One of the biggest shocks of getting back (typing faster now that
melon had his fix - for now) is driving. This picture would only be
possible in a video game in Kenya. In the city, traffic is slowed
due almost constant traffic jams and zillions of speed bumps. These
bumps are huge. They look like coffins lined up across the road.
The only choice is to slow down to less that 5 km/hr (that is near
zero) and go kerchunk up and down over that poor coffin. When
traffic is congested, vehicles get with the thickness of paint to
each other (approximately 2 mm) and do their imitation of a cow in
a herd, trying to push their way into the desired lane of travel.
This normally happens in an ingenious traffic intersection called
"round-abouts" The concept of the round-about is to avoid those
nasty right angles of those narrow minded intersections, and have a
small circle that everyone merges into and merges out of at the
desired road. The problem is that there aren't any defined lanes.
The herding cows within paint thickness distances are inching along
without any order or submission to a lane of traffic. At this
point, you begin to be concerned about the condition of your
breath, as the norm of open windows puts you within closer
proximity to the next vehicle than you normally experience in a sit
down restaurant. Road rage has the potential of turning into an arm
wrestling match. Eventually, the ingenious driver always delivered
us to the desired location, all without a single street sign. Now
that we are back, it is mind boggling to zoom along at speeds
unknown in most of Africa.Tom Butz
Monday, March 29, 2010
home? This wild cat just loves to jump on my lap and look
longingly at me pleading to be scratched. That snobby leopard in the
safari didn't look at us once when we were the only other being
within miles. Well for now, this is my cat and I am sticking to it.
By the way, this entire posting has been typed with my left hand as
my right was occupied with,you guessed it, the cat (melon is the
name). If I don't pay attention to melon, it could get ugly. Kind
of the opposite of the leopard at the safari.
Friday, March 26, 2010
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
afraid to come out the closet. The deep panging in my lower cranium
didn't register until a few minutes ago as a need for the bean(see
pic). I had a total of one cup of coffee on the way home, and didn't
think through how to nurse my addiction in the air. I was more
concerned about getting lots of water. The pot is brewing and relief
is on the way. Hi my name is Tom, and am a beanaholic.
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Monday, March 22, 2010
plane. There is no seating near the gate. Oh, the shopping Julia just
got back. Things are more expensive here compared to the market. We
didn't get any pictures, but trust me, there wasn't much room for any
fleas. Well, we will be getting in Minneapolis at about 1 pm
Tuesday. We also found out that someone made an image of Julia's
checkcard and starting going nuts with charges. Fraud claim has been
made. Pray for quick resolve. Talk to you later.
Sunday, March 21, 2010
all hold their ground against each other. Lions, leopards, elephants,
and rhinos round out the five. We saw a herd of water buffalo push
four lions hundreds of yards away, and it was very amazing to see the
lions act so sheepish.
around. There was one day that they seemed a little too friendly and
we had to stand up to them. The next day they were more laid back and
fun loving. There were many cute babies who were picking little bugs
off their mom while she laid down. This is what is happening in the
Thursday, March 18, 2010
(like I am in the fridge compared to Juba). It is much much cooler,
and it really feels nice. Looking forward to heading to the safari
tomorrow morning early. Had lunch with Eric and Sammy today and Sammy
will be our guide on Monday when we get back to Nairobi.
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
completed with their translation and have about 75% of their people
that are Christian. We had a real sweet time of fellowship and
encouragement. More video will be posted later encouraging us to
follow God's ways.
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
obvious. We don't tend to like hard things and tend to shy away or run
from them every chance we get. Being an athelete involves making
decisions to do hard things that most people avoid like the plague.
Deciding to be fit and eating better are other examples of deciding to
do hard things with an expected benefit. What if hard things happen
that we can't control. Suddenly we are 100% sure these are from hell
and we must do all we can (control) to change the situation or the
person to "get it back on track". Oh, the logic rings so true in our
heads, and we spout our self protecting frosting to all that will
listen. God has a purpose in taking us through hard things, hard
things that we can't control. Check out James 1 and Romans 5 for
starters. Just as we can easily see health benefits to exercise and
eating well, God sees character benefits to taking us through hard
things. So the next time you see a little kid kicking and sceaming
when they don't get a piece of candy in the grocery store, remember
this might be how we look when we kick and scream emotionally when we
are going through sonething hard. God has designed hard things to
grow our character to be more patient, more loving, and less selfish.
We can be more like God if we follow his plan of growing through hard
things, instead of acting like that repulsive little brat in the
was still a bit on the warm side, but by early morning hours, it was
feeling warm enough to cover up with a top sheet. We weren't sure why
they were provided until now. This is our last day of work in Juba
and we will be leaving tomorrow to go back to Kenya.
Monday, March 15, 2010
with only drums(I thought this was pretty cool) and solid teaching
from the Bible, all under a thatched roof. It was hot, and at times,
I felt like a little kid wondering when the service was going to end.
The service was 2 plus hours, but it was very nice. This girl in the
orange was really dancing. We will post video.
Sunday, March 14, 2010
Saturday, March 13, 2010
This picture was taken in Hagman's front yard area, and it was a luscious green, compared to the dryer Sudan, being more sandy, and not nearly as much nice grass. The team is all staying healthy, and glad to have today (Sunday) off. We will be going to church today, and then seeing the Nile River while sipping on a fine soft drink. Everything is going well. Keep praying, and pray through the end of March, as it will take a while to get acclimated back to the American way of things when we get back.
Friday, March 12, 2010
Thursday, March 11, 2010
injera, which is a unique bread. Injera looks like a thick napkin, and
you tear off a small piece and use it to grab meat pices like stew
meat and other sauces and veggies. We did the big "no no" there, and
Julia and I both had small portions of fresh vegies. There is a
greater risk of getting sick. Stay tuned for the updates. I have had
some strange pangs in places that don't need more detail, and
hopefully it doesn't turn into a porcelain experience.
Picture how most people eat with chop sticks. Food dropping. Small
bites. It is all part of the dining experience. This is how most
people hammer while putting up a ceiling. John however can hammer
upside down like most people can wolf down a bowl of corn flakes. When
the going gets tough holding up sheet of very flexible particle board
(painted by J&J painting - Julie and Julia) John comes swooping in
like Superman, unloading nails from one hand, nailing with the other
until the floppy board is square into submission. Sorry this isn't
the best picture, but we can clearly see the orientation of the hammer
that makes us all stand in awe of John behind the hammer.
Julia said the clothes dried in about an hour. This compares to 2.5
days hanging in room while in Nairobi. Maybe Sudan could have a new
service of drying the world's clothes. It might get a little tricky
shipping over all the wet clothes, and the time saving may not work
out in the end.
hours after the rest of the team. Here is picture evidence from Sudan.
And then the hammer. Sorry for putting that song in your head. We are
putting in a ceiling in the converted office area and it involved
putting up a 4x8 grid that had some wandering to it at times(involved
putting additional boards to make sure there is always a surface to
attach). Joel, shown in figure 1, us doing the impossible. Hammering
upside down with small nails, all while holding the nails in his
mouth. Ladies and gentlemen, give it up for the great Joel.
wall and slightly nicked the electric line. Once the pipe was in the
hole, it made contact with the hot electric wire. In two seperate
cases of plumbers doing their job, the wrench on the pipe (now at 240
volts), sparks were seen and jolts were felt. Praise God nobody was
hurt. Murphy also made sure that this happened when the power from
the city was out and the generator was being used and has a higher
voltage (240) compared to the city voltage of 200 volts.
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Our heart goes there,
from the voices that we hear
Hear them all,
but only one,
Is the voice that we obey
We are not so random
Of the voices that we hear
They are screaming, shouting, whispering, what do we hear?
When we learn His voice
The voice of the great I AM
We know it doesn't matter
The chorus of the noise
Words with chocolate promises
That make us empty groan
His way, His Truth His Life
were many keys and a few locks. Mert kept looking until he found a
key to the large lock. There is a national on site named Tartisio that
knew that the lock was used to lock one of the containers used to
store the SIL files and supplies when the compound was abandonded from
1988 to 2006. It was amazing that none of the supplies were lost
during the war. This lock is a startling piece of history because the
compound was taken over during the war without any losses to the
supplies in the container.
have both been here full time in the past, ran across an old file
showing the picture and profile of missionaries that were here.
Memories were flooding their discussion and some sadly have left us
for their eternal reward. What a gold mine of a find. God will
remember every deed done in His name and this file contains a hall of
fame rundown of His saints that have worked in Sudan.
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
after time the same sacrifices, which can never take away sins;
My will remains
Old and empty
No new life
Heb 10:12 but He, having offered one sacrifice for sins for all time,
SAT DOWN AT THE RIGHT HAND OF GOD,
I could not
He sat down
I could not
Next to God
I still can
Has never been afraid
Never a rut of habit
Perfect power wisdom
Never short of time
Never short of Schillings
Never in the dark
His voice His Way
Is always in the chorus
Will I hear
Or want another?
My choice. My growth.
His life. Not mine.
He waits. He rejoices.
Then waits. How much?
Us God? Us know? Us grow?
Heb 3:7 Therefore, just as the Holy Spirit says, "TODAY IF YOU HEAR
HIS VOICE,8 DO NOT HARDEN YOUR HEARTS AS WHEN THEY PROVOKED ME, AS IN
THE DAY OF TRIAL IN THE WILDERNESS, 9 WHERE YOUR FATHERS TRIED Me BY
TESTING Me, AND SAW MY WORKS FOR FORTY YEARS.B10 "THEREFORE I WAS
ANGRY WITH THIS GENERATION, AND SAID, 'THEY ALWAYS GO ASTRAY IN THEIR
HEART, AND THEY DID NOT KNOW MY WAYS';
Heb 5:14 But solid food is for the mature, who because of practice
have their senses trained to discern good and evil.
night and it is very very hot. It is 1:30 am and 90 F. I slept from
about 10 pm until 1. Julia has been tossing all night. No covers.
Ceiling fan spinning wildly. Air not felt strongly through mosqueto
netting. Certainly no AC. I had a dull headach most likely from
needing more water. Lights out. Headlamp shining when needed in common
living area outside the room near the dining area. This is a time for
(not me) will build a new custom cabinet. I specialized in removing
nails in the scrap wood. Julia was the design specialist giving
feedback on the new design. Mert was de-nailing and unloading 110 lb
cement bags from the truck. Julia also went into town with the manager
and experienced the chaos of the markets. Digging in and working.
Drinking lots of water. Hot (90) but tolerable.