that our family can contribute here and make a small difference in the world around us.

There is still room for more.  We can manage the day by day, but we welcome individuals, couples, families or teams who would like to see what life is like in Rwanda.  If you love sports, the kids would love to learn from you, if you love teaching, the kids and bible school students could learn so much from you. What about music? Construction? Gardening? Computers? Crafts? Sewing? Business skills? Pastoral or youth?  The list could go on, if you are willing, there is a place for you.  You have the potential to change lives here.

In addition to changing lives, your own eyes will be opened to how the majority of the world lives.  We will introduce you to beautiful land of a thousand hills, village and farm life as well as life in a children's home.  We will take you shopping in the local market and take you on the incredible journey of walking to school (up hill both ways).  You will see and understand life in another culture and gain a new appreciation for the blessings you have.  You will also witness a peace, gentleness and spirit of thanksgiving that shines brightly.

We are about 45 minutes from the airport in Kigali, along a good highway.  We have a mission house with running water, comfortable beds, warm showers and western food.  Accommodations are reasonable and our family would love to introduce you to this country and people who are so dear to us.  Will you change the world?  Probably not, but you will have the opportunity to make a difference in the lives of people here . . .as well as have your own life changed.  

Wednesday, March 12, 2014

Something From Nothing

The walk to school itself is an adventure--excited children, steep hills, interesting people and of course, everyone is excited to greet and walk right beside the white people making the journey with the kids.  The trip was made even more exciting when this one man began to play music.  It didn't look like he had much--only a bone, some wire, a stick with a banana-fibre bow and a bit of padding, but the music that came out of this unique instrument was unlike anything ever heard before (kind of like a vilolin and a banjo mixed together).  A crowd soon gathered, enjoying the tune.  When he was done, applause all around.  Who would have thought these seemingly useless items could be brought together to create music?  

Creativity abounds here.  What is lacking in tools is made up for by unstoppable creativity and ingenuity.  A few days ago, one of our youngest girls was patiently tying a piece of wire around a stick and a broken lid. After a few attempts, she stood up and tested it--success!  The wheel on a stick worked perfectly.  A new toy was created.  

Businesses are built from creative minds.  There's a furniture company that uses a hammer, planer, and small handsaw.  The finished product is beautiful!  

What we would automatically discard or write off as junk or garbage is given an opportunity to serve a new purpose here.  Instead of continuing in our "throw-away society" mentality, we need to look for hidden possibilities and the treasure among the rubble.  

How great God is at doing this with us!  When we reach a point of wanting to give up on ourselves or our dreams or manage to convince ourselves that we will never amount to anything, God delights in taking our brokeness, hurts and losses and making them into something beautiful, useful and treasured by Him.  

Let's not be so quick to give up on others or ourselves.  Scripture reminds us again and again that God delights in using the unlikely to carry out His master Plan.  When I feel small and insignificant, I think of David--overlooked by his own father.  If I feel inadequate, I remember Gideon--he hid when danger came!  What about feeling unworthy of God's grace and forgiveness?  Bathsheba, Rahab, even Ruth--each of these women were so completely accepted by God, they are listed in the lineage of Christ!  

Next time we feel quick to judge, discard or count ourselves or someone else out, remember that God sees the treasure while the rest of the world only sees broken garbage.  Oh that we may see with heavenly eyes!



Saturday, March 8, 2014

More of our adventures (the kid's point of view)

My brother and I are starting to get a bit used to Rwanda now, but it is still really different from Canada.   Going to the city is fun.  First of all, there's no seat belts in the Land Rover we ride in.  In the front seat, there's some, but in the back, there's only two long benches facing each other.  We've learned to hold on tight, because we can turn quickly or stop fast.  The roads are smaller and there's different kinds of vehicles on the road.  We have seen big trucks, small trucks, cars, vans, squeeze buses and lots of motor bikes (called motos).  There's people walking along the edge of the road.  Some are pushing bicycles loaded with yellow jugs of water, huge bundles of cow grass or several people.  Many people carry loads on their heads.  One time, in the city, we saw someone carrying 10 single mattresses on his head!

When we go to the city, it's usually very crowded, especially in a place call Nyamygogo.  This is where there's lots of buses and people.  It's always busy.  The city of Kigali is built on several hills, so the roads always go up and down.  The police try to help make sure the cars are following the rules, but the driving still seems crazy. 

We are starting to learn our way around the city.  Last week I (Joel), had to go to the hospital to get some medicine and I saw the government buildings, like the big office where we waited a LONG time to get our visas.  The hospital was kind of like our hospitals, the nurse and doctor were nice and after my visit, I got medicine and am now all better.  

My favourite places to go are the KCT (Kigali Center Tower) and Nyamygogo.  At KCT, there's a grocery store-- Nakumat--that is kind of like Walmart.  It has lots of food and clothes.  You mostly see mzungus (white people) shopping there, because it's too expensive for most people.  You can get cereal there, but it costs 10,000 Rwandan Francs, that's over $15 for a small box!  This is where we buy our meat, milk, yogurt (but my mom makes it now), cheese and butter.  We also saw apples there, but they are only for a very special treat.  At one store, my mom and dad saw 11 lbs of chocolate for RWF 75,000 ($125 Canadian).  Chocolate is very expensive in Rwanda.  Did you know that you need to buy your electricity there, too?  You pay for it at the Nakumat and get a code you enter at home in the electrical box.  We can also eat at the KCT.  Our family had Canadian food there.  There's hot dogs, hamburgers, fries, spaghetti and more.  I had a yummy hot dog with cheese.  Ethan had a hamburger, but it was too big for him to eat.  

Another place I like to go to is Nyamygogo.  This is where most people shop and get the best prices. There's no Canadian food around.  Here, you can barter or argue for a better price.  We get our friends to buy some stuff for us, because if you have white skin, the price usually doubles!  We can get rice, beans, cooking oil, sugar, flour and soap there.  We can also get some yummy food there.  For RWF 1500 ($2.50 Canadian), I got a plate of food and a fanta (pop).  The Rwanda food had rice, fries, cassavah, carrots, peas, lettuce, onions and a special sauce with a tiny bit of meat.  It tastes great and is not spicy.  Did you know that most people here only have meat once a week?  Our family has a little meat every two days, but not like we used to in Canada.  

A special treat we get is Fanta--there's sprite, coke (coka), orange (orang), grape (fiesta), lemon (citron) and tonic water (my dad calls that toxic water).  

We are learning to cook more food ourselves.  Tonight we had pizza and birthday cake for my sister's birthday. I think I am starting to like Rwanda more, but I still miss Canada.

Thank you for writing!  I've received 2 letters from Canada.  I will answer them and every letter I get.

Have a great day.

Joel (and Ethan)
BP box 4918
Kigali, Rwanda

Wednesday, March 5, 2014

Still I Will Say . . .

There's a song I love, "Blessed be the Name of The Lord" that has been running through my head all weekend and into this new week.  One particular line stands out--"when the darkness overwhelms me, still I will say, blessed be the name of The Lord...".  The song focuses on being able to praise God in the good times and the hard times, in time of joy and in times of fear or uncertainty.  This weekend  and right up until tonight, we've had all those emotions and still can say that we trust and praise God in ALL circumstances . . .though I am still working through yesterday's incident . . .

It is easy to say that we trust God in ALL circumstances, until we start to walk through all kinds of circumstances.  When everything is coming together smoothly, it's easy to see God taking care of us.  However, when challenges or difficulties come, can we still (just as easily) remember that God has us?  Add to this, the separation or isolation from those who help build us up and it can be easy to look more at the circumstances than at God.  

Friday and Saturday were the beginning of a bit of a stretch.  When one of our children started running a fever, we were obviously concerned.  By early the next morning, the fever and symptoms became more intense.  The teens were at church, Kim was at a meeting and I was alone with our sick little one.  While I felt alone, I knew God was with me.  I began to read in Psalms and "bless The Lord", despite how things looked or felt.  Within a few minutes, the anxiety lifted, peace filled me and I had a clear impression to get our son checked out at a hospital in Kigali.  Later that day, after consulting the dr and getting lab work done, we returned home.  The next day, we found out our son was fighting an infection and got the needed antibiotics.  He's improving daily.  

What was significant in this lesson was the battle to not let worry or the "what ifs" take over.  We needed to hand over our anxious thoughts and reach out for God to fill us.  We couldn't rely on others to do this for us, it was a conscious decision to rely on the only One who could truly help.  

It seemed the lesson was learned, until we heard a commotion outside our back door last night.  One of the mamas had discovered a snake by our back step.  She quickly called the night guard, who immediately killed it.  Judging by everyone's reaction, this was a dangerous snake.  

So, what had we just learned about trust, fear and faith?  God is with us.  Do we embrace fearing the dangers around us?  No, we say we trust God, but do we really?  Trusting God includes relying on a Him, no matter what.  

On Saturday, I began to study this passage of scripture. . . .how timely!

Whoever dwells in the shelter of the Most High will rest in the shadow of the Almighty. I will say of the Lord, “He is my refuge and my fortress, my God, in whom I trust.” Surely he will save you from the fowler’s snare and from the deadly pestilence. He will cover you with his feathers, and under his wings you will find refuge; his faithfulness will be your shield and rampart. You will not fear the terror of night, nor the arrow that flies by day, nor the pestilence that stalks in the darkness, nor the plague that destroys at midday. If you say, “The Lord is my refuge,” and you make the Most High your dwelling, no harm will overtake you, no disaster will come near your tent. For he will command his angels concerning you to guard you in all your ways; they will lift you up in their hands, so that you will not strike your foot against a stone. You will tread on the lion and the cobra; you will trample the great lion and the serpent. (Psalm 91:1-6, 9-13 NIV)






Saturday, March 1, 2014

Thousands of Miles Apart

I remember trying to go to sleep.  It was dark, the stars were out and I had never felt so lonely.  I was in India as a young adult.  Communication was limited.  Despite the loneliness, I knew I wasn't alone.  The prayers of so many went before me, surrounded me and carried me home.  

When our family was dropped off at the airport with our mountains of luggage, I was hit with the reality of how far we were going--for 2 years!!!  Thankfully, technology has come a long way since India, enabling us to stay connected with our church family, friends and of course, family.  

Take this past week, for example.  We've been able to message friends, update insurance, clarify shipping for Fed Ex, talk to friends on Skype and Facebook prayer needs.  What an incredible gift!  Our family is surrounded by prayer, encouragement and support beyond what we ever imagined.  Thank you!

Even stronger than the support we've experienced has been the strength of God with us.  While the technology is fantastic to keep connected with home, the support through prayer is even greater.  We are learning to depend on God like never before.  There's been times we've been discouraged, overwhelmed and facing challenges and the next day we get a message, or scripture with words of encouragement that are exactly what we needed to hear!

Loneliness can strike anywhere.  You don't need to be on the other side of the world.  It's a harsh feeling of isolation that can overwhelm you, even in a crowd, family or when you are surrounded by friends.  Being (or feeling) alone can hit even deeper.  It can include a sense that nobody cares anymore.  Both can be potentially dangerous.  

How can this be combated? A step in overcoming loneliness can begin with being honest and vocalizing how you feel.  As hard as it is, it means stepping out and connecting, instead of hoping someone will converse with you.  Often we can be our own biggest enemies when it comes to loneliness and isolation.   Start with bridging communication.  

Being or feeling alone is more challenging, especially if you are separated from friends or family or don't have many people you can connect with.  Reality is, no matter how you feel, you are not truly alone.  God has promised to never leave you or forsake you, no matter where you are or how you feel.  (Psalms 139:9-10)

How can I share this so confidently?  After the first month, we were all hit with bouts of loneliness.  Communication was slow and in a sense it felt like we were beginning to be forgotten.  A slow shift came when we deliberately took the time to contact friends with personal messages, emails, letters and phone calls.  Communication goes both ways and we needed to take initiative to reach out.  

More rarely, we've had moments of feeling alone.  In those moments, I found I had to make the conscious choice to look to God.  By praying, reading His word and reminding myself of His promises, the feelings of being alone left.  It took effort, beyond what I felt, but as I focused on God, I quickly realized that I was not alone.  

I am not minimizing the ache of loneliness, the agony of being alone or the overwhelming heaviness of depression.  I know that God can help you through each of these obstacles.  His promises are true, His presence is real and He is with you always, even when you are thousands of miles away!

If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the far side of the sea, even there your hand will guide me, your right hand will hold me fast. (Psalm 139:9, 10 NIV)



Wednesday, February 26, 2014

Small Miracles

Our life of adventure continues as we settle, learn, adapt and connect with the people around here.  It's been busy as we've been teaching ESL, working with the kids, helping with homework, chasing critters and building relationships with the incredible staff.  Our children are relaxing more and we are finding ways to keep connected with home.  We are rejoicing in small miracles along the way.

When we arrived, we were told that there may be rats in the ceiling of the mission house.  Traps were set and a couple were caught right away.  After that, the skittering has ceased and all remains quiet.  What's crazy is we are not stressed or worried, but all just taking it in stride (amazing, considering my complete dislike of ANY rodent).

Our house inhabitants are not limited to our family, however.  We have the many geckos who help us with the mosquitos.  I still startle when I see one running across the table or up the wall, but I'm getting used to them.  The most challenging part of having them around is coming up with daily stories to keep the younger boys entertained about "Ordie",Ethan's gecko.  

We've worked together with the children and mamas on cleaning the dorms, hauling compost, chasing  escapee chickens and catching runaway baby goats.  Weekly, we bake up a treat for everyone and often find ourselves blessed back with corn, bananas or other extra treats from the mamas.

Cooking is getting easier, as we find recipes we love, fruits and veggies that add delicious flavours and now, learning to use my new favorite cooking tool--the pressure cooker.  No longer do we fret if we forgot to soak beans,  they can still be cooked just right by lunch time.  Some of our new favourites: poori, stir fry zucchini, tortillas, refried beans and salsa, rice pudding and lime pudding.   

Today was perhaps the biggest breakthrough.  Our youngest, Ethan, wanted to go to the market with us.  He's shy, dislikes crowds and isn't particularly fond of anything new.  Despite the crowds, the attention his blond hair and blue eyes drew and the walk, he wants to go back next week because he loves buying bananas!!  

ESL has been another small miracle.  Years of homeschooling, teaching kids to read and adapting curriculum have helped me as we teach over 40 students basics in English.  We've now advanced to simple describing sentences.  It doesn't sound like much, but it's only been 6 lessons.  Today's class was taught in the dark in the middle of a very loud thunderstorm (in a building with a metal roof). The students still managed to learn, thanks to our "English team"!

Rainy season has also began.  It's early this year . . .so there's some anxiety about the crops not being finished.  I had hoped that the rain of Monday wasn't a sign of more to come, but there's been rain both Tuesday and today, each more steady than the last.  The temperature is cooler, but the humidity leaves everything feeling a bit damp.  It's not unpleasant, but it is different.  I think we will be washing our shoes more often, it's rather muddy.

We've been thrilled to discover that Skype works from our mission house.  This is very exciting, it opens doors for us to connect more often with family and friends.  It's great until you see the tears in your loved ones faces . . .then the reality of the distance hits . . .letters are starting to arrive, too, only 3 weeks from Canada to here.  We will answer every letter we receive:)

The routine is starting to get settled and the novelty of everything new is beginning to fade.  We recognize that we are starting to settle in and prepare ourselves for the "long haul".  Life carries on back at home and for us, life is taking on a whole new course.  We are learning to appreciate more, complain less and recognize the small everyday miracles we witness.  It's not always going to be fast-paced, new and exciting, but it will be steady steps in making a small difference where we are.  

Thank you for your continued prayers, encouraging words and support.  We appreciate you!

Sunday, February 23, 2014

Bug bites and beyond

After posting about mosquito nets, safety and God's protection, there is another side to the story.  Nets and protection are good and advisable, but there is still no guarantee you will be completely protected from bug bites.  Even the best of products, screens and protection can fail.

Now, taking this a deeper, are we, as believers, immune to troubles, wounds or heartbreak?  As we travel this beautiful land, we can see scars, broken buildings and tangible reminders of the horrific genocide 20 years ago this spring.  Believers were not immune to death, torture and shame.  Elsewhere in the world, pain is evident and suffering is very real, even among followers of Christ.  

So where's this protection and covering?  Why do bad things happen to people who follow and love God?  Does the safety God offers really make a difference?  

Submitting to God's plan never means a trouble-free life.  You will face struggles, times of stretching, feelings of hopelessness and tragedy.  Does this mean God had left us?  Not at all.  The Bible doesn't give us a guarantee of a trouble-free life, but when we choose to walk with God, He is with us, by our side, never leaving us or forsaking us.  

How can something good come out of some of the most unimaginable circumstances?  It is only with God that good can come out of darkness--IF we let Him.  Find a character in the Bible that did not face dire or challenging circumstances.  See how God brought them through.  

Being a follower of Christ doesn't guarantee a life free from trials or difficulties, but it does allow you to experience God's blessing, peace, strength and help, especially through these times of trouble.

We are not expecting every moment here to be joyous and easy.  Even the journey of getting here has had challenges, trials, disappointments and times where we were literally depending on God right up to the last second before He intervened.  However, the peace that we have had in allowing Him to walk us through our troubles has carried us daily.  

God is here, He loves you and longs for a relationship with you.  All you need to do is ask.  Admit you are a sinner (no one is perfect).  Believe that Jesus died for your sins.  His death on the cross has given us access to heaven.  Apart from Him, we can never achieve this on our own.  Confess He is your Lord--basically, turn control of your life over to Him.  It will change your life--GUARANTEED!  While you do relinquish control, you are also partnering with the Creator of heavens and earth who loves you, has plans for you and who has promised to never leave or forsake you . . .wow!   

This is life-changing.  Don't keep this news to yourself.  Read the Bible, God's Word and get connected with a church. Your life will never be the same!!

May God richly bless you!!

Saturday, February 22, 2014

Bugs, Nets and More

At one time, I viewed the dainty mosquito nets as great accents in a child's room. They gave a room a "royal" look.  Now, as mosquito nets become a necessary "life saver" ( in a sense, when you think of malaria), they quickly lose some of their intrigue.  

Take last night, for example, it was hot, humid and sticky.  The net blocked any air movement, even after the night cooled a bit. If you got too close to the edge, the net would stick to your face and if you stretched too far, your feet would escape.  Yet, the net--as uncomfortable as it was--offered protection from the tiny  mosquitos that could carry malaria.  Staying protected isn't always comfortable, it can feel restrictive, but ultimately, it is for our benefit.

The mosquito net also offers protection from other critters as well.  I remember being in India and finding out rats were trying to gnaw through my net, as the bed was next to the cupboard.  Once I pulled the bed out and tucked the net in thoroughly, they were less likely to get too close.  Just a couple of nights ago, we had some strange wasp/worm bugs that were flying around.  We were told they sting.  While Kim and Nathan hunted them down, the younger boys and I were safety under the net, safe from any stinging insects.  

During the day, the nets are wrapped up, tucked away and not needed.  We can see the bugs and avoid them, as well as be aware they dislike the sun and heat.  We will learn to avoid the area the mosquitos like to congregate (tall grass, swampy areas, etc) in order to remain safe.  When we do need to go around those areas, bug spray helps offer protection.

There's a lesson here, I just know it:). I am see how God gives us His Word as a guide.  Here we find insight into His law, plans and purposes.  When we take these directions to heart, we are allowing ourselves to come under His protective net.  God's laws and ways are designed to give us freedom, not restrictions.  When we walk with God, He sometimes will call us into danger, but He clothes us with His protection and goes before us.  

Coming to Rwanda, we knew we would be facing the unknown.  There would be critters (stinging insects, snakes, rats, etc), strange food, an unknown culture, and more, but there has been no doubt that God has been with us, directing us, taking care of us, providing for us and giving us His grace, strength and mercy each day.

We've said it before, there's nothing extraordinary about our family, we just want to be where God wants us to be.  As we've stepped out, we recognize the shelter of His protection and trust in His care.  God is good, even with the crazy bugs, interesting critters and mosquito nets! 

Friday, February 21, 2014

A Few of Our Favourite Things

Playing, singing, talking, teaching, stories, new foods . . . there's been so many new experiences that have quickly made it to the top of our "favourite" list.  We have to share a few with you so that you know we've had some fun adventures here in Rwanda.

Naomi's favourite:
Dancing:  the kids--both boys and girls--dance with joy and enthusiasm!  The girls love to teach Abby and Naomi the moves and Naomi is quickly learning some Rwandan dance.
Group games: planning, teaching or playing, Naomi puts her whole heart into the games.  The kids all know she isn't afraid to play as hard as they do.  Sundays, when most of us are resting, she's up with the kids having a blast.  

Abigail's favourite: 
Language Lessons: learning the language is challenging, but Abigail is picking it up quickly, especially with her local teachers (ages 4-24) teachers who are trying so hard to get her fluent.  ESL has also brought out her gift of teaching young and old.
Thunder storms: when the wind picks up, watch out, a storm is rushing in.  After quickly closing the windows, Nathan and Abby dash out to watch the storm and get some good pictures. Inevitably, they come back in drenched. 

Ethan's favourite:
Ordie the gecko:  he's a gecko who lives in the girl's room.  He's married with 10 children--8 daughters, 2 sons (or so the story goes).  Every night, Ethan sits with mom to hear of this gecko's adventures.  
Going on the swings: friends to play with, places to explore and a playground. . .the favourite hangout place for Ethan is the swing.  Now to find a way to keep knees from getting skinned . . .

Nathan's  favourite:
Catching critters:  frogs, bugs, chameleons and geckos, none are safe from Nathan (except maybe the rats).  Much to Ethan's dismay, his pet gecko may be targeted next.  
Hanging out with the kids: early walks to school, late morning visits, afternoon hang-out times or evening family nights, any opportunity to connect with the kids and college students is used.  Nathan has found more ways to encourage and mentor those around him.  

Joel's favourite:
Playing with the kids: playground time, tag, reading or just hanging out.  Joel is becoming a friend to everyone--even the youngest who was terrified of our white faces!
Fresh Fruit: bananas, pineapples, passion fruit, guava, oranges and limes.  Nothing compares to the taste of fruit picked fresh. Yummy!

Kim's favourite:  
Break down barriers: making people laugh and easing any tension people may have with white folks around.  Walking to the market and having people call, "mzungu" gets Kim quickly looking around  asking "where??" people start laughing, but are no longer pointing.  
Exercise/training:  flying on the swing superman style, reverse push-ups, monkey bars, chin-ups.  Not only is Kim trying to stay fit, he's teaching the kids some exercises as well.

Renae's favourite:
Encouraging kids and mamas:  stories, teaching, games, prayer time or just a simple smile.  Seeing how everyone responds to encouragement inspires me to reach out even more.
Getting creative: learning to think outside the box, problem solve and draw deep from what's already been learned has us all drawing on our creative side.  This can especially come out during ESL prep, lesson planning and family nights.  It's good to be kept on our toes.

More favourites:  trips to the market, brushette, fanta, night sounds, mosquito nets (sort of), pressure cooker and homemade bread . . .

Coming soon:  favourite recipes from Rwanda!




Sunday, February 16, 2014

Lessons from Grandma

In a way, living in Rwanda could be compared to living early in the 20th century.  While the technology is readily available in the city and somewhat seen in the country, the majority of work is done by hand.  There's a focus on relationship instead of speed, careful stewardship instead of waste and living within your means instead of taking on excessive debt.  As we adjust to this different way of life and thinking, I can't help but be reminded of lessons from my grandparents.  

Their lives were characterized by hard work, frugality, creativity, serving, strength through hard times, recycling, sacrifice and building lasting relationships.  Growing up, I had the privilege of getting to know them and soaking up their teaching, especially over cups of tea, working alongside them and playing cards together.  My dad's parents lived in the same yard.  Often, I would see my grandfather collecting, chopping and hauling wood for his wood burning fireplace that burned steadily year-round.  When he wasn't working around the farm, he would be found chatting with neighbours or sitting with his glue gun and wood burning tool, tinkering and being creative. My grandma suffered from extreme arthritis, but that didn't stop her from baking bread (using her elbows to knead the bread), gardening and cooking elaborate meals.  She also offered a listening ear to whoever needed her and was a blessing to our community.

My mom's parents--my other grandparents--lived in town and were extremely hard-working.  For fun, my grandpa would spend days at a time out west, catching wild horses for the rodeo.  At home, his favourite place to be was at the local coffee shop, chatting with friends.  My grandma did hair in her home into her 80's.  She said she loved helping all the "old ladies" (most of whom were 10-20 years young than her).   In her later years, I lived with her and helped her.  She taught me many things about crafting, cooking and hospitality.  She also told me I should save everything because I may never know when I might need it again--a tip that is beneficial until you try to pack up your house!

So here we are, in a place far beyond what is now considered "normal" in North America.  More than ever, I find myself drawing on what was taught to me by my grandparents.  For example, using less mixes and more of my own selection of herbs and spices for cooking, flavouring and dressings.  I am also carefully washing out the ziplock bags and hanging them on the line to dry (something I was sure I would never do!).  I am knitting and crocheting out of necessity instead of leisure, as we were short in our supply of dishcloths.  Even saving carefully and spending cautiously instead of assuming our support will be complete for the next month.  

Shifting our thinking from that of extremely rushed to one of taking time to invest in building relationships has taken time, but the fruit we are beginning to see is proving that relationships are vital.
Overall, our dependence on convenience and technology is being diminished and priority is bring placed on God, faith, family and community.  I can't help but think that my grandparents would be proud that the lessons they taught made a difference in my life!

I am reminded of how much each generation has to offer the next generation.  How often do we neglect to appreciate those who are older and wiser until it's too late?  Perhaps it was Kim's grandmother who gave us the wisest advice when we were contemplating moving to Rwanda.  It was simple: seek God, take a small step of faith and if it's meant to be, God will make it clear. Simple, wise and exactly what we needed to be reminded to do.

While technology insists on pushing us forward, let's not forget the lessons from the past.  God brings those older and wiser into into our lives for a reason.  Let's not miss all that He has in store!

Thank you for your continued prayers. 

The Wilson family 
 
Praise report!  
Kim, Ethan and I have our visas:)
Our family is planning on connecting next Sunday with an English-speaking church, we look forward to this fellowship at least once a month!

Prayer request:
Nathan's birth certificate seems to be delayed, please pray that it is processed quickly (the rest of the kids have theirs, we are just waiting on Nathan's before shipping them back to Rwanda)

 


Thursday, February 13, 2014

A few things we've learned already

We are learning and discovering new things each day, both about ourselves and the world around us.  Our hope is that we won't forget the valuable lessons along our journey.  They are in no particular order . . . What we've learned while living in Rwanda
1. Electricity is overrated. First of all, you buy electricity at the grocery store and enter the code in a little box at your house.  Even then, it goes on and off throughout the day.  When it fails in the evening, we have a limited time with the generator, then it's "lights out".  The first time the power failed during a rain storm, we light candles and carried on with what we were doing.  When the power came on, groans of disappointed were expressed, followed by, "let's just keep the lights off for a bit longer".  We can still cook, see and function without power.  The only drawback: when you are at one end of the house and your flashlight is at the other end of the house and the power dies, leaving you in the dark.  

2. Maybe Walmart isn't the greatest store.  If we were shopping in "supermarket terms" right now, we would be limited to 3-4 (partially-filled) aisles--produce, baking supplies, dairy and limited meat.  Our produce section is a huge open-air market with a vast selection.  The best part is all prices are negotiable.  I still go with a mama (the vendors are telling her they don't want her there with me, because she knows the prices:), and come home with amazing fresh food.  We also are baking our own breads, flatbreads and more.  The taste truly is best with homemade.  Our diet isn't as limited as we first thought.  It's been a good stretch of our cooking skills and we are healthier.  With ingredients we can't find, we are learning to find creative solutions.

3. Time is different here in Rwanda.  This goes beyond "African time".  While there are deadlines and penalties, there's also grace.  Emergencies come up, but they may or may not have to be dealt with immediately.  Instead of the all-out panic and stress we tend to feel in North Amercia, there's an underlying sense of "no worries", it will all work out.

4. Hard work in Rwanda looks very different from hard work in Canada.  We really didn't have a full concept of what it meant to work hard in Canada.  Without the benefits of machines, people are used doing EVERYTHING by hand.  This can range from cutting firewood (Kim fought a losing battle with a chain saw that never did really work), washing clothes, cooking over an open fire, preparing and planting the fields, plus much more.  The tools used are simple in nature and the creativity and ingenuity is incredible.  

5. Rainy season is the warmest time of year. When the rainy season comes, it is the hottest time of year--as opposed to the dry season, where it's cooler.  Take into consideration that "hot" is 28-30 degrees C and "normal" is 23-27degrees.  "Cold" is under 22 degrees.  At night (17-20 degrees) our night watchman wears a winter jacket similar to what Kim would wear when the temperatures are hovering around 0 or lower.

6.  Modern pioneers.  Rwanda is quite advanced in technology, despite the simplicity in how people live.  Many houses are simple mud bricks with thin tin roofs.  They may or may not have power, but everyone has a cell phone--right up to the latest models.  Communication is vital, so texting is the primary way of keeping in touch with those around you.  What a switch from what we are used to.  We are now learning to text more frequently and mostly keep our phones charged.  

7. White people really stand out here. In a sea of variegated browns, our light skin stands out.  The differences in our skin can draw a lot of attention.  We are beginning to get used to being touched, pinched, poked and studied.  Ethan especially draws a lot of attention with his blond hair.  The girl's hair is not ignored--it's so fine and straight.  A stir is also caused if we are seen walking, working outside (this is really strange) or shopping in the market.  We are the only white people in the area, so it's a bit of a novelty.  

8.  You need to view a longer term mission as a marathon. After being part of several short-term missions, we've learned you can't move overseas for an extended period of time with a sprint mentality.  Short-term missions make a quick (but powerful) impact and then leave.  Longer-term missions take time to establish and build trust and gain an understanding of the community, culture and people.  This cannot happen overnight, you need to be patient.  Start slow and remember relationships are vital.

9.  Talents we didn't think were valuable are being used here. Baking bread, drawing, sewing, math, connecting with kids, encouraging, business skills, helping, friendliness, organization, homeschooling, games, kid's ministry, leadership training, teaching, playing and hospitality.  These are all areas that we have found God using our family.  We really had no idea how much we would be drawing on the gifts, talents and abilities God has given us.   

10.  Opened eyes.  You can read about other cultures, learn about missionaries and watch movies about new lands, but until you actually experience it, you don't really understand how different life can be.  We are finding out how much we took for granted (clean water, for example) and learning to appreciate what we have.  We've come to realize how much we love our church and relied on easy communication with family and friends. We appreciate anyone who speaks our language and who can give us clarity on the customs and culture.  There wasn't a full understanding of the abundance of what we had in Canada--easy access to anything we needed, until we came here.  This has stirred up a new sense of thankfulness in all our hearts.  



Wednesday, February 12, 2014

Where's the Easy Button??

I have to admit that we had a bad day.  It wasn’t all-out terrible, just a typical, “not the greatest” kind of day.  What was a little strange is it felt normal. 
The day before, Kim and I were driving back from the district immigration office.  We had our visas in hand, but were still waiting for four of the children’s visas (that’s another story).  As we were driving, Kim was commenting that he really didn’t feel like a missionary, he was just doing what he does all along—help where needed, connect with people and keep busy.  I agreed.  My days have felt rather normal, too.  We’ve been working with kids—just a few more than our typical crew of 5, plan lessons (similar, but just multiplying it by a few more people), take care of our household, take care of books and solve problems as they come up.  We are busy some evenings, running around some days and building connections with those around us.  It’s really nothing fancy, just what we’ve always done . . . only now it’s in Rwanda. 
We don’t FEEL like we are missionaries, yet we are DOING the work that God has us doing right now.  Wouldn’t it be great that as soon as you stepped out in faith or assumed a position of responsibility that all of a sudden, you would be dramatically changed into the person you hoped you would be?  When we stepped foot in Rwanda, we didn’t magically change into these superhero missionaries . . .no, we are exactly who we were when we left Canada.  This has given me much to ponder on. 
We know that we are to be here, there’s no doubt.  God is using our gifts, strengths, abilities and weaknesses to do the work that He has set out for us to do.  When we feel weak, we need to rely on Him to be strong.  When there’s a strength for us to share, we need to trust God to give us creativity in sharing this strength in a way that will bridge the culture and language barriers.  Even in that, the reality is we will not be perfect.  We will make mistakes (ahh, my biggest fear!).  Because there really isn’t much privacy (all the walls are vented, our voices carry, our home and life is under a microscope, because we are white), there is an underlying pressure to be perfect.  This is why those bad days—when they come—are so hard to take. 
To be honest, while the work here has been challenging, it hasn’t been impossible.  The biggest challenge has been only having each other to rely on.  We can’t talk with friends and vent or let out a bit of steam.  It’s limited to here.  Chatting on the internet and email is fine, but it’s not the same.  Emotions can run high and without an “escape”, we all have our very real moments of weakness.  Everyone is missing their friends, familiarity and home.  This is the reality we are facing at this time. 
We thank you for your continued prayers and words of encouragement.  The words that come from friends and family are gold to us.  Know that your prayers are making a difference.  We see God at work.  We see connections being built that only God can build.  We are getting more creative with meals, eating better and learning to bake with the different ingredients we have on hand.  We are trusting God to meet our needs—spiritually, emotionally, physically and financially.  Our family is learning to connect on a deeper level and rely on each other.  It’s hard, but good. 
I am thankful that God gives words of encouragement to our family to remind us that He is in control.  Today, I was given this quote:
“The storms will come, they always do, but remember that God is always in the storm with you.”
Please continue to pray for visas and for Nathan’s birth certificate to come (the rest of the kids have theirs).
Wisdom and insight as we continue to navigate the challenges that arise daily. 

Connections for us all, that God would bring us into contact with friends here in Rwanda.

Sunday, February 9, 2014

What We Do All Day

We are now in our fourth week of being in Rwanda.  It's been a process of adjustment and while we are still waiting on visas,  we are are finding that we don't need to be in the city as often, so we can focus more on what is to be done here.

It's been a time of learning as we balance working with and caring for the orphanage as well as helping with and being available to the newly established bible school.  New routines are coming into place as we each grow and stretch.  

Mornings start early.  We are up by 6 am, though the chorus of birds outside our window begins at 5.  This rivals the loudest of alarm clocks.  Breakfast consists of fresh fruit, plus either eggs, flatbread, oatmeal or yogurt.  If we want to join the kids as they walk to school, we need to be out the door by 6:40.  So far, only Kim has braved the walk that is literally uphill both ways!  Laundry is set out early and everyone is starting their morning's work by 7:30 or 8 am.  Soaked beans are set to simmer & bread is started.  Kim will check on the needs of the day, while Renae will check emails & have staff meetings as needed.  

When Bible school starts, Kim will usually head up to the office to be available to the students and staff.  Renae will help with school & make sure the orphanage books are current.  Depending on the internet, the kids will work on as much school as possible.   Lessons for ESL are planned & classes will begin in a week.  Lunch will be prepped and if there's maintainence, Kim will be invloved. He's already tackled wood cutting, pig pen repairing, vehicle repairs and more.  Everyone will help plan and write the children's ministry class.  In the afternoon, Renae heads up to the office to work on lesson plans & teach the mamas English.  Play time and homework with the orphans take place in the afternoon, with all the kids involved.  There's household chores, baking and meal prep to finish off the day.  

It's getting dark by 5:30 and if it's our family night, we meet with the kids at 7, after a quick supper. This includes a story, game and talk time.  Renae will catch up on correspondence and updates and the kids will squeeze in a bit of internet before bed by 8 or 8:30.  

There's always exceptions to these days, depending on what comes up.  We have market day on Wednesdays, where we are out of the house by 7 am, plus staff meetings with the orphanage and bible school. Trips to the city are once a week, usually Thursday or Friday mornings.  We try to carve out our own family time, so that we can remain a strong family unit.  Saturday afternoons are our fun days with the kids with games.  The teens want to start a youth mentorship with the teens here, to pour into developing them as leaders.  This will also be on Saturday.  Sundays include morning worship and a relaxing afternoon for all.

We are adjusting to life here.  The weather is incredible, the scenery, beautiful and the people are so friendly.  Each week, we are finding that connections are building and we are settling in.  Eventually, we would like to connect to the missionary community in Kigali, but for now, we are slowly getting to know the local community.  The atmosphere is laid back, but the days remain full and the weeks are flying by.  We hope to make the most of the time we have here.  

Wednesday, February 5, 2014

Rwanda--from the perspective of Joel and Ethan

What is it like to move to the other side of the world? It was a little tough packing up the house.  When it got boring, we visited friends.  We were sure shocked when we got home that day, our house--even our bedroom--was completely empty!  It was good to find our blankets at our Grandma's house.  
The next few days were strange.  There were lots of goodbyes.  We really didn't understand how much our lives were going to change over the next week.  New renters moved into our house and our van was given to another family to use.  All of our things to take were packed into large black boxes, backpacks and little suitcases we could take on the airplane. 
 
The church van took us to a hotel.  We got to go swimming and see our aunt, uncle & cousins and our grandparents.  Our parents woke us up in the middle of the night.  We had breakfast at 2:30 in the morning!  

When we got to the airport, we needed to fix some of our suitcases.  Some were too heavy, some were too light.  After we were done, we dropped off our suitcases and were checked by security.  This was kind of fun, it wasn't scary.  We had just enough time to get some breakfast before we went on our airplane.  That was the first time for us kids (other than Nathan) to be on a plane.  When we took off, we thought we might fall out of the sky!  After a while, it wasn't too scary, so we watched a movie.  
Our first stop was Montreal.  We had to wait a LONG time until we could get on our next airplane.  We all had a nap in the airport.

We arrived next in Brussels (that's in Belgium).  Our last flight was the longest and then we arrived in Rwanda.  By that time, it was late at night the next day.  When we stepped off the plane, we knew we weren't in Canada anymore. It even smelled different (not bad, just different).  After a long time, we got loaded in the van.  One of our boxes was broken and another one was lost.

The drive to the orphanage went through the city and then lots of hills.  We were sleepy, so we soon went to bed.  It was strange sleeping under the big nets to keep mosquitos off.  The next day, we saw our new home.  Everything was different.  It's kind of like camping in a really old house, but different.  The walls and floor are cement.  The ceiling is high and the roof is tin, so when it's hot, the tin talks and when it rains, it's really loud.  We have a living room, kitchen and dining room in one open space.  There's a long hallway with bedrooms.  The power goes off and we get to light candles.  

Just a few stairs up from our house is the orphanage.  The kids live there.  We can play at the playground with them.  We get to have family time with the kids and tell stories and play games.  It's fun to play soccer with them. There's always lots of kids to play games.  We are trying to teach them English and we are trying to learn kinyarwandan.  Because we have white skin, people call us mzungu.
In the city, strangers will wave at us, shake our hand or pinch our cheeks.  It's a little weird.  

We see people walking, carrying big loads on their heads, taking yellow water jugs to get filled in just a small, dirty puddle of water.  Sometimes they don't have shoes and have really old clothes.  That is very different from Canada.  The houses are small and look broken and everyone has black skin.  We look very different to them because we are white.

Every day we get up early.  Breakfast is not cereal, but bread, muffins and always fruit like pineapple.  There's not many snacks.  We have beans instead of meat a lot of the time, so we are learning to like beans--mostly.  There's lots of veggies like carrots, tomatoes and zucchini.  It's a good thing Naomi and Nathan like to bake bread and muffins, they taste really good.

We know we have a job to do here.  We like the kids, but we really don't feel like missionaries.  We are the same as we've always been, it's just now we are living in Rwanda.  We miss our city, our church, our friends, our grandparents and our house, but we are glad we are here

 
with our parents and brothers and sisters.  Some days we just can't believe we are really here.  We know God is taking care of us and has a job for us here, so that's good.  

We love to get letters.  You can mail them to: Ethan or Joel Wilson, c/o Victory Family Home of Champions. BP box 4918. Kigali, Rwanda.  


Bye for now:)

Sunday, February 2, 2014

Without you, where would we be?

Our youngest was missing Lethbridge last night.  We sat on the bed and wrapped up in a very special quilt made for our family.  We dubbed it the "lonely quilt".  It's filled with bright colours and pictures of us with some very good friends.  It's a great reminder of the warmth and support we have back home. (This quilt had been in the missing crate, so you can imagine our relief when that crate was found!). Not only does the quilt remind us of home, it's a reminder that missing those we love is ok, acceptable and normal.  This morning, an email from the very friends Ethan and I were remembering greeted me, what a great way to brighten the day!  

Yes, it's only been a couple of weeks, but as we shift our gears from the excitement of arriving to settling in for the long haul, we can't help but reflect on home back in Canada.  It's ok, it's expected, it's allowed.

What has helped us here has been the technology.  Being able to Skype, phone, email, blog and Facebook has helped us stay connected with our amazing support system.  Day to day, we can see the evidence of prayers lifted on our behalf.  As the travel went smooth, luggage was found and even experiencing an "ideal" transition unfolded, we could only give credit to God and thank those who's prayers have helped pave our way.  

You see, us being here only emphasizes the importance of the team we have around us.  While we have the opportunity to be the "doers" in Rwanda, the driving force and the ability to make a difference starts at home.  Without the encouragement of our church, Rwanda would have never been considered.  Without the blessing of our pastor and the congregation, we would not have has the "green light" with the protection or umbrella to be able to make a difference.  Without the supporters (for the orphanage, bible college and our family), there would be no work here.  Missions is a group effort!  

We have truly experienced that support and group effort.  With each email, our spirits have been lifted.  When there's a Facebook message or comment, we are reminded that we are not forgotten.  As people lift us up in prayer, we see God move here.  Being here has given me a greater appreciation for churches with a global perspective--embracing opportunity to make an impact around the world. How exciting!  Thank you for giving our family the opportunity to be able to help make a small difference in the world around us!

Praise reports:
--Visa application has been submitted.  We could have visas next week.  We still need to get new birth certificates for the 4 oldest kids, but we have a 3 month window (with temporary visas) to do this.
--Kim is doing very well driving in Rwanda
--Ethan (who was terrified of rain) is now outside singing in the rain:)

Prayer Requests:
--continued wisdom as we direct the home
--ease in adjusting to life here, especially for the kids (they've been amazing, but we know it's not easy for them)

Friday, January 31, 2014

Those we have grown to Love

In the midst of the blogs and posts, I can't forget the reason we've come--the precious people of Rwanda.  I cannot imagine the uncertainty the staff and children must have felt as they saw their directors leaving.  

Change has been ongoing in this compound.  There have been several directors over the last few years.  Children have grown up and left, and the staff have shifted.  More recently, as the orphanage shifted into closing, 3/4's of the children have left.  Despite these changes, the children and remaining staff have welcomed us with open arms, ready to love and be loved.

The 17 remaining children range in age from 7-17.  Some are true orphans (no known living relatives), and others are orphaned with distant or estranged relatives.  Either way, the ultimate goal is to see each child placed in a home where they will be safe, fed, cared for, and given an opportunity to complete their education.  The process can take time, or, we could suddenly lose several children in a short period.  

Because we don't know for sure how long we have the children, we want to make the most of every opportunity we have to pour into, teach and love these kids.  Evenings and weekends are special.  We can teach a craft, read a story, pray for/with the children and just have fun.  Soccer is played near the church with our kids.  Whenever Kim is checking on or fixing things, he has several young boys with him.  When I go outside, the kids are asking me about stories, missionaries or our next family night.  The girls sort beans, cut vegetables and talk together.  As we figure out our full routine, we want to include more games, crafts and teaching time on Saturdays.  

We've also been impacted by the staff.  They work with such a quiet and gentle manner, willing to serve wherever needed.  They see the children as a ministry and serve here with joy.  We love and appreciate them all!  

Just before we arrived, the Bible College started on the property.  Included in the 43 students are 2 from Kenya.  It has been fascinating to learn about not only the Rwandan culture, but also that of other countries.  What a great opportunity!

Church has also been opened up to the community.  This last Sunday, we had 96 people attend.  It's exciting to see how the community is able to join us.  In the next few weeks, we hope to train some of the Bible School students in children's ministry, so Sunday school can begin.  This will be a great addition to our Sunday service.

Our family continues to adjust.  Yes, the culture, the land and "everything" is very different, but our family is able to draw closer to each other and work as an effective team.  We are learning to communicate with one another and function together in ways we've never experienced.  We truly see this time together as a gift.

Prayer requests would include:
--wisdom, as we direct here. There is much responsibility, but God is with us.
--health, some have tummy troubles here and there
--continued ability to adapt to and learn this beautiful culture.

Wednesday, January 29, 2014

Alien Fruit, Monster Rain and other Grand Adventures

Our crazy adventures continue here in our Rwanda home.  It's been only two weeks, but the experiences are one that are building great memories we will treasure always.

This morning I wasn't feeling 100%, so I sent Kim to the market with a detailed list.  In Canada, he always came back with a "bonus" item (usually something unique or unidentifiable).  

Here in Rwanda, he did not disappoint.  The fruit was large (think misshapen basketball size), heavy, slightly prickly and close to lime green.  Naomi and I decided to crack it open for lunch.  Cautiously we cut into the "alien" fruit.  The texture was brain-like, rubbery and like nothing I've seen before.  Pods encased in stringy material each held a large seed.  When you pull the pods out of their melon shell, they are rubbery (like calamari). This is the edible part.  It tastes kind of like a chewy banana.  Not bad really, just an adventure getting to it!  It's part of our lunch today--fruit salad, pumpkin muffins and sliced Gouda cheese.  

Food has been interesting.  No Walmart just down the street.  We have the local market each Wednesday.  Fresh fruits and vegetables are available for a good price.  There's a few stores, we can get flour, tomato paste and superglue (odd combination, I know).   Eggs, fanta (pop) and rice MAY be available.  The rest of our needs (cleaning supplies, milk, meat, cheese and toilet paper) have to come with a trip to the city.  

We've been enjoying steady heat (27-30) during the day.  The evenings are pleasantly cool, usually making it very comfortable to sleep.  On days it's peaked 30, we've noticed thunderstorms popping up.  It's usually around 2 or 3 in the afternoon we are quickly scrambling to grab our clothes off the line.  The rain usually only lasts 10-15 minutes, then it's back to the warmth and comfortable humidity.  

Last Saturday we had a "monster rain".  The skies darkened quickly and the wind (we hadn't experienced that here yet) picked up.  When the rain came, it was so loud, poor little Ethan sobbed on our bed that he wanted to leave the country and go to a place it didn't rain.  Once we gave him earmuffs and a game, he calmed down.  As the rain poured, the wind drove it into our home through the windows and vents.  Water flooded in from under the door.  Because of the concrete, it's no big deal, we just squeegee the water back out.  Every building had water, but no damage, just a squeegee to the floor and it was taken care of. This was a good taste of the rainy season to come.

We are feeling settled in our mission house and look forward to visitors whenever God opens the doors.  We've been so impressed by the generosity of the people and amazed at how hard-working and happy they are.  The staff here at the home are truly a blessing and we are already growing to love and appreciate them dearly. 

We love receiving the encouraging emails and messages.  Thank you for reminding us that we are not forgotten!

Prayer request for this week:
--favour for the last bit of visa (hopefully today we can get it submitted)
--health for everyone
--continued ease in adjustment for the kids
 



Sunday, January 26, 2014

The Beauty of Church

It was Sunday today.  Climbing the hill to church, I felt weary, it had been a long week of learning so many new things.  We are still getting used the different sounds at night, the warmth of the days and the new routine.  

As people streamed into the church, I was impressed by the reverence and focus. Instead of visiting with their neighbours, individuals would come in, sit and take a few moments to collect themselves. When praise and worship began, the focus was completely on God.  The singing, dancing and praise that came from each person was so pure it brought tears to my eyes.  It felt as though every burden had been left at the door, so when the congregation came in, they were ready to put 100% of themselves into worshipping and praising God.  It was more than action,  it was the underlying attitude that was shifted.

Hmm, how often have I came to church with the hope that church would lift my spirits and give me something to carry me through the week?  What I saw today was people coming in with an attitude of "what can I give?" as opposed to "what can I get?".  If this was our attitude every time we went to church, can you imagine the difference?

Back to today . . .the main focus was thanksgiving.  This is a regular part of Sunday service--counting your blessings, sharing what God has done and giving Him glory.  Interspersed through is also songs of praise, singing, dancing, and so much enthusiasm!  

What brought a smile to my face was the youth choir--the mamas and girls from our home.  They sing with all their heart and dance beautifully.  In the middle of the choir is one mama--Epiphany (a dear, 75 year old mama).  She sings and dances with the energy of a young woman, totally in love with her Saviour.  Oh have I a lot to learn. 

When it comes to tithes and offerings, young and old are encouraged to give--joyfully.  For new believers, it may be a new concept, but nevertheless encouraged.

Last week, Pastor Ed (the director we took over for) preached.  This week, it was Kim's turn.  As he preached about faith, it was great to see how the congregation accepted his message.  We pray that they will take to heart the importance of having faith and trust in God.

We kept a quiet day today, reading, resting, playing a few games.  We want to guard this day of rest and make sure that we honour God by setting this day aside as a holy day.  This is not to sound religious, but setting a boundary in making sure that we are taking care of ourselves, as a family, so that as we pour out, we can be filled.

Thank you for your prayers.

This week, please pray specifically for:
--Speedy applications for the birth certificates, we get them notarized and sent to Canada
--Favour as we return to the visa office (no more surprises) so that we can get our 2-year missionary visas without further delay.
--Wisdom in shopping and cooking for me (Renae), to find a healthy balance so the teens are not always hungry
--Continued clarity as we learn the day-to-day running of the property and the culture.