Friday, July 28, 2017

July 28, 2017




This is one of those months where, instead of saying “What can I possibly write about?” I’m saying “What can I leave off to make this thing short enough to read?!”  Since this is a longer letter I’m putting in a few headings in case you want to skip the parts you’re not interested in!

Church in Lalonga

A few weeks ago I went to Lalonga for Sunday morning prayers.  I had malaria and probably shouldn’t have gotten up and driven, but I did.  When I got to the church they all told me that Paul wasn’t around.  He had been summoned to town by the commissioner or something like that and had been gone since yesterday.  The ladies in the church all started looking at me and asking me to lead the singing and preach something.  I was able to tell them that I didn’t have anything prepared, my language is bad, and I had malaria (I got up to vomit twice during worship!) so they should just do what they would have done if I didn’t come.  I probably could have done something, but I think that sometimes good discipleship means not taking charge and just seeing what happens, so that’s what I did.
               
Teresa got up after a while and started leading a song, and during that first song a young boy came over to the tree.  I have never seen this boy before, but this was only my second time back at the Lalonga church since I got here.  I thought he was just visiting, but then he got a chair and sat up front facing the rest of the group.  When Teresa was done with the song she had started, this boy started leading other songs.  He was obviously struggling and uncomfortable, but after a few songs he got out a Bible.  Paul has been reading through and preaching on the book of Luke, so they had a short discussion trying to remember which chapter and verse Paul had finished last week.  The boy then started reading (which was funny to me because he started in the middle of a story!).  When he finished reading, he asked the group a few questions about what they had read, and then was done.  At that point, I offered to share something with the group.  I talked about what God had been teaching me in my devotions lately (the snakes and stones message of last month’s newsletter) and then we closed with more singing and prayer.

Next Story:  Yesterday I went to Torit to get some materials for the building work I’m doing.  I remembered that Paul said he was trying to find a ride to Torit, so I stopped at his house and asked him if he would like to come with me.  A ride on one of the “Public Transport” vehicles costs 1000 South Sudanese Pounds, which is about 4 days’ wages right now.  I fully expected him to excitedly come, but instead of taking  the free ride he said:  “I can’t.  We are meeting with the members of the church on Wednesdays to train them how to do evangelism.”  I masked my surprise and excitement and left for Torit.
               
On my way home from Torit I saw Paul walking down the road toward his house so I picked him up.  I was a little surprised since the church is literally right next to Paul’s house.  He told me that they had started meeting in one of the other villages (Lalonga is made up of like 5 or 6 sub-villages) because they had people from another village coming.  He told me that Some men who used to be part of another denomination before it just fell apart wanted to be a part of a church, and were coming for this evangelism training so that they can try to start a church in their village.  Basically Paul is teaching the people from his church, and two guys from another village a set of stories that they need to know to share the gospel with their neighbors, and then making them go out and do it and bring back a report the next day, and this has spread to other nearby villages too!
               
These might sound like a couple of random stories about local believers to some people, but we are working in a tribe that has had missionaries for decades and has had very little fruit in the area of church discipleship and reproduction.  When I first came to South Sudan, there were Bible studies going on in five villages which all eventually dried up because they found out that we weren’t going to give a bunch of aid and handouts.  In the midst of a frustrating building project and being separated from my family, I am leaping with absolute joy after seeing that the church we left behind before our extended furlough is not only still existing and meeting, but that Paul is discipling young men in his own village to take leadership when he is not around, teaching his members how to share the gospel with their neighbors using stories, and including people from other villages with a view to starting churches in those villages!  Praise Jesus.

Building Project/House Work
               
The building project is going along about as expected.  I say that with a bit of tongue-in-cheek because “as expected” in South Sudan involves a few headaches!  If you saw the pictures I included in the prayer calendar email, they were all of various things that I’ve been trying to deal with or solve!  My extension cord melted, the “builders” made part of our water tower with crooked pillars (to hold 5 tons of water 6 meters in the air), part of the fuse panel on the pickup melted yesterday because I drove through a puddle and the fuse overheated and melted instead of blowing, one of our old water tanks (the one I wrote about cracking a while back, which I’ve been patching over and over again) just exploded when I filled it up with water, the cooling fan on our generator melted and ran into the alternator basically spoiling the whole thing, and the burned-up truck you see was an issue of road insecurity on one of my trips to town (I wasn’t ever in danger, it’s a long story that involves a guy travelling at night with soldiers in his truck which are both bad decisions!).
               
In the midst of all of that, the kitchen has all kinds of shelves and creative storage to make Amy’s days a little easier there, the building is up to “window level” and we are going to put on the lintels tomorrow for the doors and windows, the water tower is halfway up, the materials are all here (which is a big deal, transportation out here is complicated!), and we’ve been doing some evangelism with the guys working on the buildings.
               
There is still a lot of work to do, but I am confident that it is going about as well as it can go!

Our Family
               
For the last five weeks or so Amy has been in Uganda with the kids while I am in Lohutok getting this work finished on the house.  There are so many things that needed to be done just to relieve the daily stress of living in a storage facility/workshop with two rowdy boys, and our house is literally set up like a work zone right now with all of the projects, that it just wasn’t possible for us all to be here together.  We could have come back as a family sooner, but it would have meant putting off all of this work until “there is time” which never happens.  We decided to just get it all finished in one go and then be done with it.
              
Logistically that seems like the best plan, but it is difficult.  Ezekiel has not handled the transitions so well, with the moving and then me being gone, and has had a few behavior problems that are really stressful for Amy.  I have just been away from my wife and kids for a month, but I’m going back in a week and a half to spend some time with them, get some daddy time with Ezekiel to talk about his behavior, and then do a bit more shopping to finish bathrooms and such.  Please pray for our family with all of these things going on.

Money
               
In the midst of all of that, God has been faithful to us in providing for what we need.  Last month I wrote that we had lost a few donors because of financial difficulties, which has led to a bit of a shortfall in our building budget.  I wrote to a few of you individually to ask for help, and God has graciously provided (in promises at least!) about half of what we were asking to make up.  That’s all I’ll say about money here, please write to me if you would like to know more or want to help make up some the monthly commitments!

There is so much more I could write.  It’s been quite an eventful month, but I’ve already tripled my “one page only” rule for newsletters!  Thank you all for praying, giving and writing with your encouragement.  Both of our email addresses are below if you would like to write, We always love hearing from people!

Philippians 1:3-4,

Justin (for all of us), Amy, Ezekiel and Caleb.

Friday, July 7, 2017

July 7, 2017





Or What man is there among you who, when his son asks for a loaf, will give him a stone?  Or if he asks for a fish, he will not give him a snake, will he?  If you then, being evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your father who is in heaven give what is good to those who ask Him!  Matthew 7:9-11

This newsletter is a bit longer than I usually like them to be, but hopefully it’s worth the read!

Two weeks ago I came back to Lohutok to start working on our house.  The goal is to get the work on our house finished before Amy and the kids come back, so when we are here together as a family we can be focused on language and culture learning, etc.  As is par for the course when managing a building project in South Sudan, nothing goes according to plan!

Before we even left to come back, I had been meditating on what it means to be sons/daughters of a good, benevolent father.  I talked a bit about justification in the last newsletter, but another side of that truth is this example from Matthew 7.  I was talking once with a group of recruits for our organization, and some of them were anxious about the appointment process, the length of time it will take and some of the difficult requirements they were given.  I was encouraging them that after 8 years as a missionary, I can look back at all of those times when things didn’t happen as fast as I wanted them to happen, and I can say “Okay, I see what you were doing there!”  I reminded them that God is not going to give a snake, He’s not going to give a stone, so we can trust that our Good Father in Heaven really is making things happen in the best possible way for us, even if it seems painful or hard.

So now I’m in Lohutok.  Before I left Uganda I was able to arrange all of the materials I need to do this work and have them shipped up to South Sudan.  The truck bringing my things was delayed for a few days because of rain, and was late reaching Torit (the town 50 miles from here).  The second truck, who had agreed to bring my things the rest of the way, then had mechanical problems, so by the time he got that fixed he couldn’t ship my materials anymore because he had a pressing job with UNICEF.  We were supposed to have building materials a week ago and now I’m still waiting.

We have a few friends here from South Africa who know how to do things like pour cement and build buildings, things that I’m not particularly good at.  Scott is one of them, and he was planning on being around until July 10th.  My goal was to finish a few of the things that I really need his help/advice on before he leaves, but on Sunday Scott received tragic news about his father and left the next day for South Africa.

I went to Torit the day after I heard that the truck was going on a different job so that I could intercept him on the road and talk to him, and also to bring cement back from town for the work on our place to continue.  I found the driver and talked to him, and then on my way home that night I got hopelessly stuck in the mud, spent the night on the road (after digging for 6 hours or so trying to get out) and ruining 4 bags of cement because the water from the puddle flooded the back of the pickup.

In addition to all of that, there have been other irritations with getting the internet working, extra trips to other villages, donors (large ones) who have come upon financial hardship and have had to stop giving or stop giving as much, being separated from my family, not ever getting a chance to Sabbath, etc.

                                                           Charles, the technician who came to install our
                                                                                               internet (and 2 others connections) sprained 
                                                                                               his ankle while he was working.  A frozen water
                                                                                               bottle was the only way we could get ice on 
                                                                                               the swelling!
The funny thing about all of this is, I feel pretty good about the whole situation.  Normally I’m the task-oriented, impatient guy who needs everything to go quickly and according to plan, but this time around it just…feels different.  I keep meditating on the fact that God is not in the business of giving snakes and stones, and so I can trust that even though the materials aren’t here, our cash is getting low, I’m tired from driving and digging myself out of the mud, and the things/people I was putting my trust in for help aren’t around now, God is still actively controlling and providing for my circumstances.  He is good, He knows what the end looks like while I can only guess.  In the same way that I long to be back with my children and love on them and bring them gifts, God is passionately looking out for and providing for my needs, but in an even greater way!

Philippians 1:3-4,
Justin (for all of us!)

I fixed the broken tank, had no leaks in it at all, pumped it full of water, used it all day, and the next morning it had sprung a new leak!