our family's adventures in the ministry of reconciliation (2 Cor. 5:18-20)

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On the Road Again…

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Last year’s team during a brief pit stop.

We’re headed out for a trip around eastern Chad today. Visiting some Chadian brothers and sisters in several towns and villages in the east. Looking forward to good times of fellowship, encouragement, and strategizing about how to expand Christ’s kingdom throughout this land!

Please pray for us. There will be two other expats and several Chadian pastors joining me for this trip.

Different Roads

I was sitting with my language partner the other day drinking coffee during a break in our lesson. Somehow we started talking about all the things that are forbidden in Islam. I think it actually started by me telling him about a nice Ethiopian coffee shop I found in N’Djamena, and mentioning that they also had shisha, which is the water pipe used throughout the Middle East and North Africa to smoke flavored tobaccos. In Egypt, you can’t walk a block on any street without seeing a bunch of guys sitting around a little bubbling, gurgling pipe that looks like something that would be illegal in all 50 states. He replied, “That’s haram (forbidden), along with cigarettes. Many people do this, but the real Islam doesn’t allow this”.

So he began to list all of the rules of food and drink in Islam. It’s forbidden to eat any animal that wasn’t butchered by a Muslim, who utters the words “Bismillah, Allahu Akhbar” (roughly, “by the name of God, God is the Greatest”) as he cuts the throat of the animal. The artery must be severed and all the blood drained. An animal found already dead must be left. An animal shot may be eaten if the words are said before pulling the trigger, because usually when an animal is shot it will die before you get to it. Only certain types of animals may be eaten. Camels, cows, goats, sheep, chickens, gazelle – yes. Donkeys, horses, dogs, cats, and above all pigs – no.

Alcohol is, of course, completely forbidden. It’s actually called something roughly translated “mother of all other trouble”. Interestingly though, Islam teaches that there will be wine in Paradise, but somehow it won’t make people drunk. Must be something more like the grape juice served in many communion services…

Anyway, as we left the little coffee stand and walked back to the language center, he asked the logical next question: “What does your religion say about the these things (smoking, drinking, eating pork)?” (Actually the first question was “Your religion, in English, what is it called? Christmas?”) I told him that the Bible doesn’t speak directly to the shisha, but that being made in the image of God we should not use or abuse products that cause irreparable harm to our bodies. I said that it’s well known that long-term heavy use of cigarettes and abuse of alcohol damage the body and that dishonors God. I think that may have been way too subjective for his liking, being accustomed to very discrete, objective rules: “Do this, don’t do that…”. But I think maybe that’s the first step towards understanding that we can’t use the law to climb up to God – this is impossible. Maybe I could relatively successfully follow the rules as they’re laid out in Islam. But if I move the target to honoring God, or obeying God, or glorifying God, and understand this as not just an outward action but an inward attitude, now I’m hopelessly lost. That’s what I try to do with this friend when we have the chance to talk.

We got back to the center, and before restarting our lesson I said, “You know, Jesus says in the Injil (New Testament) that it’s not what goes into the mouth that defiles a person, but what comes out of his heart. Our hearts are not clean, and that’s not because of something we ate or drank.” He replied, “Oh, you mean like the cup that’s clean on the outside but dirty within?” (he’s been around Christians for a long time and studied English for years at a center in town where they read the Bible in the upper levels). I said “Yes, like that. And Jesus also tells the religious leaders of his day that they were like whitewashed tombs, clean on the outside but inside full of death and decay.”

He thought for a minute and replied, “without Jesus, is it possible to have your sins cleaned?” I smiled and said “No, that’s the way God has given us. He sent Jesus to die, to be judged for our sins so that we could be made righteous.”

He came to the inevitable conclusion. “Your road and our road are very different, going different directions. It seems sometimes they are close, but on the matter of Jesus we are very far away.”

I agreed and we started back with our lesson.

Would you pray for my friend? He knows the gospel, having heard it many times from different people. He simply rejects it as untrue. He rejects Jesus as God, as having paid for our sins, or even having died. These are the teachings of the Qur’an, which he knows well. Please pray for his salvation, and even the salvation of his family, that the Spirit would “open their eyes, so that they may turn from darkness to light and from the power of Satan to God, that they may receive forgiveness of sins and a place among those who are sanctified by faith in me.” (Acts 26:18)

Being faced with our weakness is one of God’s goals for marriage. This comprehensive, lifelong relationship is a tool in the hands of God to expose our delusions of wisdom, righteousness, and strength and to mobilize us to seek help. And there is help, wonderful and sufficient help, for all who seek it.

“What Did You Expect?: Redeeming the Realities of Marriage” by Paul David Tripp –
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However, the Islamic doctrine of monotheism (tawhid) protects God’s otherness at the high cost of sacrificing the relational aspect of God’s nature. Allah does not enter into relationship with Muslims. The very word Islam means “to submit” to the will of Allah. A Muslim is called to obey Allah, not to know Him. The well-known Iranian theologian of Islam, Al-Ghazali summed it up well when he said, “Allah does not reveal Himself, He only reveals His will.

From “Invitation to World Missions: A Trinitarian Missiology for the Twenty-first Century (Invitation to Theological Studies Series)” by Dr Timothy Tennent

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New Series – The Amazing Versatility of the Moto

The moto is such an integral part of life in Chad, it’s hard to imagine what the streets would look like without them buzzing around. This photo series is our tribute to the moto. For the first photo…

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2 dudes and 3 sheep out for a cruise

Christendom is dead. Good riddance…

One of the legacies of Christendom is that it is willing to provide a safe haven for Christianity, but only at the cost of the steady domestication of Christianity, gradually smoothing down most of its rough prophetic edges, so that Christian identity and cultural identity became virtually seamless.

Invitation to World Missions: A Trinitarian Missiology for the Twenty-first Century (Invitation to Theological Studies Series) by Dr Timothy Tennent
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God’s Provision – remembering how God has taken care of us during our first year

I have been consistently amazed at the way God has provided for us over this past year. Many things we prayed earnestly for. Some things we didn’t know we needed. A few things we didn’t even have the faith to ask for…

  • An organization in the States that specifically helps missionaries to ship containers overseas. We didn’t know this existed, and hadn’t plan to ship anything other than what we brought on the plane, but we found out about it while in France and were able to ship our solar power system from the U.S. We didn’t realize what a blessing this was until we got here.
  • Upon our arrival, there wasn’t anyone from our organization in the capital for a couple of weeks. A family we met in language school picked us up, took us to their house for lunch, let the kids play at their mission compound, and delivered us to our guesthouse. They introduced us to the director of their mission in Chad and his wife, who connected with a lady to help with the housework and cooking at our guesthouse. This was a life-saver in those crazy first few weeks.
  • The guest house we had reserved in the capital didn’t have much space for the kids to play, which we didn’t realize until we arrived. God provided two other compounds in the capital with lots of space, kids, and even a trampoline for the kids to burn some energy.
  • We arrived in Chad without having long-term visas lined up. We came on tourist visas, planning to arrange long-term visas through a contact Josh made through another worker with our organization. This worked out very well, and in addition to getting our long-term visas we have begun a relationship with a Chadian church that we think will provide many opportunities for ministry in the future.
  • When Josh went back to the capital to purchase a vehicle, he didn’t think about the difficulty of making the return trip alone. But God provided an English-speaking Chadian MBB who also needed a ride to Abeche to make the trip with Josh. Oh, and he also happened to be a mechanic.
  • The kids, especially Isaac, had a very difficult transition. He would wake up in the middle of the night screaming in his sleep with night terrors. After several nights of this we fell weeping to our knees, wondering what we’d done to our kids by bringing them here. We prayed, and Isaac calmed down almost immediately. From there on out his sleep patterns were much improved.
  • After a difficult month in the capital, we moved to Abeche and were blessed to have a comfortable house on a large mission compound. This provided some much needed rest and quiet space after the chaos of N’Djamena.
  • A Chadian friend who needed work and is experienced doing household maintenance and light construction. He has helped us since arriving in Abeche to make our house feel like home.
  • DANIELLE! We were struggling to figure out life in Chad while taking care of our family and learning the 2nd language in as many years when God intervened with a huge blessing. Through a series of circumstances Danielle, who was planning to join another team in Chad, joined us for a year to help with the kids while learning some Arabic herself. We honestly didn’t have the faith to even pray for someone like her to help, but God knew the need and provided for us.

We could list dozens more ways God has faithfully provided throughout this first year. Thank you Lord for your faithfulness!

Fatalism or Faith?

Allah has willed it

How many times have I heard this statement in our first 10 months in Chad. It’s spoken of everything that happens. The four year old boy who was hit by a car while wondering along the side of a busy road. The man who dies on the operating table in our local hospital, from a relatively routine operation necessitated by an entirely preventable disease. The guy on the motorcycle who hit me today as he was trying to pass (on the left) as I was turning left, skidding across the pavement and fortunately (for him and for me) coming away with just a good scrape. “It happens, God willed it.” In this case God also apparently willed that I give him some money, but that’s another story.

It’s one of the characteristics of this society that has struck me the most – the complete acquiescence to the events of life, without any real hope that there is a divine plan and that it is good. It provides for me a picture of what happens when you have such a strong belief in the sovereignty of God, as Islam does, without knowing anything of the great love of God. I was talking to a friend several weeks ago who made a very profound (in my view) observation: Muslims certainly believe God is great, but they don’t really believe he’s good. Not on a personal, relational level. They wouldn’t say that, but it seems to be a valid observation. Their god is arbitrary and capricious. He demands robotic obedience to a long list of do’s and don’ts, but doesn’t give any assurance of salvation at the end of it all. Mohammad himself didn’t even have assurance.

I have a great burden for those all around me every day living and dying in hopelessness. We have so much to offer! Our God is sovereign AND GOOD! Life is full of difficulty and heartbreak, the curse of sin, but we have the cure! Jesus took the curse so that we don’t have too. And for those in Christ, there is a great, overarching purpose in all events of our life. We’re being conformed to the image of Christ, the ultimate end of God’s promise to “work all things together for good.” (Romans 8:28-29)

Pray for our friends and neighbors, some of whom are very proud of their many religious activities, others who have been beaten down by life and feel as if there’s no hope. Both types need to see their fatalism turned to faith.

Field trip

A few weeks ago Isaac and I joined a group of friends for a 35km trip south of town to the large wadi (seasonal river) from which our town gets water. We had a great time, and learned a lot too. It felt a lot like a field trip in school.

The water is initially pumped from the wadi into a treatment station a few hundred yards away. Even during the dry season, there is water running underneath the wadi.

Isaac standing on the edge of the wadi.

Most of the year, this is a river of sand, with the water retreating beneath the surface after the rains are gone.

There is a road, made of stones, that crosses the wadi, which is currently submerged under 6 inches of water.

The road crossing the wadi.

Isaac playing in the wadi.

What mud?

Although not really planning on Isaac getting muddy from head to toe, I should have known better. As soon as they saw it, the kids catapulted themselves into the muddy water and we could only watch helplessly from the edge. “Oh well”, I thought, “at least there aren’t any crocodiles or hippos.” A little further south, the rivers have their share of both.

So after checking out the wadi, and Isaac falling into the muddy water several times, we headed back up to the treatment plant. We had gathered quite a crowd by that point, as is pretty normal when a group of white people are found wandering around in rural Chad.

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Drawing a crowd…

So after waiting a few minutes for permission from the boss of the plant to give us permission, we entered the plant. You could hear the loud drone of the 810 KVA Caterpillar diesel generator that provides the power for the processing at the plant.

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Diesel generator that powers the water treatment facility.

Of course a diesel generator is useless without diesel fuel, so there are two gigantic tanks for storing the stuff.

How long could I run the generator at my house with one of these?

How long could I run the generator at my house with one of these?

Not the filter, but a date palm. Guess you can grow anything with limitless water.

Not the filter, but a date palm. Guess you can grow anything with limitless water.

Then on to the giant filter that filters out sand, debris, and who knows what else from the water that is pumped in from the wadi. This part of the process also adds calcium to the water (unless my French fails me). Why calcium? Why not eliminate giardia, amoebas, parasites, etc. at this point? If you drink a lot of this water in Abeche, you’ll know very soon that these things are alive and well, and you’ll have plenty of time to catch up on reading as you spend your days in the bathroom. Yes, I do speak from experience.

At last, after the filtering process the water is sent out to Abeche through four large pumps. This water travels 35 km and is stored in a large cement tank in Abeche until used.

Pumping water to Abeche

Pumping water to Abeche

Water is a very interesting topic when you have to work so hard to get it. Of course, similar processes are involved in the U.S., but I always just took for granted that when I turned the faucet on, water came out. Magic. Endless. But now, when water comes from the city (a new phenomenon for us since the coming of rainy season), we scramble to fill up everything capable of holding water, not really knowing when water will be available again. When water isn’t available at our house from the city, we pay to have someone bring it by push cart, as I’ve mentioned before. So either way, we have a new appreciation for water.

And compared to those living in rural villages, we have it easy. Many women and girls walk miles to get water from wells during the dry season, which is most of the year. They carry it on their shoulders, or on the backs of donkeys. As has so often been the case since arriving here, stories from the Bible have come alive to us since the culture here hasn’t changed in many ways since Bible times. The daughters of Jethro trying to get water and being chased away by shepherds until Moses intervened, the Samaritan woman at the well, etc.

Please pray that we’ll be able to effectively relate these stories and others to the people here, and point them to the source of Living Water so that they will never thirst again.

Yeah, but do you have a pet ostrich?

Visited the palace of the Sultan the other day with some visitors, and I brought Isaac along. The Maba Sultanate dates back nearly 400 years, when it split off from the Sultanate of Darfur which encompassed western Sudan and eastern Chad. When the French finally conquered the region in the early 20th Century, the sultanate was all but destroyed. A puppet sultan was put in place to do the bidding of the French. But after Chad’s independence in 1960, the sultanate was restored. Today it exists, not officially as part of the Chadian government, but alongside the government. The sultan is allowed to run his own Islamic court to decide local matters, and is still very influential in the region. He has the traditional palace, where he no longer lives, but instead lives just across the street. His black Hummer is parked outside. And his pet ostrich is still kept inside the palace walls, fenced in (barely) and strutting around like he owns the place.

Isaac and Lillian pose in front of the ostrich.

Isaac and Lillian pose in front of the ostrich.

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