25 March, 2007

A Grateful Heart


When I woke up this morning, my heart overflowed with thanksgiving. I had to sit down and make a list.


* Our sweet friend, Nancy, came through surgery well and her tumor was benign.

* Jon will be back in a few hours from a 10 day trip to Niger.

* Art and the stretch of creativity without supplies at my fingertips.

* Prayers for a mission pastor has been answered. Our newly-arrived pastor led a wonderful seminar yesterday.

* We've had both water AND electricity lately...and sometimes at the same time!

* Music. I'm looking for suggestions for new inspiring music, any suggestions?



* Internet and Window shopping. LIterally-with Microsoft Windows...you know, Target puts their weekly ads on the web.

* Friendships-old and new. IMing friends in the states and a girls' slumber party with FIVE extra girls in the house Friday night.

* A trip to Kenya-for a teacher's conference...and to visit a dear ol' friend! Just one more week, Lei.

* A care package. Thanks, Trish! A letter from home. Thanks, Mrs. Donna!

* Language-oral and written, books, Scripture, lyrics, poems...can't image life without language.

* A promise of a Home forever-sometimes I can only think about Heaven.


Give thanks with a grateful heart,
Give thanks to the Holy One,
Give thanks because He's given
Jesus Christ His Son.

And now let the weak say "I am strong."
Let the poor say "I am rich."
Because of what the Lord has done
for us
Give thanks.

A Circle of Ministry


As I promised earlier, I will answer some of the questions you sent.

Here is one that has taken me a few weeks to ponder and try to come up with the answer….but the answer is always changing, but I’ll try to explain it all the best I can.

QUESTION: What all does your ministry encompass?

When I think about what our ministry enCOMPASSes, images of that cool tool that holds a tiny pencil and draws perfect circles dance around in my head. (Loved getting a new one every August before school!)

So, I could answer this question very quickly by saying that Jon works as an administrator at the mission office and I am a middle school teacher. However, this short answer would only be the tiny dot where the sharp point of a compass would rest and would not provide a good picture as to what our ministry really looks like. If you took a compass and created a circle to contain the various aspects of our ministries here, just this past month, the circle would include so much more. Perhaps the following prayer requests will help you understand the circle of ministry a bit more.

-Pray for Jon’s 11 grade Bible class. They have finished an overview on Romans and are in the middle of an intense class on Apologetics. This class is made up of Muslims, atheists, Hindu, and believers.

-Pray for the 7th grade boys Jon disciples each week. EVERY Thursday, the boys ask me numerous times in class, “Is Mr. Parker going to be here today?” They love and respect him and hang on every word he says. (Not to mention how much they cherish the hours he plays soccer with them.)

-Pray for our students’ growth. We are continually encouraging a servant’s attitude in the hearts of our students. Just the other day, a few kids threw down trash without thinking twice. When I asked them to pick it up, they told me that if they did that, then the “workers” wouldn’t have a job. “It’s the Nigerian way,” was their excuse. We spent the next few minutes talking about how we are to follow Jesus’ example of being a servant.

-Pray for safety. Each morning during devotions at least one student prays for someone who had been robbed the night before.

-Pray for a specific student of mine. She is very outgoing, but she has confided in me that she is struggling with depression.

-Pray for Mattie Grace as she listens to Nigerians read English as part of a literacy program.

-Pray for our hostel children who are growing up without their parents beside them. Just the other day a young girl came to me crying because her parents broke their promise of visiting her… again. I held her and prayed with her.

-Pray for our precious Nigerian friends. The political tensions are rising. Elections are in April. We pray for them and with them.

So often the real ministry develops in the everydayness of life. It begins on the soccer pitch or during a water balloon fight. It grows when we put our arm around a students shoulder and talk about proper dress or speaking respectfully. It develops when we are sitting around a campfire late at night. It is strengthened through laughing together, trusting one another and going through the rigors of being transparent with each other. Through the Holy Spirit’s strength and wisdom, we continue to work for His glory. Thank you for your prayers!

18 March, 2007

A Few Thoughts on Water

We never know the worth of water till the well is dry. ~Thomas Fuller, Gnomologia, 1732




1 of every 6 people in the world lacks access to safe drinking water.

Twice as many lack access to improved sanitation.

80 countries, home to 40% of the world’s population, are encountering serious water shortages.

In the 1990s the number of children killed by diarrhea -- the result of unsafe water and sanitation -- exceeded the number of people killed in armed conflicts since the Second World War.

One toilet flush in the U.S. uses as much water as the average person in a developing country uses for a whole day’s drinking, cooking, washing, and cleaning.

We didn't have water for five days. It wasn't a big deal...until days 4 and 5. We were all getting a bit "ripe" and didn't enjoy hauling water to and from someone else's tap. (Spoiled girls, we are!)

On Friday night we arrived back from our monthly trip to Abuja (Lauren and Naomi got more braces on their teeth) to find that we still didn't have water...or electricity. We hadn't had electricity for more that a few minutes (literally) a day for the last 10 days. I was due at an ice cream social at school in 20 minutes and was very tired-not to mention smelly and hungry. Added a bit more perfume and a splash of powder to my body and headed out with my girls (and a few others) who were so excited about the social. During those hours at the ice cream (dinner, for my kids!) party, I remembered how fun it is to be a kid. Naomi skated until she had huge blisters on her legs. The girls were laughing so hard. No cares in the world.

After the party, we headed home to a very dark (dry) house. With the help of a flashlight, I cleaned out the (warm) fridge because all the food had gone bad. I was tired, hot, stinky, and discouraged. Jon had just left in the morning for a 10 day trip to Niger. (How could I complain when he was in 120 degree heat?) I slept fitfully, waking often to pray during the night.

Saturday, blessings abounded! We got some water in-and about 30 minutes of electricity...at the same time! This gave me time to pump water. We were SO excited to have water in the house. No complaints about the cold showers...we were just happy we were wet!

Spent all day Saturday outside in the sun....we are quite toasty and smothered with aloe vera, but had such a relaxing day. Good thing about not having electricity...an excuse to not iron all day!

This lack of water got me to thinking....Jesus is the Living Water......cleansing, refreshing, essential to life! I have always taken water for granted. Never wondered if it would come out of the tap or not. Never really conserved beyond turning off the water while brushing my teeth. Now, water is precious. Every day we pump it. Every day we filter it. Every day we save it. May my focus on the Living Water be even more consuming...for He gives me life. May I never go a day without Him.

Jesus answered and said to her, “Everyone who drinks of this water will thirst again; but whoever drinks of the water that I will give him shall never thirst; but the water that I will give him will become in him a well of water springing up to eternal life.”

11 March, 2007

To Be Sure of You




Piglet sidled up to Pooh from behind.
"Pooh!" he whispered.
"Yes, Piglet?"
"Nothing," said Piglet,
taking Pooh's paw.
"I just wanted
to be sure of you."
~A.A. Milne


Thank you for all your notes, emails, cards and care packages.
Thank you for leaving comments on this site.
Thank you for your chats at odd hours of the day and night.
Thank you for sharing joys with us.
Thank you for being the shoulder we have needed when we cried.
Thank you for letting us be your shoulder when you have cried.
Thank you for helping us sort out big decisions.
Thank you for helping us with little decisions.
Thank you for your many prayers and encouragement.
Thank you for sending photos from home.
Thank you for loving our children so much.
Thank you for just being there.

10 March, 2007

"Mommmeeee...COME HERE!"


Moments before, Mattie and Naomi were outside playing basketball.

Suddenly.....
we heard them screaming outside...calling us as if there was an emergency.
As we ran outside, we heard their giggles and saw them dancing.

It was raining!

We haven't seen rain for almost five months.
Everything is cooled down and washed off.

The girls danced around with their hands in the air.

And we are so thankful it didn't come during the camp out last night.

Call of the Wild







We farmed out our own kids.
We prepared the menu.
Tents and sleeping bags were procured.
Pranks were planned.
Location was reserved.
(Unfortunately, due to security issues,
we stayed in the back of a fenced compound.)

Here are the statistics of the weekend:

Two hundred water balloons
Sixty bananas
Fifty sticks of suya eaten
Forty oranges
Thirty-six Hershey bars
Thirty-three 7th graders (they ALL came!)
Twenty rules given
Fourteen rules broken
Thirteen pounds of rice
Nine tents
Five large containers of water filtered
Four bags of marshmallows roasted
Three adults supervised
Two hours of swimming
One bonfire enjoyed
Zero minutes of sleep


There never was a child so lovely, but his mother was glad to get him asleep.
-Ralph Waldo Emerson

Gotta go take a nap!

05 March, 2007

Friends



Thick As Pea Soup



Harmattan rolled back in on Friday. Harmattan is a wind that blows in from the Sahara leaving a haze that is similar to fog, but made up of fine dusty sand. When thick, it can limit visibility and provide cooler temps as it blocks the sun's rays.

03 March, 2007

Ahhhh.....did you hear it?



Did you hear the big sigh today about 5 PM (Nigeria time)?
The work of the week is over.

It's been a long, busy week

Long.

Very busy.


Friday was Elementary Field Day.
SO much fun...Naomi came down the waterslide head first, backwards.

Lauren just came down.


On Friday night we had the entire 8th grade over for a big party at our house.

Lots of games played.
Tons of food eaten.
Bonfire with s'mores enjoyed.
Water balloons thrown.
Capture the flag played.
Flour dumped on heads.
Jolly Ranchers handed out.
Memories made.

Saturday morning Jon went to a school to play with football (soccer) with the kids and share God's love.
Got home in time to head out for carnival activities at school.
Jon worked a wet sponge-throwing booth...he was the target.
Lauren worked the zip line.
I sold tickets.



We all had so much fun!

Now, we are going to rest. Ahhhhhh......

Next week we're taking the 7th grade camping.

Great Is Thy Faithfulness

She felt warm to me in the morning, but she went to school with a Tylenol in her tummy. However, by noon she was at my classroom doorway crying. Her arms and legs ached. She was dizzy and sick to her stomach. Her temp was at 102 F, but Jon had a class to teach and I had to finish up the day, so she got some more Tylenol.

This is the way the week began for Mattie Grace.

Mattie's temperature shot up to 105 for three days, dropping to 103 F with medicine every few hours. We were worried and called on many of you to begin praying. Our prayers have been answered. Yesterday (Friday), she began to perk up a bit and it dropped to 101. She ate for the first time in days and got out of bed. Today she was tired, but doing much better. Thank you so much for all your prayers and encouragment these last few days.

We are praying that she will regain her strength quickly and she won't have a relapse.

As we struggled through the week with little sleep, lots of concern, making it day to day with a bit of job reversal (Jon stayed home all week, nursing Mattie back to health), I thought often of how God's mercies are new every day...and this song played through my mind all week, especially this following verse:

Pardon for sin and a peace that endureth.
Thine own dear presence to cheer and to guide,
Strength for today and bright hope for tomorrow
Blessings all mine, with ten thousand beside!

Great is Thy faithfulness,
Great is Thy faithfulness,
Morning by morning new mercies I see:
All I have needed Thy hand hath provided
Great is Thy faithfulness, Lord unto me!