Sunday, March 20, 2011

Reflect on it #4

Here are some quotes from a book I highly recommend called "UnChristian" by David Kinnaman:

"Human beings are easily alarmed, and Christians often respond to their fears by exaggerating the danger and by seeking solutions that do not appropriately address the problems."

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"You change a country not merely by bolstering its laws but by transforming the hearts of its people."

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"Someone is sitting in the shade today because someone planted a tree a long time ago."

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Reflect on it #3

Today marked the final session of our Life and Teachings of Jesus class with Reg Codrington, I can honestly say I have never felt so bummed to be done with a class. These were the closing words regarding the person of Christ, be blessed:

WHO IS HE?

In Chemistry, He turned water to wine.

In Biology, He was born without the normal conception

In Physics, He disproved the Law of Gravity when He ascended into heaven

In Economics, He disproved the law of diminishing return by feeding 5000 men with two fishes and 5 loaves of bread

In Medicine, He cured the sick and the blind without administering a single dose of drugs

In History, He is the beginning and the end

In Government, He said that He shall be called Wonderful Counselor, Prince of Peace

In Religion, He said no one comes to the Father except through Him

THE GREATEST MAN IN HISTORY

Jesus had no servants, yet they called Him Master.

Had no degree, yet they called Him Teacher.

Had no medicines, yet they called Him Healer.

He had no army, yet kings feared Him.

He won no military battles, yet He conquered the world.

He committed no crime, yet they crucified Him.

He was buried in a tomb, yet He lives today.

I feel honored to serve such a Leader who loves us!

Sunday, February 27, 2011

Reflect on it #2

The other night, while in worship chapel with the group, one of the other ladies showed me a quote which I really enjoyed. Here it is, (Italics added):

"Confront the dark parts of yourself, and work to banish them with illumination and forgiveness. Your willingness to wrestle with your demons will cause your angels to sing. Use the pain as fuel, as a reminder of your strength Which comes from Christ."
- August Wilson -

Saturday, February 26, 2011

Getting Used to Cold Showers...

During our time here in South Africa it has been a struggle simply to take a shower, it is a surprise if the pressure is more than a trickle, and to actually have warm water all the way through is considered a true blessing. Cold, quick showers fast became the norm, with everyone seeming to be fighting for the water at the same time nearly every day.


Around here, it is hard to let the ‘norm’ settle to some kind of a routine. The norm is going off on adventures almost by the day. Even though we are living in a sort of bubble, it is hard to think of any two days being the same.


In the past few weeks we have done so many things it is hard to keep track of when it all could have even fit in! We made our final visits to the service sites which we then signed up for. We spent a day at uShaka Sea world and water park, going from a Dolphin show - where I got to dance with one of the stars of the show! - to countless water slides, lunch with the group out in the parking lot, and then more slides before heading to a professional Rugby match between the Sharks and the Cheetahs. The guys all painted their stomachs and everyone put on some facial war paint in support of the Sharks - who ended up winning the match - and even though most of us had no idea what the game was really all about we cheered as loud as any of the other fans in the stands.


For our biology field trip this week we got to visit a local game reserve where we spent about an hour in a jeep driving along bouncy roads checking out the local ‘wildlife’ and hearing all about the life of our epic guide, Divon. We saw Giraffe, Zebra, Wildebeest, Warthog, Ostriches, Impala, a large number and variety of bird life, some turtles and even Rhinos! We heard about how Divon raised two leopards, used to steal Ostrich eggs that the mothers had kicked out of the nests - still a dangerous pursuit - and spent much of his life in the wilderness. He trained as a ranger and had to make several trips into the bush with a bottle of water and a knife and survive for a set period of time - sometimes while he was followed by ‘hunters’, forcing him to become stealthy, fast and silent, while trying to complete any of a number of objectives before getting caught. He also told us about many close encounters with the African animals as well as some which had tragic endings - including taking a newly wed couple out on some boats just two days after they had said their vows, they happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time and one extremely territorial and dangerous Hippo wound up killing the new bride, right in front of the husband who was in the same boat. He talked about getting charged by lions, and how to interact with Black Rhinos (the more aggressive of the two kinds) and many other animals. He had a great deal of stories which had us all focused for the whole of the time that he was our guide. On the other side of that day, we got to plot grids and count grass...while more involved than it sounds, it is actually not as daunting as we had expected it to be.


Then, this weekend we spent Saturday doing a Canopy Tour of zip lining between 8 platforms, 7 lines in total. Speeding between the trees and taking in the incredible view on both sides as we came in and out of the canopy cover - long expanses of low rolling green hills to one side and a waterfall against a rock face to the other side. Going out for Ice cream when the day was done and then watching a movie with some of the group later in the evening was a good way to end off a great day.


Just so that you do not get to thinking that all we do is goof around, you should know that this coming week marks finals for us, and people are constantly working on papers and projects or studying while we are not out having the time of our lives...not to say that the learning has not been enjoyable, indeed it has been incredible. The opportunity to take classes in a place like the one we have been blessed to live in for the past month already makes even the seemingly mundane into a new experience. The knowledge that our professors have so willingly poured out to us is the kind that one hopes for in every class and only seldom finds. Personally, Life and Teachings has been one of the greatest courses so far, the fact that we are learning from a man who has so much life experience makes the lessons he teaches that much easier to listen to and at times I find myself unwilling to leave class when it is over.


After this next week is over we will be heading into the community to work with the service sites we have all signed up for. We will be working with the children, visiting people in their homes - including AIDS patients - and helping with building and other local needs, as well as getting to know the people and learning from them. The fact that we have been in a relatively ‘North American bubble’ here on campus up to this point makes the prospect of getting out and digging in very exciting. God is going to do big things in the hearts of each one of us, my prayer is that we would be open and receptive to it. Hearts are going to break, relationships are going to grow, assumptions will be shattered, and in the end, I am confident, hope will be sewn and restored. It has been my personal experience that God does not allow our hearts to break for the things that break His heart without giving us the promise of hope in the end.


On top of the adventure and the academic, I have had the wonderful opportunity to co-lead a D-group with Allie Schlafer. We have 11 in our group in total, including Allie and myself. We have been meeting three times a week, Monday evenings - when we go through a chapter of Romans, Wednesdays at dinner times where we share a time of just coming together in the middle of the week for support and overall good times and conversations, and Friday mornings before breakfast in the prayer chapel when we go through the minor prophets together. Keeping in mind that we are all relatively the same age, Allie and I have been working to be less like people who are ‘in charge’ to being facilitators of conversation, study and relationship. It has been an incredible blessing to be in this group with each of the other ladies in it, to hear about their lives and to work through some of the questions that come up during our times of Bible study has been challenging and rewarding. I look forward to continuing to get to know each of them. Prayer for our group would be greatly appreciated.


Prayer for prepared hearts and minds as we get into this week of finals, and as we ready ourselves to step out into the community would also be a huge blessing. Thank you all for prayers and support.


Until next time,

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Sailing on a Ship, Phil Wickham

A voice is on the wind
It calls me further in
I’m heading deeper into Your heart
Your mark is on my chest
My sails filled with your breath
You guide me by the light of the stars

I’m sailing on a ship that’s bound for life
I wrestle with the wind against the tide
I'd leave it all behind to reach for more
I’m sailing on to Your golden shore

The skies go blue to gray
And I’m thrown from wave to wave
You still will hear these lungs singing hard
With every storm I face
I have found a greater grace
That pulls me deeper into Your heart

I’m sailing on a ship that’s bound for life
I wrestle with the wind against the tide
I'd leave it all behind to reach for more
I’m sailing on to Your golden shore

I’m sailing on a ship that’s bound for life
I wrestle with the wind against the tide
I leave it all behind to reach for more
I’m sailing on
To where the water’s running sweet and bright
The sun is rising in the eastern sky
I'd leave it all behind to reach for more
I’m sailing on to Your golden shore
To Your golden shore

Something about this song just seemed so appropriate to share when it came up on my Itunes this morning. Enjoy.

Wednesday, February 9, 2011

How will you respond?

"People today, often young people, think that it is all right for them to go their own way as long as they go God's way at some later point. They want to have fun now and serve God later - when they are too old to be of much use or when their opportunities for solid preparation are gone. Granted, it is better for them to sin now and repent later than for them to sin now and not repent at all. But the best way is to come to Jesus early and serve him both early and late. It is best to give your entire life to his service. Besides, if you delay now, you have no guarantee that you will be able to come to Jesus later, you may, but sin takes its toll, and one of the things sin does is trap us so that we cannot get free even it we want to, and usually we do not even want that freedom. If God is speaking to you and you are saying no, you should know that although it may be hard for you to say yes now, it will be even harder to say it the next time around - even assuming that God speaks to you again. The only safe thing is to give prompt and sincere adherence to God's call."

This rather long quote came in some reading I have been doing lately and it really reminds me of the passage from MAtthew 6:24 that is talking about serving two masters, something you can not do. You can not live for fun and self, and still live for Christ. The two are opposite, not compatible in any way other than when you are living for Christ those things which we are lead to do become the things we love and enjoy doing - and they are far better than those things which we do on thoughtless impulse when God is not added into the equation. It is so hard to live continuously in the will of the Father, but that leads me to one more quote which I have recently come across in some reading that I will leave you with (This one from William Wilberforce),

"Above all, let us guard against the temptation, to which we are all susceptible, of lowering our standards to match our lives, rather than raising out lives to match our standards. Let's be honest with ourselves and find out the worst about ourselves; when we do, we should allow the knowledge to move us emotionally. We shouldn't try to immediately smother the pain we feel with a sense of false peace, but instead we should patiently carry around with us a deep conviction of our ineptitude and failure, a realistic sense of our weakness and infirmities. This cannot be an unhealthy state of mind for those who are commanded to 'work out their salvation with fear and trembling.'"

(This does not mean that we walk around moping and feeling bad about ourselves, but that we hold a realistic view of who we are in relation to God as fallen humans who are constantly in need of Him. We work out our faith - not that we are saved through such works - by working out where we need Christ more in our lives. Through dealing with struggles rather than hiding from them, and for this there is a season as there are seasons for all things, the pain does not last for ever but it is important to allow it to sink in in-season rather than try to hide from it and miss what God would say to you through it...the post underneath this one goes more into that. Sorry there is so much, but I thought breaking it into two posts would make it easier to read psychologically.)

Amazed

It never ceases to amaze me just how easy it is to point fingers at another culture in regards to areas of spiritual attack. Or, on the flip side, how much more personal and real a faith in Jesus Christ can be. It has been mentioned before, but I can’t help return to it, no matter where you go you will often see those who have much and those who have next to nothing. The north American dream of being happy when we have the next best thing or the newest gadget has so distorted our way of thinking, to such a degree that when we step outside our cozy lives and see people living with nothing but the clothes on their back we are shocked that they could have even the smallest amount of joy in their lives.


The idea mentioned in Luke 12: 15 is so contrary to the world’s way of thinking in many ways, that “a man’s life does not consist in the abundance of his possessions”. One of the most encouraging things that comes along with any journey outside the wealthy western mindset is the real and tangible joy that is shown among people - often total strangers - just because they share the most basic, yet incredible, of gifts, that is life!

But the rest of the world has become so bent on individualism, no longer thinking to share in the joy of simply being. There is so much blindness in that kind of pride. We neglect the ones who are in need, we forget the ones who have given so much of themselves because we like to think we made it on our own. I apologize if this inclusive-type language is throwing you off, maybe these things are more particular to me, maybe not.


And it is not just about the materialistic side of life, so many of us who call ourselves people of faith fall back on the same way of thinking. We call out to God in the hard times when the only option we have is to lean on Him. Then, after He has seen us faithfully through, we turn our backs on Him and try again to do it on our own. Inevitably this only leads us back to a place where our only option is to again call out to God. And in a strange sort of way, thank you Lord for those times, as painful and awful as they can be, for you use them to remind us of a very important lesson. We need you. Truly, we do. But I pray that cycle would be broken! That it does not take some terrible event to make a change for the better, rather that a change would be made simply for the joy of being closer to Christ!


We become blind to sins of habit, blind to temptations, blind to addictions, blind to envy, blind to pride. That pride, which keeps us from acknowledging our weaknesses and our needs, is so lethal. God would you root out the pride from among us, show me where my pride is keeping me from being all of who you want me to be!


God truly uses those who put themselves in a place to be used. Those who humble themselves and allow God to bring them through times of testing and trials, of painful rebuilding - when the pain of guilt and sin, and our desperate helplessness without God become so evidently clear that it can not be ignored, hidden or forgotten. Miracles can happen when people are willing to get to that place with Jesus. People are able to speak into the lives of friends and loved ones - not with fancy words or a prepared speech, but through daily actions in the smallest of things; broken relationships can be mended when we are able to put our hurt and indignation - our pride - out of the way and take that first step of reconciliation. Circumstances that would cause a great deal of fear and unrest in many people can be faced with a sure confidence that there is one who is above anything we may be facing, one who will see us through when we lean on and call out to Him. Personal brokenness, and darkness at the inner parts of our lives can burst with light and healing when we seek help, when we get over ourselves and acknowledge the fact that we can not do this life alone, that is not how we were created. We were created in the image of God who is the perfect image of real community, the Trinity.


Pride is about so much more than the physical things. There is spiritual pride - that thing that keeps us from reaching for help when we know we need it. There is a spiritual side to many things which many of us never really think about. Gluttony, envy, pride - and the rest of them; the fact that many of us never think about these things in these ways is part of what keeps us blind from the ways God wants to change us, to shape us and make us more into the selves He wants us to be.


These ideas and thoughts are not unique to myself, I have done a good deal of reading in the past year that has opened my eyes to a great deal of need and incompleteness in myself - without having faced those issues and dealt with them, rather than run from them and sweep them under the rug all over again, I don’t know where I would be now. Physically I would likely still be here in South Africa for the semester, but emotionally and spiritually I would be in such a different place. In the past, just like everyone else out there, I have struggled with sins that seemed routine, habits that I never really acknowledged as such. Things that would make me feel bad, plague my conscience for a while, then I would turn away - not dealing with it - and go on my way, not God’s way - which includes dealing with and shedding light on those dark areas.


Last semester it was a theme on campus to acknowledge those dark areas, it got very uncomfortable and I could not ignore it any more. No matter how far down you are able to burry something, it is never deep enough, through the eroding force of time and circumstances it will come up again. The only way through it is to deal with it head on. Something we are not meant to do alone.


Wondering why or even how God could continue to seek after such a lost and foolish people, struggling with how I could deal with the fact that I am prone to fall over and over again, so many other things were thoughts that took over my mind for the better part of a month. I don’t have the answers, but I know that God is above it all. The fact that His love is so big that it covers over a multitude of sins is staggering. But it is not just about hiding those sins. He sheds the light on them, and it is often painful, but it is so important in becoming the self that God has in mind for each of us to be. There is no other way.


Let me be the absolute last to say that I have any kind of majority of this walk with Christ figured out, because if there is one thing I have been made so sure of in the last year it is that I really don’t have a clue. But one thing I do know, God will not just do it all for us, we need to take the step of accepting His help. I do not know what that might look like for other people, but for me it was getting others in on my own struggles, having accountability, maybe thats what others are needing. Maybe it is something else, I promise God has set the door open wide for us all and now we must walk through it. Something that was said in church here the other day is bouncing through my mind, we must position ourselves to be healed, to accept what God is doing. This is a two way dance, not a spectator sport. We must be involved, and when we refuse to do something we are actively choosing to walk the other way. Yes, it can be hard; No, I don’t know the specifics of every person out there; Yes, it is something I did for a long time; and no, I would not trade away any bit of pain and discomfort that came with the process. It is so worth it.


If you can sense God calling you to a new way of being, do not ignore it! My pleading heart hopes that you would embrace it! Yes it will be uncomfortable; No, it is not going to be the easy way. The easy way is the way of the world, not of God. God’s way is more beneficial than any other out there. When you walk in His way, no matter how much it may seem so, you will NEVER walk alone. Don’t let ignorance and pride keep you from being the best possible you that you could ever be. Sin can be fun, easy, no big deal right? Wrong. Is that the argument you would try and make to God if you died in the next moment and had to answer for yourself? None of us are promised a tomorrow on this earth as we are, I do not know when my time in the flesh will end, the thing is to be ready all the time! Please hear me, I am so far from anything close to perfection, I have so far to go, but these are things God has put on my heart and maybe it is so that someone else can glean from it.


Please pray for a continued sense of need, for a sustained desire to learn and grow and be broken and remade in this place, in this time and for the rest of my life on earth, no matter how long or short it may be. I pray for those of you who are getting something out of words that are not mine. There is nothing I could ever say to make a difference in anyones life, but if God sees fit to use me to say something to another then Praise Him for it! The desire to change comes from within each of us, no amount of fancy words can make that choice for us, I pray that some reading - and those not reading - would be drawn to make that change. If there is one other thing I have been moved by, it is the assurance so many people have of the fact that God truly answers prayers. God is not distant and still, He is here, among us in the Spirit waiting for us to respond and to seek Him. He will make a difference in your life, just give Him the chance.


“And this is my prayer: that your love may abound more and more in knowledge and depth of insight, so that you may be able to discern what is best and may be pure and blameless until the day of Christ, filled with the fruit of righteousness that comes through Jesus Christ - to the glory and praise of God.”

- Philippians 1:9-11

Thursday, February 3, 2011

Sawibona!

Have you ever breathed so deep that you wish you could close your eyes and just hold it in, pause the world, breathe it out and then study the moment? There is something about a good two lungs full of fresh air that makes time seem to stand still. Today, for Biology we got to take a bit of a field trip into a large area much like Canada's provincial parks. There was wildlife, lots of trees, lots of grass, a little waterfall and a massive gorge that we got to sit by for some quiet time. I know, "quiet time in biology class?" but hey, it's all about humans and the environment, and it is from a Christian perspective, so God needs to be allowed to work in there as well. Getting to sit out on the edge of a cliff with a forest below your feet and another cliff face off to the other side on top of which is a herd of impala grazing in the long African grass, with a hot African sun beaming down on you, and a river running through the gorge below is by far the ideal way to learn about the environment...all you teachers out there, take note!

Apart from most of the group placing impala poop in their mouths just to see who could spit it the furthest (something which we are told is a great fun game that much of the local farming community is keen on as a game), we got to look at a few of the different types of grass that grew in the area, play with wild aloe plants and get some more sunburn...When we return, make sure you keep your eyes open for people who look like us but are a few shades darker in skin tone. :P Yes all you mom types out there, we are wearing sunscreen, you just don't understand the incredible power the sun has down here! five minutes is all it takes!

We were assigned our D-groups today, Allie and I will be leading one with about 7 girls. Please pray for us, that we would get to know each other well, that we would connect and that God would really use our conversations and activities together to grow and shape each of us more into the person He wants us to be. When I say that we are the 'leaders' it really means that we will be responsible for starting conversations and holding each other up in prayer, other than that it will be a collective effort of sharing and being open with each other. I am excited for this chance to dig into the lives of these other girls and I truly look forward to what God holds in store for us for the rest of this semester.

Many of you may already know from facebook photos and status updates, but last night, in our intercultural communication class we had a rather unique snack time. We got to try Mopane worms! Creatures which are collected, prepared and sold by the bucket loads! They can get up to several inches long during their life, they are taken from trees that they live on, the guts are squeezed out of them, they are boiled and the set in the sun to dry before being sold to many people who enjoy them for their nutritional benefits. They are kind of like beef jerky in the texture, and they smell something like a mix of old barn, petting zoo, and poop. But they mostly taste the way an old barn smells - I hope that makes sense to most of you because it is about the only way I could describe it.

I have a friend from the summer whose mom has breast cancer and has recently gone into the hospital and is really not doing well, Would you please all join with me in praying for her, and for her family. For healing and for peace. The mom has been fighting with this for a long time, and from what I understand this is the worst that it has ever been. I know that prayer works, that God delights in answering prayers, and that He desires we come together in agreement and that we commit ourselves to prayer. Please would you do this with me.

Love you all, thank you for prayers and support.

Monday, January 31, 2011

Birds of Prey, Sunburn, Mud and Waterfalls

A couple of days ago we all set out to attend a bit of a flight show. Not with the typical array of airplanes, but with several different types of South African birds of prey. When we got there we were able to wander around and view many of the different kinds of birds which are kept at the sanctuary, the birds who live there are mostly ones who have come in with injuries and are being nursed back to health before being releases back into the wild. Eagles, vultures, hawks, owls and a few other types of winged creatures can be found there. Some of those birds, if they were to stretch out, would no doubt have wingspans longer than I am tall. And yet they are less than half my weight. The show was pretty cool, we got to see several of the birds in action right up close as they flew mere feet in front of our faces. Of course making it that much more of a bummer that I could not spread my wings and fly with them. But I suppose there are things I can do as a human which they can't.

When that was done we all sat around at picnic tables and in the play ground to eat our lunches and visit before climbing back onto the buses and vans to take a tour of downtown Pietermaritzburg, where we saw the place where Ghandi was forced to leave a train for sitting in first class, for which he had a ticket; this was the event that set him to doing many of the things he later became known for in regards to racial reconciliation and passive resistance.

Then we all drove up to a place overlooking the whole of the valley in which the city rests. It was a marvellous view and many pictures were taken (PS if you are wondering, I have been posting photos via facebook since trying to get them all up here would be a great hassle). Perhaps it is key to add that it has been quite sunny here the past few days, and whether or not the sun is stronger in the southern hemisphere, or if it is due to the hole in the ozone being near here, I don't think there is a single one of the 55+ of us who came out of it without at least a small amount of sunburn, some worse than others.

With the sun comes a great deal of increased activity in the local monkey population, there have already been several cases of monkeys breaking into rooms and making a mess of things, as well as getting into the dining hall in search of scraps. Each time their presence is made known by a thunderous shout from everyone nearby of "MONKEY!" at which time all the girls stand to watch and the 'men' take chase...regardless of the fact that we have been warned that they can be quite viscous given the right set of circumstances. It always makes for great entertainment - I say this, of course, having not had to deal with the mess of one of them getting into my own room yet.

The large slip and slide which was bought by a previous group has seen a great deal of use in the last couple of days as well, and the local waterfalls have become a great place to get away. The other day two groups set out to climb one of them in order to get to the bigger and better one a ways beyond. I was part of the second group, which was all girls. We took about one and a half hours to go both ways. It started out easy enough, but soon we were trudging through the river, as there is no path running beside it, and scaling 15-17 foot waterfalls. One of the girls took a bit of tumble, but she recovered well and continued with us. It was a good stretching opportunity for many of us who had never done something like it. After trekking for about 45 minutes we finally reached our destination and got ourselves soaked in the water falling from above - at least, a little more soaked than we already were from the journey up there. Then it was time to head back, trying to make it for dinner we had to pick up the pace a little. By the time we got to that first waterfall and had to scale it back the other way, we were already running late. But this was not something to be rushed. Luckily it was surprisingly easier to go down than it was to get up the first time. Maybe this was our stomachs driving us on, or maybe it was because through the fears of many we were able to pull together as a group and work side by side to get back down. Of course at this point, being covered in water, the rest of the trek - especially up a particularly muddy hill - only served to get us very dirty, which was of course half the fun of the whole adventure. Finally we all made it back and were greeted with cheers from the rest of the group, as well as the one who had returned about 30 minutes before us, and a great deal of awesome food, which was increased because of the appetite we had worked up. All in all, it was a great adventure, which I hope we can repeat again in the not too distant future. If you have never scaled a waterfall, you are missing out. Just make sure you are not alone when you do it.

Yesterday was Sunday, meaning church, and then some of us attended a night service where we were served wors (sp?) rolls (I am told is is a very SAfrican food) before heading back and crawling into bed eventually in order to be ready for another week of classes.

Love you all, thanks for the continued prayers! Till next time,
Ntombi Wezintaba (my new Zulu name!)

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Sanibona!

Phew, already a few days have gone by since a substantial blog. It may only grow longer between blogs now that classes have begun and the reading list grows daily...

We arrived here at the Africa Enterprise campus for Azusa Pacific International on Saturday after a short flight and bus ride into Pietermaritzburg. We were greeted by a traditional African tribal dance on the front lawn of our campus; unfortunately for those of you reading, rather than watching through a lens it seemed more appropriate to just be in the moment and no photos were taken. Apologies. Shortly after that surprise we found ourselves sitting together in our main classroom being introduced to the local staff and being 'oriented' once again. Then we were given our lunch coolers, laundry bags, room keys (which are skeleton keys - heck yes) and sent to unpack. The story with the laundry bags is that African Enterprise (AE) has provided two local women with work and wages for washing the clothes and bedding. We were given lunch coolers so that when we go on safari and to our service sites we will be able to pack a lunch and water that will stay cool; plus they have our names on them - bonus! The way the room situation was broken down was 7 people per chalet, four rooms with three of them being two-person rooms and the fourth being a single. It just so happens that I was selected to be in one of the single rooms, which is actually a blessing. That is in no way because I do not want to be around the others, but it is nice to have a place to get away once in a while...not that there are no other places to get away when you are in South Africa. But that's how it is and I am loving it.

On Sunday we were piled into one of four vehicles after breakfast and set out for one of four local churches. Some of us ended up going to a church that is made up largely of an Indian congregation - for a split second it was unclear whether or not were were in South Africa or had been transported back to India - it is always refreshing to attend a service where the people are so into giving their all in worship that they do not care about how on key they are when they sing. The message was relevant to the congregation and ended with practical ways to put the message into practice. Don't get me wrong, no congregation is perfect, but at times it is mind-blowing how backwards and incomplete we seem to get things back home. If all it will take to make a change in the North American church is to step outside our culture and see how the rest of the world does things then I pray North America will take that step.

The rest of that Sunday was spent in another brief time of orientation and then dinner and tea times...Oh yeah, Tea Time - South Africa has ignited a love for tea, specifically Rooibos, the leaf of which only grows near the Cape.

Monday brought our first chapel session which put the director of our program, Reg Codrington, up front to share a little about the Kingdom of God and doing Kingdom work. Part of what he talked about regarding Kingdom work brought back memories of another time in another part of the world, India, where Kristie Voth challenged me by asking whether or not I was willing to labour for Christ. The temptation is to say yes without thought but two years later it is still something worth mulling over from time to time. It is not something one can say yes to a single time and then forget about, it is a daily choice. Another thing he said reminded me of one of Jim Badke's favorite things to say regarding being 'ruined for the ordinary'. Jesus would you consume us here that when we return nothing will be the same! Such things can be dangerous prayers - kind of like praying for struggle before setting out to climb a mountain - but a life of normalcy is no longer an option.

Monday was also the first day of classes. Mainly getting to know the profs and going over the course syllabi for Biology - which will see us taking 'field' trips every week - Intercultural communication and Introductory Zulu - a language which is fun and challenging, it even involves words which require clicking. If you are not sure what I mean by that just watch a movie called "The Gods Must be Crazy" and you will see (although Zulu is not nearly as 'clicky' as that). Each class already has a fair amount of reading required for the next few days and so the time for work begins. As intense as these next six weeks are certain to be I look forward to learning as much as the Lord will allow my little brain to take in, so long as it never becomes more about the grades than the lessons.

It has been raining here for the last week and the landscape is rich and green and beautiful because of it, looking much like the lower mainland of BC. There is a constant drizzle and a wonderful mist over the trees and the hills. The waterfall right behind our chalet provides a constant backdrop for the birds and the bugs to sing over. You could say many of us are in the 'romantic honeymoon' stage of falling in love with a brand new and exciting place, but it would be false to say that is all it was. This place provides much of that which any adventurous soul hopes for. Even the less 'sightly' parts, the townships - one of which we got to visit today - where the kids are lucky to go to school and luckier still to find work when they finish, where livestock populates the middle of the road and where far too many homes are run by children. Yet it is rare to see a face unwilling to smile, or an individual reluctant to interact...It is becoming increasingly evident that those who have absolutely nothing are the ones who cherish the most important things.

It would be easy to sit back and point fingers at a materialistic culture like that of the majority of North America, but when has pointing a finger ever fixed anything? What will it take to wake a nation, a continent, to throw away the misery of the 'American dream'? Individualism, Materialism, many other words which shed light on the fact that what is called a dream is really a nightmare if it were to become total reality. Much of our western way revolves around having, getting, taking, owning, wanting. The world would not survive long if everyone simply chose to live for themselves. Survival needs giving, helping, pouring out, providing. Forgive me for seeing these things both now and previously and yet not truly applying them. Let's make a difference. Let's stop the 'keeping up with the Jones's lifestyle'. Am I a naive youth with more passion than sense? Maybe. But why does sense have to replace passion? They are not mutually exclusive.

All that said, please pray for a continued growth in community, for perseverance as the semester gets into full swing of the busiest part and that nothing we do here is about good grades but that God would truly be given full reign to form, shape, change, destroy, and rebuild in many ways.

Sala Kahle!

Sunday, January 23, 2011

Reflect on it #1

"After climbing a great hill, one finds there are many more hills to climb. I have taken a moment here to rest, to steal a view of the glorious vista that surrounds me, to look back on the distance I have come. But I can only rest for a moment, for with freedom comes responsibilities, and I dare not linger, for my long walk has not yet ended."

- Nelson Mandela

Saturday, January 22, 2011

Touch Down S.A.


A little more than 24 hours after we set out to begin the journey to Africa we find ourselves in a nice little hotel just outside of downtown Johannesburg. First, a brief overview of the past couple of days:


Tuesday the 18 - all day orientation to the details of what the next few months would look like, packing last minute things together, saying farewell to those who did not come, pulling an all-nighter...(good idea?)


Wednesday the 19th - Walked to the east Campus trolly stop at 3:15 AM. Loaded and boarded a bus while saying farewell to those who woke to see us off, set out for LAX, arrive at LAX to check bags and get through security without a hitch, first flight = roughly 5 hours, two hours in Washington DC before boarding another plane bound for Africa.


Lost in time change 19th or 20th - First flight over the atlantic lasted about 7.5 hours, touched down in Dakar, Senegal where some left the plane and some remained (our group and a few South Africans heading home). Sat on the ground there for about one hour before taking off again for JoBurg (as it is called).


Lost in time change 20th? - last flight for this leg of the journey was roughly 8.5 hours. Got off the plane and collected an endless amount of luggage marked with bright orange tags from the terminal, made it nicely through customs and found our lovely South African family. Loaded onto a bus and made it to the hotel.


So far the landscape looks only slightly different than a typical big city in North America, besides the fact that driving is opposite and the earth is red. JoBurg is the largest city in all of South Africa and we were told that is why it still has that first world feel to it. Tonight as it is something like 7 or 8 PM locally (10 in the morning back on the west coast of North America), we have each been given mere minutes to send off an email letting people know we have made is safely, that is the point of this blog. To let as many people know is as short and convenient a way as possible. That is also the overall reason for blogging rather than trying to Facebook everything.


I will close by saying that we have all safely arrived, all but one piece of luggage - I think - has made it, a piece which will be delivered to the hotel a little later. Showers after 30 hours of traveling is amazing, and the prospect of spending time lying vertical on a real bed for some real sleep is very exciting right now. But hey, T.I.A no worries!


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Today, the 22nd, as we sit back in the airport again there is a group of nursing students and a few others who have decided to break out in a workout...I am not going to lie, this is one of the most entertaining things that have happened so far.


Soon we will be on a plane heading 55 minutes into Durban where we will get on a bus and head to P-Burg. Many of us are looking forward to getting into a place where we can settle and unpack our things, up to this point it has felt more like some kind of a vacation, especially in some of the areas around JoBurg where things are very developed and not all that different from what things might look like back home. I am looking forward to digging in to the things that we will start learning on Monday, two days from now.


Yesterday we went into Soweto (South Western Townships) where blacks were forced to live and to work as laborers in the Gold mines which made JoBurg into the thriving place that it is. There were tin huts next to small two room homes next to multi-level town house-type buildings.


Many of us have yet to get a full night of sleep and so the weariness keeps me from being able to put down some of the thoughts I have about the things we learned. We were able to see much of the history of the country through our short time at the museum for Apartheid and we got to drive through the streets of Soweto where riots happened and where Nelson Mandela and Archbishop Desmond Tutu lived. That part was very interesting.


I really hope that once things slow down a bit I can put in some more thoughtful blogs, for now I just wanted to get something out there for those of you interested.


More blogs to come, stay in touch!


P.S no real wildlife sighting so far. ;)