Thy Kingdom Come…

One family's journey crossing cultures in pursuit of the kingdom of God

A Strange Normal…or A Normal Strangeness

Life in Addis is lived with people from all over the world.  Jon works at a hospital with Koreans, Norwegians, Ethiopians, and even a couple of other Americans.  Bekah, Grace, and Hannah go to a school that includes people from 21 different countries.  In church the Bible passages are read and the prayers said in different English accents every Sunday.

Among other things, we talk about having to work out the time differences between us and the people we Skype back home; we compare the airlines and airports, flight patterns and duration of travel that it takes for us to arrive in Ethiopia.  We expect our friends and colleagues to be gone for months at a time as they visit their home countries.  When we return, we expect to, on the one hand pick up where we left off, and on the other hand find out what has gone on in our absence.  We refer to everyone’s “passport” countries to describe where they wee born as opposed that the country they might call “home.”  We compare the special “treats” that we stock up on and request for in packages.

And the strange thing is…we begin to think this is normal.

And then we find ourselves packing for three months back in the U.S., deciding what to take and what to leave behind.  We make arrangements for our financial obligations to be met while we are away.  We temporarily suspend or pass on responsibility for the ministries we have become involved in.  We say good-bye to people we expect will be here when we return and people we may never see again.

It is then that we realize what you probably already knew…only crazy people do this!

May God give us the grace to sustain us through the ups and downs of this life of transitions and instability to which we have been called.

Worship…The Goal and the Fuel

Part B:  Worship is the Fuel (continued from Worship is the Goal)

How does this happen?

This is a tall order, seemingly impossible at times, even most of the time!  How, then, does it happen?  I think the impossibility of it is the key.  We can’t save anyone, we don’t cause anyone to worship, and we are incapable of instilling faith in anyone.  The Holy Spirit must work and realizing this takes the burden from us.  And yet the responsibility remains, the responsibility that we have as God’s people to use our gifts to love, exhort, encourage, and teach those within our realm of influence remains.  So, again I ask, how does this happen?

“But worship is also the fuel of missions.  Passion for God in worship precedes the offer of god in preaching [or teaching, healing, administrating, etc.].  You can’t commend what you don’t cherish.  Missionaries [or any other Christian] will never call out, ‘Let the nations be glad!’  who cannot say from the heart, ‘I rejoice in the Lord…I will be glad and exalt in thee, I will sing praise to thy name, O Most High.’  (Psalm 104:34, 9:2)  Missions begins and ends in worship.”  (John Piper)

It begins with us.  If we “can’t commend what we don’t cherish,” are we being drawn into “white-hot enjoyment of God’s glory” and are we experiencing a deep sense of “gladness in the greatness of God” through our teaching and healing?

One might assume that since we are vocational ministers we are automatically able to do this.  The truth is that the demands are greater, temptations are stronger, and our emotional and professional resources seem to be less and weaker.

So the question remains, for us as well as you, can we say from our hearts “ I rejoice in the Lord…”  (Psalm 104:34, 9:2) so that we can do our, part in calling out, “Let the nations (or just our patients and students) be glad.”

Tour of Bingham: Part 1 Grace’s Tour

Here is a tour of Bingham Academy from Grace’s perspective.  Photography by Grace.

Grace's Classroom

Grace’s Classroom

 

Grade 1 and 2 Playground - The Slide

Grade 1 and 2 Playground – The Slide

 

Grade 1 and 2 Playground - The Merry Go Round, Tire Swing, and Monkey Bars

Grade 1 and 2 Playground – The Merry Go Round, Tire Swing, and Monkey Bars

 

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Grade 1 and 2 Playground – The Tukul

Grade 1 and 2 Playground - The Slide (and back of Grace's classroom)

Grade 1 and 2 Playground – The Jungle Gym (and back of Grace’s classroom)

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The Drop-Off and Pick-Up Area, Gym, and Flags Representing Students’ Countries

 

 

On Living and Dying

Do not be deceived: God cannot be mocked.  A man reaps what he sows.  Gal 6:7

For it is by Grace you have been saved, through faith – and this is not from yourselves, it is the gift of God – not by works, so that no one can boast.  Eph. 2:8-9

A few months ago, I attended a dinner in Soddo in honor of a visitor from the US embassy.  I was in Soddo to help cover call for a few days for Paul Gray who has been the only general surgeon there since we left in August.   The dinner was sponsored and organized by an American professor who had been in Soddo for a few months teaching graduate students at Wolaitta Soddo University.   He was a visiting professor in Soddo and had worked at a university in the southwest US.   The dinner was pleasant enough and Paul mentioned to me that he had operated on this man for a diabetic foot infection a week or so earlier and hadn’t seen him back yet.   “Huh” I thought, “Those can get out of hand pretty quick.   He needs to get back to see Paul.”  I assumed that would be the end of it.

A few weeks later, we visited Soddo again as a family during the girls’ Christmas break.  It was a very nice break and it was great to see everyone again.   While we were there, Paul told me that he was having a hard time with this patient.   His foot was not getting better, and in fact it was getting worse.   Paul was trying to get him to get back to the States for a vascular surgery evaluation and better care.  For some reason, he couldn’t convince this patient to go home and get the care that he needed.  Paul told me he was worried that it was going to get out of hand and he would end up with an amputation.  The patient had finally gotten tickets to fly back to the states, but wo days later, he showed up at MCM with a severely infected foot.   My partner here, Chi Chung, took him to the OR and debrided all of the dead tissue and strongly advised him that he have an amputation.   He refused.   Chi left town for a few days and I was reunited with my dinner host from several weeks before.   We talked for a long time and he filled me in on his story.    He had grown up in a West African country and as a young man had been a member of parliament and had risen to the position of cabinet minister before civil war broke out and he was forced out of the country.   He ended up in the US where he had political asylum and eventually gained citizenship.   He earned several master’s degrees and a doctorate and had been teaching graduate students before coming to Ethiopia.   He told me about his daughter who was a surgeon in the US Army in Afghanistan and a son also in the US Army, who was stationed in the Middle East.   We talked about his medical situation and I strongly advised him that he needed an amputation.   He continued to refuse.   I took him back to the OR and debrided more of the foot.   At this point the infection was moving up the foot to the ankle and I was concerned that it would spread up his leg.

I spent many hours talking with him about his situation and finally after another couple of weeks, he was convinced to have an amputation.   I decided to do it in a couple of steps to make sure all of the infection was gone before the definitive amputation.   Several times he nearly left the hospital to go back to Soddo to teach before we could get him through the operation.   Immediately after I did the operation he said that he was leaving.   I had been working the whole time to make arrangements to get back to the states and had been trying to get ahold of one of his kids to help me make the case for getting home as soon as possible.   I was in contact with the US embassy and working on flights and arrangements and he was still, very irrationally, insisting on going back to Soddo.   I explained to him that I had lived in Soddo and it is not an easy place to get around for anyone, let alone an elderly, diabetic, amputee.   Still he insisted and 4 days after I performed an amputation on him, he left the hospital against my strong advice.

Two days later, Paul called me from Soddo saying that my patient was not doing well.   He had been unable to take care of himself, as expected, and appeared to have had a massive stroke, paralyzing the left side of his body.     Slowly, over the course of the next couple of days the web of lies that we were told came to light.   By hunting through his computer, Paul was able to find contact information for his daughter.   It turned out that she was not a surgeon in the military, she was a hospice nurse in the States and had not seen him in 25 years.   He had other children in Europe and Africa, but had abandoned them all to pursue his degrees and career.   Even his career had been a farce.   His attachment to the university in the states was as a part-time adjunct faculty member, not a full professor.   His daughter had recently gotten married and begged him to come to her wedding, but he refused because he was preparing to come to Ethiopia. He had no other close family or friends.  He was alone in the world and had neglected everything…his family, friendships and his health in pursuit of his own ego.  Even as his foot was rotting off, his pride prevented him from telling us the truth of his circumstance.

He made it back to MCM and his daughter made arrangements to fly to Addis to see him.    The patient continued to insist that someone from the UN or US Embassy was coming to get him and fly him out to the US.   His daughter made it to see him about a week after his stroke.   When she walked into his room, she didn’t even know what he looked like, because she hadn’t seen him for so long.   They talked for a long time and she learned more about her father then than she had known for her whole life.  He was clearly remorseful and broken by seeing that he had wasted his life in pursuit of his own ambitions and ego and the obvious emotional toll this took on his only daughter.   Through tears he apologized and begged for her forgiveness and she forgave him.   Later she and I discussed the options for his ongoing care.   We made tentative plans and she returned to the states.  The patient had other plans though.   Having reconciled with his daughter and having nothing else to live for, he simply chose to give up on life.  He rapidly began to deteriorate and his wound broke down and bed sores sprung up and quickly became out of control.  Less than two weeks after reconciling with his daughter, he passed away.

This patient’s story illustrates many biblical principles.   In Proverbs it says that pride goes before a man’s fall.   In Galatians, Paul says that a man reaps what he sows.   This patient certainly did.   He pursued his own interests at the expense of everyone else.    If not for his daughter’s persistence and concern for the father who abandoned her, he would have died completely alone.   There is also another important biblical lesson that his life and death illustrates.   Nothing puts us out of God’s reach or disqualifies us from God’s love.   In Romans Paul says that nothing, not “death or life, neither angles nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation [like abandoning family to pursue one’s own interests], will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord.   Throughout his hospital stay, we continually shared the good news of God’s love with him and very last words on earth were a prayer asking for God’s forgiveness and reconciling with Him through the work of Christ on the cross.

It is easy to be cynical about deathbed conversions.   Isn’t it unfair that he lived such a selfish life and still gets to go to heaven without living for God more that a few hours?   Yes, it is unfair, but not to those of us who follow Jesus.   It is not unfair that we should have to follow God and others get a free pass at the end of their life.   It is a great joy to part of the family of God and to know Him and experience his love and forgiveness.   It is unfair to God who is Holy and sent Jesus “who had no sin to be sin for us, so that in him we might become the righteousness of God” (2Cor. 5:21).

A New Home for the High School

Bingham is getting a new high school building!  Click below to see the progress.

Update High School

You can also check Bingham out on Facebook at:   https://www.facebook.com/BinghamAcademy

6 Year Old Worship

Grace’s bedtime prayer a few nights ago:

 Dear God, you are the best, best, best, best, best, best, best, best, best, best, best, best, best, best, best, best, best, best, best, best, best, best! Amen.

Fun at Bingham Academy

Field Day

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A few weeks ago was Field Day at Bingham Academy. Not only an all school event, it is a community event as well, with people attending who don’t even have kids at Bingham! This is basically a two-day school wide track meet. It was fun to see the cute and clueless KG (preschool and kindergarten) kids running and hopping down the track and the much faster and very much more competitive high school students racing down the track.

I was impressed by the attitudes shown by the students. They competed well, running and jumping at their very best, some passing one another for some great finishes, and others putting forth their very best and just missing the person in front of them. Many school records were broken. And yet, they were happy for one another’s wins, broken records, and accomplishments and sympathetic to one another’s losses, stumbles, and falls.

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Grace competed in the 25-meter dash and the sack race and finished well.


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Hannah also got to compete in a 25-meter dash set up for the little ones.

Middle School Beach Party

Last weekend was the middle school beach party on Bingham campus.  They really did manage to create a 1 meter deep pool and a 30 meter long slip n slide in the middle of the field and a mud bath in an old claw foot bathtub.  I wasn’t about to go anywhere near that since I’ve seen what’s mixed into the mud here.

Where are you Christmas?

Where are you, Christmas?
Why can’t I find you?
Why have you gone away?
Don’t you remember
the girl you used to know?
My world is changing;
Presents I’m rearranging.
I wish I could find you in December.
The next year has started now.
And I’m happy Jesus Christ was born.

By Grace

Worship…The Goal and the Fuel

Part A:  Worship is the goal

“Man’s chief end is to glorify God, and enjoy him forever [worship].”  (The Westminster Confession)

“Missions exists because worship doesn’t.  Worship is ultimate, not missions, because God is ultimate, not man.”  (John Piper)

As Jon and I reflect on the past 18 years, really the whole time we’ve known each other and since high school, it looks something like this.  The first ten years were spent in academic and spiritual preparation.  The next five years were focused on vocational/practical and spiritual preparation.  These were followed by one year of support-raising, moving, etc. and one year of trying to figure out life in Ethiopia, getting to the right city and situation within the country.  Finally, we’ve had five months of feeling like we are where we’re supposed to be and still trying to adjust to what that has turned out to be.

In the midst of all of this, at each step in the journey, we’ve asked ourselves, “Why?”  “What is the meaning and purpose of all of this?”  The answer, of course, is worship.  The challenge, however, is to take the eyes of our hearts and minds off of us and train them to focus on God, the ultimate object of our worship.

“Worship, therefore, is the fuel and goal of missions.  It’s the goal of missions because in missions we simply aim to bring the nations into white-hot enjoyment of God’s glory.  The goal of missions is the gladness of the peoples in the greatness of God.”  (John Piper)

So, whether we’re teaching, healing, leading or administrating, the goal of missions (for a vocational minister or lay minister of the gospel, so this includes all of God’s people) is worship, to bring those whom God has called into “white-hot enjoyment of God’s glory,” to enable them to experience a deep sense of “gladness in the greatness of God.”

For Jon, this happens as he sees the residents grow in their skills, knowledge, and faith and as he sees patients physically healed and respond to the gospel with joy and thankfulness for the first time, saying, “The Lord reigns.”  For Bekah, this happens as she sees students grasp geographical concepts, progress in their ability to communicate in Spanish, grow emotionally and socially, and make connections between the Bible, faith, and what they are learning in class.  That, ultimately, they might say with all of their hearts, souls, minds, and strength, “May the peoples praise you, O God; may all the peoples praise you.  May the nations be glad and sing for joy, for you rule the peoples justly and guide the nations of the earth.”  (Psalm 67:3-4)

The Beautiful Ladies

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