Thursday, December 27, 2012

preparing for Nepal

Today, we are getting ready for the second half of my winter break, where we'll spend about eight days in the country of Nepal. Chris just got home from work, so we are starting to get organized. Our flight for Kathmandu leaves this evening at 11:50pm our time, and we'll probably leave our flat at about 9:30. It doesn't take long to get to the airport.

I'm excited for this trip, and thankful that Chris' boss let him take this week off before his actual winter break starts. We plan to spend this much needed time away together by eating delicious dahls, trekking to Nagarkot, and flying around Mt. Everest. We don't have much else planned, and hopefully, we'll get to do those things!

Until the next update, Happy New Year!

caroling with friends at TLC


Wednesday, December 26, 2012

Merry Christmas 2012!

His power and glory evermore proclaim.

Those are the last words of of O Holy Night, one of my favorite Christmas carols. It has a charge, to proclaim or declare the power and glory of God.


I was just sitting here thinking that I ought to get some pictures of what our holiday looked like and came across this one. Every Christmas Eve, The Lighthouse Church in Kuwait hosts a bonfire and time of singing carols in one of its courtyards. One of the worship leaders and a few accompanying musicians stand on the steps outside one of the church buildings while others are gathered around the fire in many rows, 30 or 40 people deep, in all directions. Interspersed between the carols that everyone sings in English are presentations done by a few members of the various congregations that fall under the Lighthouse Church umbrella; Malayalum, German, Tagalog, Konkani, and Swahili are just a few of the other languages that we heard, all directed in praise to the King. What a proclamation of the power and glory of God, who is bringing people to himself from all over the world, including in Kuwait!

May we continue to tell of his goodness in our lives and in others.
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to our loved ones near and far.






Stephanie & Chris


Saturday, December 08, 2012

Christmas Concert 2012


finally got some Christmas decorations around the house.


saw another great AMG performance...featuring the Kuwait Flute Choir, including Chris Freeman




hot drinks, kettle corn, playing games, and laughing at our place afterwards.


priceless times.


Wednesday, December 05, 2012

the passing months

This year is going so fast!
As a teacher, I feel like there are 1,000 things my students need to know before their winter break, but I'm coming to grips with reality. It's not going to happen, and that's O.K.
I'm really excited that it's winter now, especially in Kuwait, where the temperatures are mild during the day and cool at night. This week, we've had temperatures comparable to Indiana in the evenings. We've enjoyed time with friends at outdoor venues, including our favorite place, UGrill. Usually, we just sit with tea or coffee and sheesha while overlooking the Gulf.


There's a lot to update you all on, but let me just throw out a few quick facts for inquiring minds:

- We're not coming to the States this winter, but we're traveling to Nepal after Christmas. We decided that it would be good to spend our actual anniversary and Christmas together. We're excited to do some hiking and sight-seeing in the mountains.

- We finished our half-marathon race. I was the last female competitor out of 30, but I finished the race and did it in less than 3 hours, which was my goal. That may seem really slow, but considering that the first time I ever ran was in April/May, I think that's pretty good. Chris finished in 2:28, and we were both somewhere in the middle of about 155 competitors.

- I'm really looking forward to our upcoming winter break, which is from December 20th to January 5th. It will be nice to get some time off from school and catch up on the stack of books I've been meaning to read before our travels.

Saturday, November 10, 2012

Another Night at the Proms


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A few weeks ago, Chris played in a concert with the Ahmadi Music Group at the British Embassy in Kuwait. This is the second annual concert of its kind in Kuwait, which we were happy to be part of again. The scenery there is beautiful. Inside those militarized compound walls lie rose gardens, lush green grass, and a lily pond. The concert took place outside as before, so it was nice to see all of these things surrounding the crowd of elegantly dressed people atop chairs draped with white. This time, our good friends Mark and Christi were able to join me, which made the performance even more enjoyable. As always, I loved seeing Chris put one of his fine talents to work. We couldn't take pictures because security guidelines say no phones and no cameras, but I have some snapshots in the recesses of my mind, and there are some pictures on the website from all three nights of the concert. Chris is seated at the far left of the orchestra, second-from-left in his row. In the first picture with the flag, you can see the back of my head in the audience. Where's Waldo? time. Don't forget I'm blonde now!

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These pictures were taken from the Ahmadi Music Group's website. You can find others from the concert there, as well.

Some of the pieces that the orchestra played were:

- Aaron Copeland's Fanfare for the Common Man, - Gloria, for Choir and Orchestra,
- Bolero,
- Irish and Scottish folk tunes, including: Drowsy Maggie, Red-haired Boy, and Harvest Home,
- Land of Hope and Glory (Pomp and Circumstance March No. 1, Op. 39),
- Rule Britannia,
- Jerusalem,

and a few other compositions written by the director's wife, Harriet Bushman.

We appreciate the opportunity to have these kinds of events thanks to H.M. Ambassador to Kuwait, H.E. Mr. Frank Baker. We are looking forward to next year's concert and the upcoming family Seasonal Concert on December 7th and 8th, where Chris will perform with a flute choir.








Tuesday, October 30, 2012

The Teacher Outreach

October was a busy month, evidenced by the lack of posts here. In October, there's usually a spill-over of tasks that need to be accomplished from September, but because there are only 30 days in that month, it just all can't be done.

Let me start from...I don't know. mid-September. Everything that I normally do to "adjust" to Kuwait in September was pushed to the end of the month because of the Teacher Outreach that we helped put together.


In a previous post, I mentioned that our Jabriya church service held an outreach for teachers new to Kuwait, hoping to help get them connected to The Lighthouse Church and other like-minded people in the country. Here's basically what our awesome team did (and what took several man-hours to organize with the help of lots of volunteers!), the fruit of which being that our service attendance has been consistently double in size over the past seven weeks.


 We...
- brainstormed ideas in the spring
- set a date to have a "welcome lunch" after the usual 11:30 church service
- ordered about 300 organza drawstring bags during the summer
- PRAYED and made some phone calls
- designed and had about 300, 3x4 invitations printed

- bought 24 boxes of gum, 9 cases of Kit-Kats, 2 giant bags of mentos, (and partridge in a pear tree...)
- stuffed the bags with the candy and the invitations
- passed out the candy bags to 6 or 7 schools' teacher accommodation buldings, one to each apt.
- organized van transportation for those who RSVPed, plus some extra
- made some phone calls...
- ordered sandwiches and different kinds of Arabic "fatayer" for 120 people
- bought ice, drinks, and plastic silverware, plates, napkins, etc.
- ordered Arabic sweets
- made some phone calls...
- purchased give-away prizes
- picked up ordered food on the morning of the lunch
- set up tables, chairs, food, and drinks
- prepared salads
- made some phone calls
- had an amazing service and lunch


Afterwards, I went into hiding with my coffee French press and a bottle of Ibuprofen for about a week, but it really all was amazing. We have met a lot of new people, made new friends, and helped people get connected to a church where they can grow and be stretched. To God be the glory.

Our friend and pastor, Mark Ingram, wrote a little article for the church's monthly magazine publication (page 7).  You can read it here: Contact Magazine, September 2012 (4/13 in the file- you need Adobe Reader to see it.)

Saturday, September 29, 2012

Ms. Popularity, among 7 year-olds

My new class is growing on me, but I miss my little sweethearts from last year. At dismissal time each day, I can sometimes be annoyed by lots of little girls repeatedly yelling "Ms. Stephanie!" until I look over at the Grade 2 lines and wave hello or blow them a kiss. I also secretly love it...it's like a little heart squeeze to have previous students come up and hug me or say hello throughout the day. 


from AAG's Mother's Day celebration, 2012

Saturday, September 22, 2012

Another September

There ought to be a classification like "Sweet 16," "AFC champions," or "Stanley Cup Finalists" for teachers who make it through the first month of school. Or the first two weeks. It could be based on a 1-10 rating of how much sleep a person got, how unscathed s/he looks, and how many students weren't lost. Actually, lost students would probably be cause for automatic elimination, but I digress. Working through the beginning of a school year is quite a prestigious feat that deserves a lot more attention than it gets. Just saying...

We're in it- another September here in Kuwait. This is the fifth school year here for Chris and myself, and it has started out as one of the craziest for me. The events of this September were not really all that extraordinary but the NUMBER of events and tasks that I've had to organize have been significantly more than in past years. Let me explain.

First, Grades 1-3 have moved into a new addition to my school, which is adjacent to the older building. It's a great place, with spacious classrooms and state-of-the-art technology, so I'm really privileged to have my classroom in it. The only hitch was that my assistant and I basically moved the entire contents of my old classroom into my new classroom by ourselves. Three days before students started. Needless to say, we were a little busy.

At the same time, I had the opportunity to oversee an outreach to teachers that we did through our church service. Since Chris was in the States later than I was, when I got back, I had to take over most of the responsibility for organizing the event and the preparation leading up to it. Now, I don't say that to make myself sound important at all. In fact, I feel like I struggled to survive through the last few days before the outreach, which happened to be days #3, #4, and #5 of school. Thankfully, Chris arrived on day #3 of school, so he could take over some of the phone calls and catch me as I collapsed into a heap at the end of days #4 and #5.


I'll write another post on the details of the outreach, which ended up going amazingly well. I know that God used it to get lots of teachers (new to Kuwait and others) connected to our service and other Christians in the country. And really, that was the point. For now, I'll get back to my school work and tidy up at the end of another Saturday.


Thursday, June 28, 2012

from Kuwait to the States 2012

Here's what happened...

Chris had been planning to teach summer classes this year for a number reasons, one of which being that he just likes to work. We had been talking about the possibility of staying in Kuwait for an extended time this summer since about March, so I also found summer employment, teaching EFL at the British Council in Kuwait. My regular school year finished with students on May 31st, and teachers were required to be at the school until June 12, packing up our rooms and getting ready for Grades 1-3 to move to the new extension building that should be finished by the end of summer. I should have had plenty of time to rest between June 12th and June 20th, the date I was supposed to start at BCK. Obviously, that did not happen.

After asking many times about teaching summer classes, Chris kept coming away with little information, though he was assured he'd be teaching. He wasn't aware or informed that the enrollment for summer classes at his university began at midnight of the first day of summer classes. That morning, Chris went in and only three students had enrolled in his section, upped to six or seven by mid-day. (Generally, summer classes are pretty light, anyway.) When he talked to his supervisor about it, she said that the students could be placed into other sections or she could have someone else teach his course, because there was a long waiting list to teach. (Summer classes compensate very well.)

French colors on International Day/Last Day

When Chris mentioned this to me on that Sunday morning, I sort of jumped to reason with him about leaving. I was looking forward to unhurried time with friends and teaching in Kuwait until the end of July, but now the chance to spend extra time in Massachusetts and/or PA was presented. After a few hours of going back and forth on the phone about it (I was at school packing, Chris at his school), considering some recent events at home, and Chris calling in the opinions of some of his friends, he decided to pass off his class and head for the States. The following day. One. Day. Later. And, he wanted me to be ready to leave with him.

cat nap in D.C.
That presented a hitch, because I didn't have my ticket info. from the school's travel agent yet, which meant I couldn't change my ticket until I got it, which generally would have resulted in failure because nothing in Kuwait is done quickly or efficiently. But, we had favor. I asked the director on Monday, June 11th if I could have my ticket information and leave that evening, because I had already packed and secured everything in my room, all of my accounts, etc. She said yes! So, I then spent the next four hours on the phone with the agent, United Airlines, and everyone in between trying to iron out my flight details. I was also trying to ready our flat for the summer dust by covering furniture, cleaning out the fridge, taping some of the windows, etc. 


My ticket was booked with an agent, but I changed it online (WARNING: never do this), so I talked to the whole staff. Even at the airport, Chris and I were at the check-in counter for at least two hours, dealing with the fact that my change of ticket and fare expenses had been paid. My newly printed itinerary had been confirmed, which I had a receipt and print-out from, but it was not reflected in their computer system. Finally, and by the grace of God, the guy said, "I don't have time to do this anymore. Here's your boarding pass. You'll have to get your onward ticket in Washington [D.C.] and take care of any fees there." From that point, we had fifteen minutes to go through security and get to the gate before they closed it. Thankfully, the Kuwait airport is relatively small, they are not too strict in security measures for Americans, and it was uncrowded because it was 12:30a.m.

ready to ship from BOS
In the 12 or 13 hours it took us to cross the Atlantic, one of our three attempts to pay the extra $$$ must have gone through, because the lovely attendant at the United counter in D.C. simply printed and presented my onward boarding pass to me. Sleep deprived and ready to be in Boston, Chris stated, "I love America," thanked her, and we waltzed over to customs. After checking our accounts later, we were in fact only charged once for the change of ticket. It was just another (harrowing) opportunity to trust God and learn a few things about the airline industry in the process.

We arrived in Boston somewhere around 10a.m., Chris like a zombie, and myself as fresh as a daisy. I really like sleeping on airplanes...don't be jealous. 



"When I look at your heavens, the work of your fingers, the moon and the stars which you have set in place, what is man that you are mindful of him, and the son of man that you care for him?"
"Oh Lord, our Lord, how majestic is your name in all the earth!"
Psalm 8:3-4, 9 (ESV)

Thursday, June 14, 2012

Whirlwind

As many are already aware, we are within the contiguous United States! I'll detail the whirlwind of events that led us to getting here later, but I'm incredibly thankful to have arrived on Tuesday, with my husband, with our luggage, and only two hours past the scheduled time. I'm also thankful to have flexible in-laws, family, and friends who can deal with our spontaneity and unconventional style of decision making. Finally and most importantly, I'm thankful for God's providential hand, his perfect timing and organization of our lives' circumstances.

"You are my God and I will give thanks to you; you are my God and I will extol you. Oh, give thanks to the Lord, for he is good; for his steadfast love endures forever!" Psalm 118:28-29 (ESV)

Saturday, June 09, 2012

The Dream Team


I remember watching these guys play and hearing about them when I started playing basketball in elementary school. Who says that girls don't follow sports? And who still has Wheaties boxes with their pictures on the front? My dad probably does...either that or a Coke can in his gun cupboard... (note: There are a few curse words used by players in the video.)



video borrowed from 22 Words

Saturday, June 02, 2012

A Kuwaiti Wedding, Part 2

Last April, I wrote a post called  A Kuwaiti Wedding, Part 1, which I intended to follow with a Part 2, Part 3, etc. Well, it's been a whole year, and now having gone to another Kuwaiti wedding, I thought I just might finish.

In Part 1, I described the setting, the general concept behind the gathering, and who goes there. In this installment, I'll finish describing the rest of the proceedings from the first wedding, and I hope to compare the two Kuwaiti weddings and briefly describe the second one that I've attended in a Part 3.

From the wedding, April 2011:
Some time after 10:15 or 10:30pm, the bride made her first grand entrance, starting at the end of the ballroom behind a curtain with a spot light shining on it. She came out in a traditional green-colored Kuwaiti wedding dress, with a gold, crown-type covering on her head and walked slowly to the center of the dancing aisle to sit on a stool that was waiting for her. At this point, the dancing had temporarily ceased for the bride's entrance, so most people were sitting or standing to the side. Her walk to the center of the room took approximately 10 minutes- not that the room was that long, but it's a very drawn out, stately process.

Once the bride was sitting, her close family members all held the edge of an ornately decorated green scarf/blanket to wave it over her, in a modern version of the traditional Kuwaiti "jalwa" festivity. (The closest activity that I can compare this to is from elementary PE classes, when all of the students stand at the edge of  "parachute" and move it up and down, trying to bounce foam balls off of it.) After they recited some things and sang (all of this in Arabic), they gathered the blanket and the bride moved to a type of loveseat/divan on a stage at the front of the room, while her close family danced for her. After about 20 minutes, the bride left the room, and the general party and dancing resumed.

After another hour, say 12am, the bride came back to make another nearly royal entrance, this time in a white, western-style wedding gown. Again, her walk to the front was long and stately, pausing for a thousand pictures by the professional photographers along the way (no exaggeration). After the bride was seated on the stage again, her close family and friends danced for her, then the rest of the guests joined in, and people started going up to take pictures with her. Soon after, there was an announcement indicating that after the following song was played, the men would be entering the ballroom. In an instant, all of the women in the room who "cover" (wear the abaya and/or hijab) wrapped themselves in their covering garments. It was like a sea of black washed over the room, the bright colors and sequence of dresses no longer to be seen. Even the women who do not "cover" often put on some kind of jacket or shawl out of respect.


The photo on the left is of me before the first wedding, April 2011. The picture of a traditional  "bisht" was taken this spring at the Sadu House, Kuwait City.
 
At approx. 12:30am, the doors at the end of the room were again opened and the groom, bride's father, and groom's father entered in their best dishdashas and bishts. (The clothing made and worn for weddings is elaborate and expensive, and all of the men wear their best. The bisht robe can be variations of black or brown, depending on the quality and materials used to make them.) Following them was a small group of trusted friends of the groom, brothers (if any), and other close cousins they chose to include. Accompanying the men was a small group of singers and drummers from the live wedding band.


taken at the second wedding on Thursday night
The men did not take nearly as long as the bride to enter, walking straight up to the stage. As the three most important greeted the bride, they kissed her and each other on the forehead as a sign of respect, and then the bride was presented to the groom. (At this point, the bride and groom are already legally married via signing marriage documents, so this is permitted). In turn, the other men went up, shook the groom's hand and kissed him on the cheek as a sign of care and respect, and left the room. After all the men but the most important were gone, the musicians did an about-face, and left the room to re-join the rest of the band. Then, the mothers and other family members went up to be photographed with the couple.



*side note: The musicians at a wedding are stationed in an adjoining room throughout the whole evening and festivities, because they are traditionally all men. The musicians are mic-ed and play live for all of the dancing. A woman similar to a wedding coordinator communicates with another man coordinator in the room with the band via walkie-talkie, to tell him which songs the band should play, based on the time and stage of the evening and at the requests of the bride's mother.

After another 20 minutes, a gigantic cake was wheeled in for the bride and groom to ceremoniously cut. The groom escorted the bride to the back of the room, which was next to the dining room where the dinner buffet was to be held. The guests followed, and the couple cut the cake with a traditional saber, then left the room to spend time alone together. At this point, the guests were invited to eat or continue to dance as they liked, because no men were left in the ballroom. This might have carried on for another hour or so.

This is the kind of wedding cakes that you see in Kuwait, though this was not the actual cake.
photo borrowed from yaaluwa.com- Omar Addihaoui, pastry chef in Kuwait

There you have it. That's my best attempt at including the most important details of a more traditional Kuwaiti wedding. In Part 3, I'll give an extremely brief explanation of what the men do (because there really isn't much to tell) and write some tidbits about the most recent wedding I went to on Thursday night, as well as include some more pictures. I know I said cameras weren't allowed, but my friend took some photos while the men were there, since all of the women were modestly covered. This was the best we could do with an iPhone!

Friday, May 25, 2012

From the Christian Post

Here's a great article regarding religious tensions that have been going on here in Kuwait. Please pray for the Emir and Parliament to rule with fairness and favor as God would have them govern. Pray for our church leadership to continue making wise decisions in light of the "changing winds." Finally, please pray for the people of the Church to be courageous and continue being salt and light despite this very slight persecution.

Church 'Evicted' After 7 Years Proof of Kuwait's New Islamist Policy?

“Blessed are those who are persecuted for righteousness' sake, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven."
Matthew 5:10

Saturday, May 19, 2012

Why do we live here?

Really? Why am I enduring the 110+ temperatures right now? And, why am I spending more time here in the summer than I will be in the States? Whether you've heard us overtly talk about it or guessed at the reasons on your own, here's an article written by a pastor in Dubai (a city in the Gulf) that speaks to why we live here. It's as if someone took our hearts' thoughts and wrote them down somewhere. Even more, we're praying for some of you to join us. Let me clarify that there are other reasons why we live here too, but this is primary.

I'll include the link from The Gospel Coalition here, but I want to highlight some of the author's sentiments that model my own here:

Come Help Build the Church on the Arabian Peninsula

When the Saudi Grand Mufti, Sheikh Abdul Aziz Bin Abdullah, recently said it is "necessary to destroy all the churches in the region," I wondered: Does that include our church here in Dubai?
The Grand Mufti, Saudi's highest Islamic authority, was in nearby Kuwait, supporting legislative attempts to eliminate the churches there. He invoked an ancient hadith, an official Islamic teaching saying "there are not to be two religions in the Peninsula" and concluded, "Kuwait is a part of the Arabian Peninsula and therefore it is necessary to destroy all the churches in it."
The sheikh may threaten to destroy churches here, but Jesus, the Sheikh of sheikhs and Lord of lords, promised to build them, and he is doing just that. There are encouraging signs among English- and Arabic-speaking congregations in Qatar, Bahrain, Oman, the United Arab Emirates, and elsewhere. In view of the massive ministry needs and opportunities here, more followers of Jesus should move to Arabia to plant their lives, build solid churches, preach the gospel and reach the nations.
Why haven't you moved to Arabia? Here are some mistaken perceptions preventing people from moving into the Grand Mufti's neck of the woods.



1. There are no churches on the Arabian Peninsula---so why plant my life there?

Actually, there are local congregations in all of the Gulf states, including places like Aden, Yemen, Muscat, Oman, and Dubai, U.A.E. Many of these are English-language congregations since English, as much as Arabic, is the medium of business in many of the Gulf states. These churches are demographically diverse, reflecting the culture at large. In our church in Dubai there are people from more than 60 nationalities.
To be sure, most of the church-going folks are expatriates (foreigners) and not locals. And many of the churches here are weak in their doctrine and living. But the best way to reach the nations is to build healthy churches where Christians are growing and increasingly motivated to reach out with the good news. And you can do that even in the most resistant regions of the world.
The crying need here is for stronger churches and pastoral training. In most of the large cities of this region, expatriate churches already exist, but they are woefully underequipped. The Bible is not central in their gatherings, the gospel is not clear in the people's minds, and their witness is weakened as a result.
By training pastors we can change the ecclesiastical landscape in a generation. At our church, we have trained church leaders from Syria, Egypt, India, Kashmir, Kazakhstan, and other nearby closed countries. We have also planted Redeemer Church of Dubai, a thriving congregation reaching people on the other side of the city.
More opportunities are coming. Just recently, the Sheikh of the northern-most emirate in the U.A.E. (just 60 miles from Iran) granted land for an evangelical church building in his emirate. So we need to gather a church there, and then we need to establish a visible presence that makes sense to the locals, who compose half the population there.

2. It could be dangerous out there---better to stay at home.

True, church buildings in this part of the world are exposed for all to see. They stand out like an island in an ocean of neighborhood mosques. But that's the idea---a city set on a hill, a visible community of people who know Christ and live in counter-cultural obedience, serving the people and investing in relationships for the long run. The local people here typically appreciate genuine Christians, and many of them are interested in learning more about Christ. We want to be as public as we can be.
It's true that "proselytizing" is illegal in the Gulf countries, and that the blanket distribution of tracts will get you arrested and deported quickly. But, actually, I find it's much easier to talk to a Gulf Arab about Jesus than it is to talk to another American about Jesus. Muslims claim to revere Jesus as one of their prophets, and their culture and language are infused with religion, so it's simple to talk with them about religious things, correct misunderstandings, and proclaim the good news.
It's also true that some Western believers were recently murdered on the Arabian Peninsula, but this is the exception, not the rule, for life in Arabia, because it is in the best interest of governments to protect expatriates. Local believers, of course, risk their lives to follow Christ. We must count the cost, too.
The opportunities for gospel advancement afforded by vibrant church life in unreached areas far outweigh any risk. Realistically, Western believers who reach the local people with the gospel will probably face only threats or deportation; others may lose their lives. The indigenous people who follow Christ will suffer more. But even if Arabia gets more hostile, even if believers begin shedding more blood for the sake of the kingdom, Christ is worthy of being proclaimed, especially to people groups who, like the Gulf Arabs, have not yet responded to him. As I tell our people, our church being closed down by the government is not the worst thing that could happen to us. No, the worst thing is that we would be a non-factor in the advancement of the kingdom here. 

[Stephanie's note: Some of our church extension buildings already have been closed down in Q8, because the landlords fear outcry from the government or other locals.]

3. Churches don't reach the unreached people---they only get in the way.

It is true that many "international churches" have the reputation of being irrelevant, tepid communities more interested in replicating their culture back home than in penetrating the indigenous people with the gospel. It's also true that many nominal Christians scandalize the indigenous people by living more in step with Hollywood than with Jesus, thereby confirming the common Muslim perception that Christianity equals worldliness. But that's just more reason to move out here---to reform existing congregations or plant new ones: Preach the Word, administer baptism and the Lord's Supper, exercise church discipline, love one another, and reach out with the gospel.
The church is the ordained instrument for reaching the nations, and any missions strategy that forsakes the existing church is misguided. Don't think of frontier missions as only one-to-one, cloak-and-dagger evangelism. No, the church is already here, publicly making inroads among the local people. Local assemblies are already meeting in places like Doha, Dhahran, and Dubai, and many churches in this region are looking for pastors. The church is the means, or as Charles Bridges put it, "the mirror that reflects the whole effulgence of the Divine character. It is the grand scene, in which the perfections of Jehovah are displayed to the universe."
When Samuel Zwemer came to Bahrain in 1890, he first established a church---consisting of the believers on his team---and began reaching out to the locals with the good news. That church still gathers today, and local people of Bahrain are becoming eternal beneficiaries of the faith-filled work of Zwemer and the generations that followed.
We're looking for faithful, humble men and women to come and join us in the effort to penetrate the region with the presence and power of the gospel, and we're holding out the local church as the bridgehead for operations. But these churches desperately need to be reformed, new ones need to be planted, and this will take the investment of many lives. Pray with us. Come and join these churches, strengthen them, support pastoral training here, plant your life in Arabia for a few decades. Come and plant a church or reform an existing one. Even in frontier missions contexts, the church remains "the manifold wisdom of God" (Eph 3:10).

Tuesday, May 08, 2012

The story of Ian & Larissa

It's things like this that make me long for Indiana, PA. Even more, it makes me long for Heaven.
Read the article here, or simply watch the video.
As always, Pray for Ian.



"For now we see in a mirror dimly, but then face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I have been fully known." 1 Cor. 13:12
 

Sunday, May 06, 2012

La Charreada

Time for a random post...

We are working on our international units in Social Studies this week. My class is studying France, and I'm not sure why I picked that, being that I speak Spanish semi-fluently and have lots of teaching resources for Spanish and Hispanic cultures. There's always next year. To kick off the beginning of my work week, here's Linda Ronstadt on Sesame Street, singing about "Charros" with Elmo and Parker.



Some real, live "charros," ca. 2004.



Tuesday, May 01, 2012

Sights of Singapore


 What started as a gloomy, rainy first day in Singapore seemed the opportune time to visit the Asian Civilizations Museum. The museum walks through the local history and folklore of Singapore and its waters, as well as other civilizations' influence on the region throughout time. For the size and location of this building compared to other museums, it has been done extremely well. It's divided into five main galleries with subdivisions, has hands-on activities for young visitors, and creates the atmosphere of actually being in the culture whose artifacts are displayed.




The museum is situated right on the river. When we had seen everything there was to see inside (Anyone who knows Chris would understand this), we took a look at the surroundings.


Heading north to the heart of the city is the Raffles Hotel. This is a luxury hotel that started its famous tenure as a 10-room bungalow in 1887. Over decades and through wars, the Raffles has been changed, updated, and remodeled. At $550USD a night or more, it is a far cry from what it once was. It's also the birthplace of the Singapore Sling.

From the Mer-lion (above) to the Marina Bay Sands Hotel (below), Singapore is full of unique things.



We went to one of the hang-out areas on the riverside and ate at a Mexican place called Cafe Iguana. It really had the best food and drinks I've had in a long time!

It had an awesome view at night, too.

Wednesday, April 25, 2012

city structures, Kuala Lumpur




 
While away on our recent holiday, we saw a strange mix of architectural styles. There were ultra-modern skyscrapers and hotels, while some of the buildings were still around from the 19th century and long before.


walking around the Colonial District






The iconic Petronas Towers (above left), next to the KLCC shopping center, are the tallest buildings in Kuala Lumpur, and the tallest twin buildings ever built.


We stayed in Chinatown during our nights here-and-there in KL, and Petaling Street is the official entrance.

All of these pictures were taken during our strolls around KL, except for the last one on the right. The lighthouse was situated at the end of a little peninsula down the coast, near a town called Port Dickson. We took the 2km or so hike up the hill, saw some trees with leaves larger than us, and found this at the end of our ascent. Once we reached the topside of the lighthouse, we saw lots of monkeys playing around in the shade, and the beautiful Malacca Strait in front of us.