Showing posts with label Education. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Education. Show all posts

Thursday, March 4, 2021

Episode 18: London Calling

Hello, friends! We are now mere days away from the end of our two-week quarantine period here in Canada. For more on this, listen to our latest podcast episode, where we also continue in our series on cultural differences. This time, our focus is on individualism vs group identity.

Some pictures and prayer requests, below. 

Our last major commitment in Bolivia was the Latin Link Bolivia 
retreat. Here we are, socially-distanced and bemasked. Not since 
the first outbreak had we been so careful to follow the rules as a family.

A few days later, we were awaiting the 11pm 
flight to Miami. 


Sam didn't waste time in getting to grips with 
the snow.


Nor did Mummy.

We are glad of our backyard, which has made 14 
days of quarantine a little more bearable.


'Freedom' awaits!

Prayer
  • Give thanks for our time with our Latin Link team at retreat; under the circumstances, it probably went as well as we could have hoped.
  • Give thanks for a safe, smooth journey to Canada. 
  • Give thanks that Sam is able to continue with his schooling from here.
  • Quarantine hasn't been as testing as we'd feared. Give thanks to God for his mercies every day.
  • Give thanks that last week's Biblical Contextualisation's course, taught by Craig, went well.
  • Pray for discernment as things open up here slowly.
  • Pray for positive engagement with churches and supporters here.
  • Pray for continued rest.
¡Que Dios les bendiga!

Craig & Amanda

Friday, June 19, 2020

Episode 12: Zombieball



It's not been the busiest few months, admittedly, but here are some highlights...

Sam checks in with his classmates on Zoom, Napoleon in tow.
An impromptu fruit stall in our neighbourhood, visited by
a patrolling soldier.
Before.
After. Bless you, Amanda.
Birthday fort!
Shoppin'. 
Juicin'.
Puzzlin'.
Preachin'.
Clippin'. This is the makeshift barbershop set up in our back garden, as referenced
in the podcast.
With a friend's help, I (Craig) was able to get out for an overnight to one of our
favourite haunts here, Regugio Los Volcanes. 





Prayer Points
  • Give thanks for the strength we've received to get through these past three months...and pray for plenty more where that came from!
  • Give thanks that Sam's school year came to a really positive end.
  • Give thanks for the support we are receiving here from our mission and various friends in our community.
  • Pray for beneficial sessions with our counsellors in Scotland.
  • Pray for contentment and for an acceptance of God's timing.
  • Pray for God's healing hand upon Amanda in particular.
¡Que Dios les bendiga!

Craig, Amanda & Sam

Thursday, June 6, 2019

All You Need Is Love?



My (Amanda's) opinions on adoption started when I was really young, maybe ten or twelve. I had read a series of books by a Canadian author named Kit Pearson about children who were sent from Britain to Canada during the Second World War and were fostered with Canadian families for their safety. During the war some of these children's families died and their Canadian foster families decided to adopt them and they never went back to Britain. This was my first exposure to the concept of adoption and I remembered being so moved by the love these Canadian families gave to these orphaned children. I remember going to my Dad and asking him if he would ever consider adoption and receiving not quite the positive response I was expecting. I also remember thinking, "Well, you're clearly wrong," and deciding that adoption was the most Christian thing we could ever do. 

I remember when I started dating Craig, being on a bus in Northern Ireland on our way to Dublin to visit my family there. I brought up adoption and asked if he had ever thought about it. He was completely spooked by my question and stumbled some answer that I can't remember, but was probably thinking in his head that he had one of those overly-clingy girlfriends who was already planning the wedding and their 2.5 kids. He probably thought he should ditch me then and there. Thankfully, he didn't. 

I remember struggling with infertility and feeling like a failure as a woman. I was unable to do the one thing that biologically women are designed to do and just wallowing in these feelings of uselessness. I remember mentally screaming at God, "What is my purpose if I can't have kids???" God was so gracious during that period as he very gently brought me to the realisation that my self-worth comes from my identity in Him not in my ability to have children (if you read my blog post on my experience with burnout, you will have noticed that I forgot this lesson of identity in Christ and God needed to re-teach it to me once again). He also reaffirmed to me that I would one day be a mother and my thoughts then moved to adoption once again. I had no problems with the concept of adopting, mainly because of that book series I read in childhood, and the thought of loving something that was not mine biologically didn't phase me one bit. I felt I had so much love to give and someone somewhere needed it. Craig had a different path to embracing adoption from that bus in Northern Ireland to becoming an adoptive father, and that's his story to share, but he now feels very passionate about the role of the church in facilitating and supporting adoption. We are adopted by God, so why should we not adopt others? 

I remember doing some research into adoption ethics and being confronted, for the first time, with the fact that a child might be better with their birth family living in poverty in the middle of the jungle, than with me, who has so much love to give and more resources to share. I remember feeling that it was unfair to all the infertile mothers who could do such a better job than some other ones and provide such better opportunities to children to not give them the chance. I remember having to work through a lot internally to accept that family restoration is best and adoption should be second best; recognising that my previous attitude was driven by my own hurt and suffering and not what was actually best for anybody. 

I remember meeting a married, Christian man who was unable to have children as well. We had just adopted Sam, and he was very much still in the baby phase and I lived constantly between the emotional highs and lows of new motherhood, but was absolutely over-the-moon with my new son. This man explained how adoption in the States tended to lean towards accepting children with special needs, whether that be physical, emotional or mental, and that he and his wife decided that they did not want to do that. I remember holding my son and thinking, "Who wouldn't chose this?" And yes, I wrongfully, internally, judged him. I thought, "Aren't we called to take care of the orphans among us if we can?" I mean, even if one can have children biologically, you can't guarantee that they are born healthy or 'normal'. That's just life. 

I now look back at all these memories on our adoption journey and feel really conflicted. I would absolutely, 100% do it again. I would make the same choices and Sam would be exactly where he is; with us. However, I also look back and think about how naive I was. I had this idea of what adoption was and it's not that my idea or conception of adoption was wrong, it's that adoption is a lot more complex than I thought. And whenever an issue becomes complex, having dogmatic statements or beliefs about it doesn't really work any more. I naively thought that enough love would fix any problems. Well, Craig and I are watching a video series from Texas Christian University's Karyn Purvis Institute of Child Development, which explicitly states that for children from hard places (adopted, fostered, institutionalised, etc.) love is most definitely not enough. I learnt about the psychological concept of the 'good enough' parent; no one is perfect but parents just have to be 'good enough' to raise children. I naively thought that this concept could apply to me. Well, this video series again says that when dealing with adopted, fostered, etc, children you can't just be 'good enough', you have to be better than 'good enough'... way to pile on the pressure. 

Children like Sam, simply put, live with trauma. For whatever reason, they didn't receive the necessary affection and security they needed in their early life to develop normally. They learnt how to survive on their own and their brain is literally wired differently because of this. They have control issues, they have self-regulating issues, they have emotional mood swings, they have trouble understanding cause and effect, and they do not respond to traditional parenting because they already live in fear. They constantly fear that the affection they are now receiving might not be there one day. Some of them develop sensory input issues, a lot express their fear through anger and aggression and would rather be angry than calm, because being calm means a loss of control of the situation or letting their guard down. This is my child and I am so thankful that we now know why.

The video series calls these children "children from hard places", and I love how the definition is so inclusive and most definitely includes Sam. Watching the video series makes me really emotional because I see other kids acting out and doing the exact same things that Sam does and I don't feel so alone, and I know he is also not alone. 

We are right now discovering all this and seeking to make the necessary changes in our parenting style. It is an extremely sanctifying process, because you now don't have room to deal with your own baggage/tiredness/stress in a way that affects your child at all. The amount of patience needed is extreme and we are realising that we have to pray AT ALL TIMES; every time he has a meltdown, gets frustrated and we need to deal with it in our 'new' way, we have to pray, because the 'new' way does not come naturally and it definitely was not how I was parented, so I have no model to relate to. 

It also makes me miss my family a lot. We have made friends here who have been really supportive, and even introduced us to the resources we are using now. But I am struggling with feelings of guilt as I deprive my child of further unconditional love and support by living so far away from our family. I know that if Sam were playing with his cousin and had an outburst, that he and I would be safe from stares and judgement in the person of my sister. That she loves him regardless of his struggles and how that manifests in his life. I am struggling to let go of the desire to justify my son to everyone and say, "This is why he's like this!" I mean, this whole blog post could be construed as me continuing to justify my son to the world (though I think it's more than that). I want to get to the point where I am free from the fear of the people looking on and wondering, "Why?" as they observe him. Maybe I'll get there one day. Because I do also know that my kid is awesome! He has such a big heart. Yesterday, I was lying in bed having a rest and he brought his blankets from his room so I could be more comfortable. He constantly lists all the things that he loves and is always wanting to help. 

Overall, my opinion on adoption is generally the same, though a lot more complex as well. I am no longer naive in this process, but down in the trenches and I am happy to be there. I can say I still believe and am passionate about adoption, I believe in family restoration first and adoption second, and I believe in the importance of the role of the church in cultivating an atmosphere where adoption is encouraging and facilitated. However, I would now say that adoption is not for everyone and you should have a good long look at your life and character before considering it, and that everyone has the right to make that decision. And I most definitely agree with my Dad when he said all those years ago that he wouldn't adopt; probably a good call there. But thank you for raising me to be someone who could.

Here is Sam in traditional cochabambino dress at a recent
school event.
Prayer Points

  • Last month we mentioned the impending visit of Joel Likins, from Ohio. We had a great time with Joel, getting to know him a lot better, and taking him to one of our favourite places in this area: Refugio Los Volcanes. He was a happy man.
  • We were also visited by a former colleague of Craig's from Scotland, Steve Begarnie. Steve taught Biology at West Calder High School, Craig's last teaching stint before we came to Bolivia. He was here to visit a local school as well as tour this great country.
  • Last month, Amanda also wrote in detail about the very sad recent passing of Edwin FernĆ”ndez. Langham HQ were determined that the initial plans in Santa Cruz be realised, and we were blessed last weekend by the visit of Latin American director Igor AmĆ©stegui and national worker Freddy Huanca. They led a training course for future escuelita leaders here in Santa Cruz. From nothing, there are now up to 12 new preaching groups in the pipeline! There will be a 'Level 1' three-day workshop for all of the new groups in mid-September. Pray for the preparations for that event, in which Craig will be involved, and particularly for prayerful selection of new participants.
  • We continue to see great blessing in the church. At the end of May we held a big churrasco (essentially an industrial-strength Bolivian barbecue) and it was great to see most of the church stay around for it after the service. In terms of preaching, Craig has recently begun a series in the Ten Commandments, which has been well received so far. And Amanda is part of a team looking to relaunch the children's ministry. Lots of exciting things to give thanks for.
  • Pray for guidance from the Lord as we weigh up Sam's future educational options. He loves the nursery he attends now, which provides him with a full-scale pre-kindergarten programme, and we are delighted with the teaching and care he gets there. However, we have some big decisions to make as to his longer-term future.
  • Finally, we are just a month away now from the arrival of a team from Mount Albert Bible Chapel in Ontario, who will be accompanying us as we travel back to...Trinidad! This was a longstanding engagement with a church we know well, planned some time before Craig got the nod for the Trinity pastorate. The church have very kindly allowed us to honour this commitment. Please pray for the visit of this team, who will be involved in children's ministry and other tasks around Fundación TotaĆ­ and the church.
Finally, some illustrative pictures:

The view from the top of an amazing climb with Joel Likins, at Refugio.

Saying cheerio to Steve Begarnie at the airport. 
Igor in action at the Santa Cruz escuelita coordinators' workshop.


Craig with Igor. The toppermost of top blokes.
¡Que Dios les bendiga!

Craig & Amanda

Saturday, August 5, 2017

Saturday Post - 05/08/17

We have spent the last six months living with other people all around the globe and, as of yesterday, we are once again on our own for the foreseeable future. And I (Amanda) am kind of sad about it. Maicol, KC and Caleb Rivero had been staying with us for the last six weeks as they came back to Trinidad for their niece Milly's wedding to Mauro, and to visit family. For those of you who don't know, Maicol and KC were missionaries here for about 15 years, but moved back to KC's home town near Seattle two years ago (Maicol is Bolivian and his family is here, hence the family visit). They left yesterday on their return trip and the house is now strangely quiet. Sam absolutely loved having Caleb around, who is two years older, and I think he misses his friend already.

We've thought a lot about hospitality and sharing living space with people over the last six months. We've been really challenged about sharing what we have with others and not hoarding what we think we have a right to, whether that be space, time or material possessions. It's not really ours. I think everyone has one thing that they really struggle sharing. I think Craig's is popcorn. You see, he would get really upset that I ate popcorn faster than him, and he felt that I was getting more than 50% of the bowl, so a long time ago we had to start eating our popcorn out of separate bowls. True story. However, more seriously, Craig and I both have had trouble sharing our space. Material possessions (well, you can't take it with you) and time (sharing our time is kind of in the job description) have never given us too many problems, but our space is precious (my home is my oasis). So, I think God kind of decided to really challenge us about this over the past six months.

We moved around a lot while on home assignment, and we stayed with a lot of different people, all with their unique way of doing things and their own reactions to having us there. Sometimes we stayed in one place a month or more at a time, and sometimes it was one night, but I think we calculated that Sam slept in 18 different places overall. Generally, I never felt bad about it. I kind of have an attitude that goes like this: "I live in Bolivia; if you want me to come visit you, you need to provide a bed. Thank you." I can be more subtle than that, but I never felt guilty about putting people out. It kind of comes with the lifestyle. But I don't think I ever made the connection between how I expect people to put me up, and how we can be precious about our space.

Maybe the term "being precious about our space" is a bit vague. It is not like we've ever decided not to accept friends and family from visiting us in Bolivia. We love having visitors. Come one, come all!...but only if you plan on going home at some point before we feel you've worn out your welcome. And that is what I mean by being precious. Everyone is on the clock because eventually you're going to inconvenience me and that's not OK. And that is the attitude that I feel God is challenging right now in our lives. What happens if someone needs to stay indefinitely? Can I handle that? How do we treat that person? When I say, "You can stay as long as you need!", do I really mean that?

I used to think that if someone is hospitable, they are good at having people over for dinner or that they are good at having people stay for the weekend. But I think hospitality has more to do with how they make their guests feel, regardless of if they are there for the weekend or for six months. Do their guests feel welcomed? Do their guests feel like they are being asked to join the family? Well, I have been that guest and I know what it feels like to be made to feel completely at home and to be made to feel...not completely at home. And this is where attitude is so important, because no one ever went out of their way to make me feel unwelcome or less than included, but the attitude that people have about their space permeates the home. It is something that hangs in the air and says to a guest, "Make this your home too", or it says "This is not your home, so be careful what you do in it". I don't want to subtly give out that second vibe because I don't like how someone stacked the toilet paper rolls. Craig and I came back to Bolivia determined to address this in our lives. We have no idea if we've gotten it right, or if we still have some work to do, but it is something we're really conscious of. You'll have to ask Maicol and KC if they felt welcomed or if they felt we couldn't get them out the door fast enough. :)

Now, if you're reading this and you hosted us while we were on furlough, please don't start analysing everything you said and did while we were there. This post isn't about our experiences, because we are truly grateful for every single person and place that accommodated us. This post is more about what has come back to mind over and over again as we've moved from place to place. The truth is that being a guest can be hard, especially for people who have been away from home for a while, and that being a host can be hard, because our private spaces are being exposed, therefore the attitude that we have going into the experience can dramatically affect the outcome.

So, we've gone from being the guests for six months to being the hosts once again. And as mentioned above, we love having people visit. So, please feel free to get in touch if you want to experience life in Bolivia.

I wanted to share this because it has been on my heart and mind a lot recently, but aside from thinking on this subject, Craig and I did have a normal work week. I am loving my job just now, as I feel I am being productive in helping people to do their jobs better, without any of the nasty, complicated paperwork I was doing before. Win/win. It really has been a pleasure to go into work and feel good about what I am doing. Craig had a Langham meeting this morning, where he was preaching. He then had to chair and facilitate the critique of his own sermon because the other group coordinator had to leave early. No one critiqued him at all, but I guess we'll never truly know if it was an amazing sermon or if they were all too intimidated to share. Sam loves daycare and grabs his teacher's hand once he arrives and waltzes off without saying goodbye now; that's a knife to my heart. But it was quite clear to us that we had gotten quite used to daycare as well when we learned that there were no classes yesterday and that there will be no classes on Monday either due to a national holiday. What? Four days straight where I have to look after my child myself? Are you joking? How will we cope?

Classes start again on Tuesday! Yes!!!

Prayer
  • Maicol, KC and Caleb Rivero as they travel back to the States
  • Our work in the Foundation and in the church - that we'll be able to pick up momentum now that we're without a visiting team or house guests.
  • We're planning to start construction on FT's water tower this month - please pray we can get the contract signed
  • For Sam, as he gets used to being the only child again in the house
  • We're trying to get Sam's second next follow-up visit organised, but the social workers don't seem to have it on their list of priorities right now - pray that it gets done soon
Praise
  • For a really great time with Maicol, KC and Caleb - a friendship forged on the battlefield, so to speak, that'll last a lifetime. It doesn't matter that we're not even that similar - 
KC: "Amanda, what are you reading?" 
Amanda: "A novel. It has dragons in it." 
KC: "Why are we friends again?"
True story! 
¡Que Dios les Bendiga!

Craig, Amanda and Sam

Saturday, November 12, 2016

Saturday Post -- 12/11/16

Expository preachers on tour. Batten down the hatches.
First up, Mrs. C had last week promised some photographs from camp in today's blog post. However, I've taken the executive decision (see also: Ephesians 5:22) to postpone publication. The reason is that most of my evenings this week have been spent editing the now-customary camp video, a compilation to music of the best images from the weekend -- and quite frankly, if I have to upload one more picture of someone bathing in mud, I might go doolally. However, the video is being premiered at the youth group tonight, and several members or leaders in the group have access to our blog. So, in order to preserve some element of surprise, we'll share the video in a separate post over the weekend.

Post-camp, I had just a few days to recover before setting off to Cochabamba for another adventure, albeit one that was conspicuously lacking in team-chants or blocked toilets. This time around, the environs were considerably more civilised (a monastery, no less), as I joined with a group of Bible teachers from around Bolivia for a Langham training weekend.

Regular readers know that Langham Preaching has been a major element of my ministry over these last two years. We meet once a year for an intensive residential training retreat headed up by Langham workers, and then in between, we meet once a month for our escuelita, in which a Bible text is prayed through, a sermon preached on said text, and then the sermon itself is deconstructed by the group (indeed, we had November's escuelita this very morning). 


God is blessing the ministry of Langham Preaching in Bolivia to such an extent that the national workers are finding it increasingly challenging to meet the needs of all the groups in the country. Moreover, the vision has always been to equip local workers with the tools to take on much of the work themselves. For that reason, there is a renewed drive to train key Langham contacts throughout the country such as myself in running the annual workshops, and that was the purpose of the get-together.

The main seminars looked in detail at Langham Preaching's methodology, which would be based on a student-centric teaching model, one which is fairly familiar to people in Europe or North America, but not here; 'learning' in Bolivia at all levels is very much still saddled with the chalk-and-talk approach. Naturally, then, the theory behind such practice was relatively new to most participants, but even white guys like myself and England's Jonny Anderson (based in Sucre) learned much from these sessions.

Cochabamba's Cristo looms large over lunch.
Additionally, I learned that the Trinidad model (annual meeting, monthly escuelitas, annual meeting etc.) is not the only approach taken to the local groups. Indeed, some meet on a weekly basis, and instead of teaching the main material in big, intensive annual chunks, it is spread out over the year in a way that perhaps guards against forgetfulness, as well as the big-event mentality (something that can prove a bit of an obstacle in this region of Bolivia). It's something to chew on for when we return from home assignment, with one or two others having recently asked me about the possibility of starting a new group.


Above all, though, the group was nourished by some tremendous preaching, with three sermons focusing on 'The Spirituality of Jesus'. After a couple of years of email contact, this was my first experience of meeting and sitting under the tremendous preaching ministry of Igor Amestegui, a Bolivian who is based in Cochabamba, but who is Langham's facilitator for the entire region of Latin America. Over the course of the weekend, it was a thrill to get to know people like Igor and other workers throughout Bolivia (including those working in Quechua and Aymara communities); again, I was thankful for the great opportunities for fellowship that have very quickly opened up to Amanda and I within the country over recent months.


Indeed, we're looking forward to receiving more visitors from around Bolivia before we leave Trinidad at the end of December: Edwin from Langham is due back in mid-December, and Brigitte from Latin Link will be here, God-willing, at the end of this month for an overnight visit. Before them, however, we are looking forward to welcoming LAM Canada's Sue Barham, who is due in the big T on Monday for a three-night stay. World: Trinidad welcomes you!

Prayer
  • For our time with Sue this week.
  • We're due to leave Trinidad for home assignment at the end of December, and the limited time available to tie up loose ends here is being more keenly felt with each week that goes by. Pray for calmness, and the sense to take each day as it comes.
Praise
  • For an encouraging visit to Cochabamba last weekend for Craig.
¡Que Dios les bendiga!

Craig & Amanda

Saturday, April 11, 2015

Saturday Post -- 11/04/15

Alan, Jim and John.
There are few things we enjoy more down here than hosting visitors. If you've ever had the slightest notion of setting off into the wilds of darkest Bolivia (and let's face it, who hasn't?), then we recommend you get on the case sharpish: the warmest of welcomes awaits you.

This week saw the year's first foreign lodgers at Casa Cunningham in the shape of three representatives from British missionary agencies Interlink and Echoes of Service. John Aitken is Echoes' Operations Director, and was joined by Interlink board members Alan Smith and Jim Armstrong. Jim was also killing two birds with one stone, in that he was accompanied by volunteer Ruth Young, who is a member at his church and is back in Trinidad for her third short-term stint. The visitors were armed with copious supplies of ministry items and British confectionery -- sort of a pre-requisite for staying with us, I might add.

The bad news from the airport was good news for Trinidad's ice cream merchants.
Interlink and Echoes have historical links with the work of Fundación Totaí and El Jireh Church. Our old friends and former colleagues Kenny & Claudia Holt were Interlink missionaries, and the two bodies are also partners in 'First Serve', a year-long missions taster programme, through which a number of volunteers (including Ruth) have come to FT and the church in the past.

Trinidad was simply the first of a three-leg tour of Bolivia and Argentina, and the trio were barely off the plane on Tuesday morning when some unfortunate news landed in their inbox: Thursday's flight to Cochabamba had been cancelled. Amanda and I simply presumed that the flight was insufficiently booked and had therefore been cancelled, a fairly regular occurrence here, and so my first task with the Scots was to pay a visit to the Trinidad offices of an alternative airline -- only to be told that they too had cancelled their flights, due to the airport deciding that the next couple of days would be a nice time to catch up on some maintenance work. "Welcome to Bolivia," quipped our pastor ElĆ­as, in perfect English that evening in the church.

(if you took our pleas of the opening paragraph to heart, you might want to go ahead now and take out a hefty travel insurance policy)

Mercifully, the airline was on top of the situation, and simply moved them to the earliest flight out, on Friday afternoon. The visit, then, was extended by another day, but we made sure they had plenty to do in that time.

John was quick to get in on the act at the
football pitches...
Wednesday was the main day for visiting FT and its various ministries, with Amanda giving a tour of the health work in the morning. Providentially, there were a couple of surgical cases that day, and the visitors got the chance to have a look in at a core component of the ENT work from the viewing area. The afternoon saw them take in the Education and Sports work. Around 30 children from the area were learning the story of Esther at the afternoon homework class under the watchful eyes of Elizabeth and ElĆ­as; it was my first visit since stepping down from that side of things a couple of years ago, and a real encouragement to see how things had developed. Then, it was off to the various football pitches and basketball courts, to see the FT Sports department at work in training and Bible study. Thursday morning also saw the team sit down with the FT board, so as to get a better idea of the challenges of the work here.

...before apologising for another defensive slip-up.
Such visitors are not only a great encouragement to us as a couple, but also the church, and we made sure that the congregation here benefitted from John, Jim and Alan's missions insights. The excitement over visitors is always visible in the increased numbers in attendance -- we had about three times our usual crowd for the prayer meeting on Tuesday! And there, the visitors (from Scotland, not from Trinidad!) shared a little about what their respective organisations do, and touched on specific needs around the world for Christians. This can be a pretty insular corner of the world -- most people here couldn't even give two hoots about what is going on other Bolivian cities like La Paz -- and so Amanda and I have always been really keen to keep awareness of the global work at the forefront of people's minds in the church. Tuesday evening, then, was really helpful.

And when it dawned on John that an extra 24 hours in Trinidad was on the cards, he kindly agreed to give a short talk at the Thursday evening Bible study, from Titus 2, an appropriate passage for a young church such as ours. 

Amanda in bossy-boots mode. That's right: she's made a full recovery.
Besides seeing and participating in the work, of course, some time was carved out to visit the various sights in and around Trinidad; a fine opportunity for getting to know one another a little better and for hearing about another holiday nightmare from well-travelled anecdote machine Alan Smith.

All in all, it was a pleasure to play host to people who have such a keen interest in the work here and in ourselves as missionaries. A fond farewell was bid yesterday afternoon at the (newly-operational!) airport and as we wondered off into the sunset, we wondered who the next purveyor of guitar strings and Kit Kat Chunkys might be.

Our idea of a steak-out: anticipating the usual feast at Trinidad's carnivore paradise, Estancia. You booked those flights yet?
Prayer
  • Pray for John, Jim and Alan as they spend time encouraging Interlink missionaries in Cochabamba, before heading to a conference in Buenos Aires on Tuesday.
  • Please don't let HernĆ”n slip off your prayer radars. He has twice been scheduled to have his skin graft surgery in the past couple of weeks, and that has now been twice-postponed, due to his failure to bulk up. We learned this week that he's not been eating well, and based on one or two things we've heard, we're worried there might be some issues here in terms of his will to carry on. Craig and ElĆ­as are hoping to start working through an evangelistic book with him, beginning this week.
  • Pray for Craig as he begins a new series in 2 Peter tomorrow at church. He'll be taking the first three sermons of a seven-sermon series over the next couple of months.
  • Pray for FT's sports coaches and for other Christian sports coaches in the area, who are attending a training event this weekend, the purpose of which is to equip sports coaches to communicate the gospel effectively through their coaching. Sounds interesting.
Praise
  • For an encouraging few days -- both for us and the wider community -- with our guests from the UK.
  • Amanda came back to work on Tuesday and has had a week without any more health issues; give thanks for complete restoration following that nasty bout of dengue.

¡Que Dios les bendiga!

Craig & Amadna

Saturday, January 10, 2015

Hopes, Dreams and Educated Guesses

The children in the above image are, in fact, both of us on our way to
Trinidad five long years ago.

If you’ve read our blog in the past, or have some awareness of developing world contexts, you will know that the only thing you can predict on any given day is its sheer unpredictability! So it is with a fair dollop of caution that we offer up these insights into what may be on the horizon upon our return to Trinidad. In fact, we know that the very worst thing we could do is to throw ourselves straight back into a load of activities, without having first of all taken the time to assess things; so much will have changed even in the space of thirteen months.

Nonetheless, we know that you, our friends, are keen to know how you can be praying for us. We greatly appreciate this, and hope that the following will help you to get a very rough idea of the coming months.

Craig: Staying Focussed on a Better 'Yes'



In any situation, you will never be useful if your efforts are engaged in providing a need that simply is not there. It is with that in mind that, as stated above, we are keen to take stock of the current situation in Bolivia before rolling up our sleeves.

However, commendable though this is, a further refinement of resources must take place. Because, as human beings, we each bring very different talents to the table, and the danger is that we find ourselves attempting to address specific needs while not necessarily being equipped for the task. Taking this a step further still, we might well have the abilities to meet a need, yet still be wasting our energies as this is not the role that the Lord has for us.

I was certainly guilty of this at times during our first term in Bolivia. As the years went by, I gradually took on a vast array of tasks. These were all ‘good things’; indeed, they were by and large kingdom things! But I found I was scraping by in them, doing many things sufficiently, but few things really well. Worse, I was too proud at times to admit this to myself, yet the last year has certainly confirmed it; by the time we’re finished with our standard 40-minute church report, it’s hard to tell whether we are more exhausted in the telling, or our audience is more exhausted in getting their heads round all the different plates we’ve been spinning.

An extended period of home assignment like ours has its fair share of challenges. But at the same time, something really positive has been taking place out in Bolivia, which I was probably too proud to have foreseen a year ago. While we have been at home, being built up and prepared for the next stage in our ministry, things have not collapsed in Bolivia. In fact, in our absence, the Bolivians have taken on their fair share of things that we used to do. In 2014, our long-expressed desire that the work in Bolivia would decrease in its missionary dependence has taken a big leap forward.

This has been as true in the Education area of the Foundation – my own traditional stomping-ground – as it has been elsewhere. And yet, even up until a few weeks ago, I was in a bit of a fight with God over this.

You see, for some time I have known that God wants me to channel my energies into the work of the church, which is not quite at the same stage of maturity as the Foundation. In particular, there is a tremendous need for disciples to be raised up, for those who are Christians to be equipped to understand the Bible’s message for their lives and ‘set an example for the believers in speech, in conduct, in love, in faith and in purity’. And, naturally, I’m humbled and excited to be a part of this.

But part of me just could not let go of the education ministry. What about those dozens of people each year who had so enjoyed the English classes I had taught? What about the students in the local schools who, as teenagers, have heard the gospel for the first time in their lives? The possibility of leaving behind these primarily evangelistic activities concerned me, and I don’t think there was anything inherently wrong with this.

Another happy bunch of English graduates.

A few weeks ago, I had the pleasure of sitting in a Cornhill class taken by a much older visiting missionary, who has long wrestled with such questions. Indeed, it is only in the past few years that he has truly begun to understand what his gifts are and what God wants him to be engaged in. Yet since then, he claimed to have been much more effective in the Lord’s service. What did he do when presented with the opportunity to become engaged in something that, while great, was not what he had been called to? He remembered the following mantra: It’s easier to say ‘no’ when there’s a better ‘yes’.

That afternoon session may just have been the most important couple of hours for me in my preparation for going back. All of a sudden, two startling realisations dawned on me. Firstly, my utter lack of faith. How arrogant of me to presume the Lord’s dependence on me and me alone to bring the gospel to these people. Secondly, my failure to see the practical ramifications for our church of such evangelistic ministry, were it to prove ‘successful’. If, as a church, we’re not quite the finished article when it comes to getting alongside people on the path of discipleship – as I believe is the case right now – then welcoming new believers into our midst will, until that time, prove challenging.

Having thus been stopped in my tracks, I feel emboldened and unashamed to focus my energies solely on the church, and specifically on discipleship. And I will do so as part of a much-depleted leadership. When I joined the eldership in mid-2012, there were five of us; now, only I and the pastor, ElĆ­as, are left. With so many needs in the congregation, and only a couple of us to deal with them, it probably will not do to simply meet every two to three weeks as we had done previously as a leadership. Indeed, I would hope we can create regular time(s) during the working week (ElĆ­as is employed by the church part-time) to meet together and prayerfully address the needs of the church on a more day-to-day basis.

The year at Cornhill, of course, will have some bearing on the coming months. I have been assisted greatly in developing my preaching abilities over the last year, and I’m really looking forward to getting to grips with some new texts from the pulpit.

With good friend and shameless mickey-taker, Wilson Menacho.

However, important though that is, I can’t help but feel that it is especially vital that I look to equip others in Bible teaching ministry in the church – be that from the pulpit or the playpen – with the necessary tools for better understanding and communicating the truths of the word of God, tools which I had mostly gone without myself until this year.

Ideally, such equipping would go beyond the four walls of El Jireh church. In Bolivia, we continue to be saddled with a copy-and-paste education system which encourages a great deal of accumulation of disconnected facts and learning by rote, and not much in the way of engagement with information or independent thought. If our pews are largely filled by the products of such a system, it is of huge importance that preachers communicate the word faithfully. I have been in touch with a renowned international organisation that seeks to equip pastors to teach the Bible in a more responsible manner. My hope is that we can begin such an initiative in the Beni region sooner rather than later.

But, more than anything, I am convinced that such a work has to begin in our church, and for this reason, I’ll be seeking to have regular, one-on-one contact with young men in our congregation, in the hope of raising up more disciples and, I pray, some leaders of the future. What form this, or any of the above, will take, I’m still not sure, but I know these needs exist today, and I know that God has graciously given me the resources this year to address them. I would value your prayers as I continue to discern the right path for me in Bolivia, and the right path for El Jireh church.

Amanda: Keeping things Personnel



People who have read the blog before, or know me personally, will know that before our year in Scotland, I spent my mornings in Bolivia working in Audiology in the Foundation. When we first thought about serving in Bolivia, I wanted to use my Health Sciences degree and my experience as a medical secretary/health care support worker experience in my work in Trinidad.

I started out in nursing and after a year was trained as an audiological technician. I have enjoyed all the time I spent in those two areas as well as the relationships I made in them. I learned so much about ear and hearing care and I liked being able to put that knowledge to practical use in a missions context.

Amanda providing a routine hearing check as
part of FT's health check-ups for every
school child in Trinidad.

However, closer to the end of our first stint in Bolivia, I felt that what I was doing maybe wasn’t the wisest use of my time. I felt that there were a number of Bolivians who could do, or could be trained to do, what I was doing, and maybe even do it better.  This sense continued to grow as 2013 was drawing to a close, and I knew with a large degree of certainty that I would not be returning to audiology upon our arrival in Trinidad again. I was not quite sure what I would be doing instead, but I felt confident that there would be a better use of my time and skills.

Craig and I have spent at least the second half of our furlough year praying and sharing with each other about what we think God might have in store for us in Bolivia. From early on in 2014 I knew that the board of directors at the Foundation had taken on the job of human resources on top of their already busy schedule, and the concept of lightening this burden for Mariana and Miguel Angel was bouncing around in my mind.

I also felt strongly about the need for more overt evangelism amongst our own staff. Staff unity has also been a problem in the past and I have wondered in the past five years or so if someone needed to focus on building unity amongst all the staff through team building events or socials. Throughout the second half of the year, as we’ve been praying, I felt God leading me to the conclusion that I could address the majority of these issues if I left audiology and moved to human resources. I want to focus primarily on developing staff unity and a sense of team amongst us all, and evangelism to staff and patients in a more obvious way.

Amanda with FT audiologist, Odalys Arce

God, who has been so good and gracious to us in all things, once again proved to me how it was really Himself leading me to this conclusion. Mariana, at the beginning of September, wanted to have a Skype conversation to talk about what Craig and I were thinking of doing once we returned. I met her online and shared with her first about what Craig was thinking and then went on to outline my own thoughts. After hearing what I had to say, she answered with, “Oh good, that is exactly what we were wanting to ask you to do.” The confirmation that God had been working in both my heart and the other board of directors’ hearts on both side of the ocean was such an encouragement to me. I can return with the confidence that the leadership of the Foundation is supportive of the need for staff unity and evangelism.

Please pray that God gives me the wisdom to perform the tasks necessary. I am confident about getting alongside some people and developing friendships, but I am less confident about conflict resolution and problem solving amongst staff. I have some ideas for developing unity, but I also know that if I really want this to work I need to think outside the box and be creative and I am nervous about this particular challenge. I am so not as familiar with legal matters that might arise and I know I will be leaning heavily on other board members for advice in these cases. And as much as I would like to jump in and make changes, I know I need the sensitivity to move at the pace that the people around me are comfortable with and to follow God’s leading.

Amanda and ElĆ­as (centre) with their team at 2013's youth camp.

In terms of my involvement in the church, I am still praying through a lot and am adopting a wait-and-see approach. I feel the need to spend a lot more time with people one-on-one. I feel that a lot of programmes have been running perfectly fine without my involvement this year, so I would like to step back from a lot of programme work and focus on individual or small group discipleship. Depending on what we see when we join the church once again, I would like to take a step back from children’s work altogether and focus on supporting, but not running, youth work. I would like to be an active member of the women’s group in our church, but again, not necessarily organise the group.

However, I feel very strongly about supporting Craig in his church work. I know how hard and challenging this work is and I know he is going to need my help. I want to be there as prayer partner with him, and I definitely want to be available to listen to him and emotionally deal with the issues that are going to come up. I would like to help him practically as well; if this means cooking meals for leader’s meetings, or doing pastoral visits with him to families, couples or women, then I need to be able to fit these things into my schedule.

Although what I have written seems relatively well planned out, the truth is that we will not know exactly what we will be doing until we arrive and settle in. We want to take the time to integrate ourselves in the church and Foundation community before asserting ourselves or stepping on people’s toes. We know that relationships are central to what we do, and we also need to make time to re-establish old friendships and make new ones as well. We appreciate all your prayers as we seek to do these things with Christian love.

Both: Family Planning

One last thing, Columbo-style, which really applies to us both as a couple, and that is the possibility of adopting. We’ve been praying about this over the last couple of years and, now that we have something of a clear run of things for the next year or two (i.e., we probably won’t be leaving Bolivia for extended periods any time soon), we’re ready to begin actively exploring this possibility pretty much as soon as we get back.

In Bolivia, as with many things, the process of adoption tends to be a little more informal. We will first of all register with social work to be able to adopt, and then it’s quite simply a case of keeping an ear to the ground for any possible unwanted pregnancies; putting out the word through friends, making maternity nurses we know aware of our situation – a child could surface within a few weeks or many months, or even years later. We just don’t know.

Then would begin the next stage, of adopting that particular child, which can take a few months. And finally, we would begin looking into citizenship in the UK or Canada.

As you can see, then, much patience will required of us, both in the initial waiting period, and then as we take on the vast paperwork which will follow. Please remember this situation in your prayers.