Selling, Packing, Moving Forward

As I write this, our home of fifteen years looks like a bomb hit it.  We are packing...and we are realizing that we have a lot more stuff than what we thought.  Trying to fit fifteen years worth of stuff in boxes, borders on the overwhelming.  So, we are doing the unthinkable...deciding on what to keep and what to sell and what to give away.  Some of these things have no monetary value, but they are loaded with sentimental value.  My first teddy bear, Louise's doll, a shirt signed by all her classmates at graduation, items that belonged to our parents and grandparents that simply cannot be used anymore, and so on.  I have a number of books that simply won't make it to Gambela...they are just too old, many sporting dates from the late 1800's.

So there is a moment's hesitation between the act of picking up the item in question and the act of placing it in the box.  Yes, no, maybe.  Then there is the Scarlett O'Hara option.  I'll think about it tomorrow...in the box it goes.

The flat we will be moving to is fairly small.  One bedroom with a den.  We have already experienced the joys of downsizing.  Our gorgeous King-size Indian Rose-wood bed was sold last week and we have been wrestling with a full size instead, but so far we have only bonked our heads once.  But space will be a problem, so at some stage the procrastination will have to end and we will have to morph into something more ruthless.  More of a yes, no, no, no...no!

And then there's all that has to be done to get us ready for the adventure called "raising support" - or partner raising, as we prefer to call it, because that is exactly what our supporters will be.  Partners with us in the work of the ministry in Gambela.

To say we need prayer is an understatement...but we know we have many prayer warriors out there who lift us up to the throne of mercy and grace daily and for that we are most grateful.

My paraphrase of Psalm 37:1-22: for responsive reading...

Psalm 37:1-22

Do not get upset when wicked people appear to succeed!

Do not envy the perverse, because they quickly dry up like grass and wither away like green vegetation.

Rather, trust in the Lord and continue to do what you know is right.

Live a life of integrity.

Delight in the Lord and He will delight in you.

He will grant you your heart’s desire.

Surrender your life to the Lord.

Rely on Him alone and He will act on your behalf.

He will vindicate you in broad daylight.

He will openly defend you for all to see.

Relax in Him and be patient.

Wait for Him with calm confidence.

Do not get bent out of shape because those who do bad things appear to be doing well.

Don’t get upset…don’t get your knickers in a twist.

Don’t be anxious.

That won’t get you anywhere.

Know that the bad guys lose in the end. 

But those who rely on the Lord will inherit the earth.

The wicked will be gone a lot sooner than you think.

While you are still looking, they will disappear.

But those who humbly trust in God will inherit the earth.

They will revel in His abundant peace.

While evil people plot and persecute the godly,

The great sovereign King of the universe scoffs at them because He knows their fragile future.

While evil people prepare their weaponry to destroy the oppressed and the needy, and to eliminate the godly,

They will succumb to their own devices and their machinations will be destroyed.

Even so, the meager possessions of the godly are of far greater value than all the riches of the wicked put together.

What they have lacks eternal value, but the Lord will always sustain His own.

The Lord is intimately aware of and intimately involved in the daily lives of His children

Their inheritance is permanent and safe in Him.

They will not be comfortless in times of struggle.

They will be satisfied in times of famine.

But wicked people will cease.

The Lord’s enemies will be like faded flowers burned in a fire…they will vanish like smoke blown away in the wind.

The Wicked borrow, but they do not repay.

On the other hand, the godly are known for their compassionate and generous giving.

Surely, those blessed of the Lord will inherit the earth.

But those who reject Him will be brushed aside.

Glory be to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Holy Spirit; as it was in the beginning, is now, and will be for ever.  Amen.

My paraphrase of Psalm 36

Psalm 36

Those who rebel against God are rotten to the core. 

They have no regard for God and they are so proud that they see no reason to give up their sin.

Their speech betrays their inner condition – their very words are tainted with evil and deceit.

They couldn’t care less about doing what is wise and good.

Even before they get up, they are plotting to do wrong, because they are committed to a habitual sinful lifestyle.

They are determined not to reject evil.

(In stark contrast) O Lord, your gracious mercy is beyond comprehension – it is as infinite as the universe!

Your loyal faithfulness is limitless!

Your justice is as firm and reliable like the highest immovable mountains!

Your righteous judgments are as fathomless as a bottomless ocean!

(And as a just judge who always does what is right) you preserve humanity and all in the animal kingdom.

Your loyal love is exquisitely precious, O Lord! 

You preserve and protect us all like fragile chicks are sheltered safely under the wings of their parent.

We eat our fill at your banquet table and our thirst is quenched by the waters from the rivers of your delights. 

You are a fountain of life and in your light the blinders are removed from our eyes so that we can see clearly.

Continue to shower your love on those who recognize your royal authority and who obey your will.

Vindicate those whose motives are pure.

Do not allow those who rebel against you to gain the upper hand over us!

Do not allow those who have no regard for you drive us out to wander as fugitives.

By faith we can see the rebels lying flat on their faces before you!

They have been sent sprawling and they are not able to get up.

Glory be to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Holy Spirit; as it was in the beginning, is now, and will be forever.  Amen.

My paraphrase of Psalm 35 for responsive reading

Psalm 35

O Lord, contend with those who contend with me. 

Fight against those who fight against me.

Pick up your shield and rise to help me.  Take up your weapons and close ranks to meet my pursuers.

Cause me to know within the depths of my being that you are my sure deliverer.

Let those who seek my life be ashamed and disgraced;

Let those who plot evil against me be repulsed and brought to confusion.

Let them be driven off by the Angel of the Lord, just as chaff is driven off by the wind.

Let them slip and slide away as the Angel of the Lord pursues them!

(I simply cannot understand it.)  I did them not wrong, but they tried to ensnare me in a hidden net and trap me in a pit they had dug for me.

Let them self-implode!  Let them be caught with their own concealed net!  Let them stumble and fall into their own pit!

(In the meantime), I will continue to rejoice in you Lord as I wait for your deliverance.

Every part of my being will declare: “Who is like you Lord?  You rescue the oppressed from the oppressor and the poor and destitute from the plunderers.”

Persons given over to habitual acts of violence rise up against me and accuse me falsely.

I am deeply distressed because they reward me evil for good.

When they were sick, I was moved by their misfortune and fasted and prayed for them…

But my prayers were not appreciated.

To them I behaved as a friend, or even as a brother. 

I bowed down in sorrow as I would were I mourning for my mother.

But when I stumbled, they rejoiced. 

They took advantage of my weak moment and gathered together like scavengers lying in ambush, waiting for the opportune moment to rip into me like a pack of wild dogs.

When I tripped, they mocked me.

Like hungry beasts they wanted to tear me apart with their teeth.

O Lord, how long will you allow this to go on?

Break through their ranks and rescue me!  Save me from being devoured by ferocious lions.

Then I will thank you in the great assembly;

I will praise you before a large crowd of people!

Do not allow liars to gloat over me!

Do not allow those who hate me without cause triumph over me!

They don’t even try to make peace with others, but continually plot against the unsuspecting.

They open their mouths in a wide grimace as they shout, “Aha! Aha! Now we’ve got you cornered!”

This is not hidden from your view, O Lord. 

Do not remain silent or distant.

Be stirred up as an awakening warrior and come to my aid!

O Sovereign King, vindicate me according to your righteous judgment – do not grant them victory over me!

Do not allow them to walk away and say, “We got what we wanted.  We have destroyed him.”

To the contrary!  Let those who sought my demise be exposed and humiliated; let those who arrogantly stood up against me be clothed with shame and dishonor.

But then, on the other hand…let those who desired to see me vindicated shout with passionate abandon:  “Praise God!  Praise him who grants peace to his servants!”

(And because of this….I simply cannot help myself!) I can’t help praising you publicly and telling everyone about your justice!

Glory be to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Holy Spirit; as it was in the beginning, is now, and will be forever.  Amen!  Amen!  Amen!

The countdown begins...

August 1, 2013.  This day marks the beginning of our countdown for the big launch.  In a year's time, God willing of course, Louise and I will be leaving the country we have called home since 1996 for the country we will call home for who knows how long.

As you can imagine, our emotions are mixed...excitement on the one hand and sadness on the other.  We will be saying adieu to so many good friends and family.  This will be the first time we will be separated from our children and our grandson by an ocean.  I am not sure we have fully comprehended the gravity of this reality. I remember, years ago when I was a young Christian embarking on my first mission away from home, reading a biography of Hudson Taylor.  In it, he described saying his final goodbye to his widowed mother.

“My beloved mother had come over to Liverpool to see me off.  Never shall I forget that day, nor how she went with me into the cabin that was to be my home for nearly six long months.  With a mother's loving hand she smoothed the little bed.  She sat by my side and joined in the last hymn we should sing together before parting.  We knelt down and she prayed - the last mother's prayer I was to hear before leaving for China.  Then notice was given that we must separate, and we had to say good-bye, never expecting to meet on earth again.

For my sake she restrained her feelings as much as possible.  We parted, and she went ashore giving me her blessing.  I stood alone on deck, and she followed the ship as we moved toward the dock-gates.  As we passed through the gates and the separation really commenced, never shall I forget the cry of anguish wrung from that mother's heart.  It went through me like a knife.  I never knew so fully, until then, what "God so loved the world" meant.  And I am quite sure my precious mother learned more of the love of God for the perishing in that one hour than in all her life before.

    Oh how it must grieve the heart of God when He sees His children indifferent to the needs of that wide world for which His beloved, His only Son suffered and died."  Taylor, J. Hudson, A Retrospect, Dodo Press, 2009.

But thankfully, times and transportation opportunities have changed, and we will be separated only by a few hours flight rather than months of sea travel.  And then we do have a whole year to spend quality time with them...

So the countdown begins...

A Lesson at the Bottom of the Ocean

So, we are in the process of getting rid of stuff.  Stuff we have accumulated over the years...some sentimental, some valuable, some...well, just stuff.  Most of this has been relatively easy.  Often the memories are the toughest to deal with.  Stuff that belonged to one of our parents or even grandparents.  Like my mum's old leather handbag - every time I look at it I see her digging for her lipstick or a comb or a tissue - how does one get rid of that?  But I did...and, indeed, we have to.  We cannot take this stuff with us to Gambela and we cannot store it here and we cannot shove the stuff onto our children.  We must lighten the load and go out like the disciples of Jesus - with nothing extra.

The hardest thing right now?  Our bedroom suite.  It is a work of art.  Indian Rosewood with brass Indian figurine inlays.  But it is big and bulky and heavy and...just not something we can ship over to Ethiopia.

Strange, but we almost feel as if we are liberating ourselves.  With each new item set aside, sold, given away, or thrown away, we sense a feeling of relief.  One less thing to carry.  One less thing to lose.  One less thing to care for, worry over, protect...

And in the midst of it all, I found this story...it is entitled: A lesson at the bottom of the ocean

Once you read it, you will understand.  It is a lesson for us...all...

Official SAMS missionary candidates!!!!

EXTRA!! EXTRA!!

Rejoice with us! Our official acceptance letter from SAMS has arrived.   We are now officially SAMS missionary candidates.  The next step is to find people who will be willing to share in this ministry as partners through prayer and financial support.   We do ask for your ongoing prayers as we move forward with our Lord. We also ask for you to pray earnestly for Resurrection Fellowship as we seek the Lord's guidance on our future as a church. Louise and I both feel that we are members and representatives of this Body to Ethiopia. Blessings! Johann and Louise