Tuesday 23 April 2013

Youth Discipleship in Lumban

This weekend we visited Lumban Mennonite Bible Church with our dear sister, Reg, whose home church it is. Some of the youth there are participating in a 5 week leadership discipleship course led by Pastor Richard with the 3 last weeks being immersed in various surrounding communities. Darnell and Reg were both asked to lead some sessions on Saturday and then we worshiped with the community Sunday morning. We have recently been appointed (by the Bishops and the youth) as mentors for the Integrated Mennonite Church youth, so this was a great way to join some youth activities and spend time getting to know these great young people. 

As a team building exercise, Reg asked the youth to use fabric to create something, in groups, that would illustrate their strengths and weaknesses. They did a fantastic job (this town is known for making traditional Filipino clothing, so no wonder!) and their thoughts and sharing were very deep, with lots of tears shed about the struggles they face but also a lot of laughter. 


Darnell had the youth act out scenes that showed how loving God means we love others too: faith in action! They had some fun with the scenes and we're thankful we could connect with the youth in Lumban in this way. Our Tagalog is getting better but we still can't fully communicate in Tagalog and sometimes its super frustrating. The youth understood Darnell but its hard to have discussion. And unfortunately I don't have any pictures of the sessions, as I was busy trying to get Makai to sleep. 

About getting Makai to sleep.... normally a very uneventful procedure, but when its 38C outside and your bedroom has no windows or air-conditioning and the power goes out so now fans either (or water to cool down!)... its not fun! The boys finally went to sleep after 10pm when the power came back on and the fans were once again blasting. But it basically just turned our room into a convection oven. We were all seriously sweating all night, despite our fans. Makai's sheet had a watermelon-sized wet spot from his sweaty head :(  Did I mention its "summer" here? Did you know we had winter? Yup, that's when our highs were about 30. Now the highs are 35. Oh dear is right.

So now that "winter" is over, we are sure to be inside during the hottest hours... no shade, no play. 

I'll leave you with a couple photos from our (hot) stopover at Reg's alma mater, University of the Philippines. 





Monday 15 April 2013

Freedom from Guilt

While we were at the South East Asia Anabaptist Retreat in Thailand, we led one of the three morning sessions. The topic for the retreat was "Spiritually thriving in cross-cultural life and work." Darnell led an Indigenous-style prayer focusing on our parts of the body and our journeys. And then I shared.  I was nervous to share and felt like I was taking a risk.... telling a group of 5o experience missionaries that I don't carry guilt for not reading my bible everyday made me feel pretty vulnerable. But I was incredibly encouraged by the positive reactions to what I had to say. At least a dozen people told me that it was an incredibly freeing time for them and  the discussion it fostered was awesome. After the small group time, we gathered in a big circle and had people just call out some of the non-conventional spiritual practices that renewed them, things they might not have otherwise considered a spiritual discipline. As things like mowing the lawn, playing with my son, going for a run and bird watching were called out, I thanked God for the opportunity to encourage others in how they connect with God. 

Here's what I shared.... 

"When I first read the email asking us to share, I right away thought this was something for Darnell to do. But when we talked about it, Darnell immediately said that I should share and that I have something very valuable to say.  So, as you can see, I’m going for it and am praying that what I have to say really is valuable!

So to start, let me tell you a few reasons why I, at first, didn’t feel equipped to share about spiritual practices… I don’t read my bible everyday- maybe once a week. I don’t do personal devotions. I don’t memorize scripture. I’m not some kind of prayer-warrior. I don’t reflect much about what is going on in my soul.  And I don’t “hear” God speak to me. 


Perhaps not quite the motivation we were seeking. But… I do feel close to God. I feel spiritually nurtured and growing in the community that I’m a part of. And I don’t have guilt about what I don’t do.

Over the years I’ve often felt the pressure of needing to “pray more” and “read my bible more.” When we were first dating and married, Darnell kind of thought I should “do” more. Perhaps he thought I wasn’t as “spiritual” as I should be. But, as you can tell, his view of spirituality, and mine also, has changed.

My pastor in Abbotsford recently released a book called Sacred Pauses: Spiritual Practices for Personal Renewal (check out her website here). In it she explores some of the different spiritual practices, including classic ones like Scripture reading and prayers but also some less conventional ones like going for a walk, having fun and living simply.

So for me, some of the less conventional spiritual practices, mainly the ones done in community, are the ones that offer me the renewal I need. Let me share…..

I like going for walks with my boys. I strap the kids in the stroller and try to go as far as I can before being a complete sweaty mess in the Manila heat. Sometimes I pray when I walk. Usually, because of two busy and chatty boys, my prayers are short- “Thank you for the sun today, Lord.” Or “Help Amanda to have a good sleep tonight and for Micah to feel better.” As I walk, I often spend time choosing to be thankful for the things I otherwise complain about- like the heat! I walk, enjoy the exercise, speak to God and choose to be thankful for the gifts of today. It is refreshing, keeps me focused and thankful, and also forces me to slow down and enjoy.

As Peace Church, we gather to read Scripture every week. Reading the Bible as a community weekly is my primary way of reading Scripture. It wasn’t until after the reformation that the Bible became accessible for the average person. So for the early church and the thousand years following it, reading a Bible was a community event. So why do so many of us feel guilt when we don’t do private “devotions” in a quiet, secluded space daily? Reading scripture is incredibly important, as it shapes how we think and act, but reading it privately is not a necessity.

I have fun. When I am intentional about enjoying the moment God has given me, it is a spiritual discipline. I love playing with my kids- it brings incomparable joy.  And when I hear their laughter, I am overwhelmed with thankfulness. I thank God for them- over and over. 

I like to cook and bake. This is my main act of service to my family and my community at this stage in my life. I’m in the kitchen, with my kids playing at my feet, a lot. I love when people enjoy my food and I love feeding friends a nutritious, healthy meal or a tasty dessert that they’ll remember. It shows that I care about their whole being and we discuss that God’s desire for Shalom is holistic, extending to every area of our life. I thank God for the food and for the opportunity to serve. And if I feel resentful for all the work I do, I talk to my family, pray, and make sure that I am giving with a joyful heart and that I’m also not overworked.

We spend a ton of time in deep discussion with our community. This is great, as I would much rather talk something out with a friend or with Darnell that I would reflect alone. So when things are pressing me or I have questions, I talk… sometimes Darnell feels like I talk too much! I also write long emails to my close friend at home. I enjoy sharing my struggles, my joys and my questions with people close to me. I’m always more aware of what I need to pray about or what I need to work on after I hash out my thoughts with a friend. Sharing with someone renews me.

So for me, the spiritual disciplines that renew me are done in community. That’s how I work. And I love that I no longer carry guilt about my lack of “quiet time with God.” David Augsberger, in his Book Dissident Discipleship writes, “The natural habitat of any true disciple of Jesus is community. Those who seek to know Christ know that he is most truly known in community” (65).

There are times, however, when I feel like I need to be alone and I grab my Bible and sit on the patio without the noise and distraction of my kids. Those are the times when I ask God for patience, for renewed hope, and just take a breather. But these times don’t come often and I’m perfectly okay with that.  I grow with the people around me, my family and my community, and I don’t feel like I need to be alone with God in order to know him more.

I’m thankful that the years of guilt for not “doing devotions” are behind me. I’m thankful that I am growing closer to God, in community, and that I feel renewed and refreshed on a daily basis. I feel like I am taking care of my whole being…. I eat well, I exercise, I have energy and joy to take care of my family, I am learning and growing with my community, I’m having a lot of fun, and I am serving the people around me with a joyful heart.  I feel close to God, Lord of my life, and am serving Him with my whole being. 

Friday 12 April 2013

Thailand trip

Last week we attended the South East Asia Anabaptist Retreat. We had a wonderful time with a great group of people who have similar- yet so unique- stories as us and are serving in Asia in a variety of ways. We were blessed by this gathering of about 70 people on a beautiful beach south of Bangkok. 

Darnell and I were asked to lead one of the morning "input" sessions on the theme of our spirituality and what renews us. Darnell encouraged me to be the "speaker" and I'll post later about what I shared, but it had to do with the more unconventional spiritual disciplines and my freedom from guilt. It was actually super freeing for a lot of people and I was very encouraged that what I had to say was so appreciated.

The boys were well taken care of by some lovely girls who certainly had their hands full.... 3 childcare workers with seven kids two and under who all did a lot of crying, especially during drop-off. Our boys did really well, even with Makai in an awkward cast during a VERY hot week. I was really thankful for a bit of a break from watching the kids and the chance to have meaningful time with adults who are all serving God overseas. Here's a few pictures....

some of the kids.

our coordinator, Gordon, and fellow Mennonite Church Canada
workers, the Veiths.... a great time with these people!

the whole group!

We had one day before the retreat to hang out at a little resort on Makai's birthday- we had some great family time.

his gift- a tool set. it was a hit for both boys.

fast asleep at his birthday lunch.... while we enjoy a pool-side meal.

After the retreat we spent two days in Bangkok and I rang in my thirties Thai-style! We had a fun time as a family.



birthday buffet breakfast with chocolate lava cake for dessert!

our hotel room... Cody is having a nap on the floor, to the right.

Ikea shopping for my birthday... something I miss in Manila!

tuk tuk ride

birthday dinner... street food in Bangkok

Monday 8 April 2013

a first birthday party, a fractured arm, and a Jars of Clay concert.

This week we are having a great time in Thailand. But before blogging about what we've been up to here, let me tell you about last weekend. It was eventful. 

First of all, Makai turned one! We had a great party Saturday with many friends… 32 adults and 26 kids in total. Not bad, eh!?! I made a whack load of cookies for everyone and Darnell planned some relay games. Everyone had a lot of fun…. except perhaps for the birthday boy, which leads to the fractured arm part. But first, some pictures of the party….






Friday morning I realized that Makai couldn’t put any weight on his arm. I’m not sure how he injured it, but if he tried to use it, his arm would buckle and he would wail. The doctors didn’t find the fracture Friday so for his birthday party on Saturday, he was attempting to crawl/walk/fall with a broken wing :( But after the misdiagnosis, three hospital visits, and amazing help from an American doctor friend, the arm was casted and ready to properly heal. Here's our little champ soon after majorly freaking out while the doctor casted it...




After spending half of Easter Sunday at the hospital (thank you Reg for hanging out with Cody!), we got home and put the kids to bed and then Reg promptly shooed us out the door to enjoy, of all things, a Jars of Clay concert just down our street. A very random end to a crazy weekend… but singing along to the all-too-familiar songs (a trip back to grade nine!) with some dear Filipino friends ended up being just what we needed.