Beginnings...fresh marriage with a sweet fresh baby, setting up a home in the stretches of Ethioipa

Beginnings...fresh marriage with a sweet fresh baby, setting up a home in the stretches of Ethioipa

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

The Long Version (engaged...)

Well, I guess I should have/ started to see it coming.  Brian and I have found our groove this fall, and we have so much fun down here in Langano.  He comes down usually on his motorcycle and stays for the weekend (in a tent in the middle of all the houses).  We even "checked out" a baby from Mana Abdii the orphan house to practice for the day!
 
This last week was his fall break so he came down to Langano for it.  He brought his car (old Land Cruiser from the 70's fixed up) down with a trailer on the back with three motorcycles.  When I asked who was going to ride the third one, he said, "when we want to go somewhere together!"  So he got here on Monday, and Tuesday our task was for me to learn to ride a motorcycle.  He brought a "Yamaha 250" down for me, explained the gears and all that, and I started riding around the compound a little.  On the long stretch of road I was feeling good and he was walking behind me so I just sped off and then of course fell and the motorcycle fell over and was reving and smoking really loud and I was calling for him while the compound guard wandered over to see what was happening!  Ha!  Then we went outside the compound and he told me to drive though these (TRICKY!) puddles which I did, but then the last puddle I lost control, fell, and hit an old man on the side of the road!  I said "Excuse me."  When I fell I couldn't pick up the bike or restart it so he was very nice and patient about restarting.
 
That was fun.  Then Wednesday he warned me we were going to have a scavenger hunt, so he pulled out this "packet" of papers and showed me page by page my clues.  It was called, "10 Reasons why I love you" scavenger hunt, and at each spot he named a different reason.  He had put so much thought into it, and funny clues, and funny places, it was great.  One was a little soda shop in town that we went to before we went to the mosque on the Eid, so we rode our bikes out (6 kilometers, on my second day!!) there, then to Wenney lodge for lunch, then the last clue was "a place to waterski," so that was his friends house on the other side of the lake.  So we rode the two seater Honda there, and the clue said, "Your prize is in the pocket of the life jacket."  We chatted with our friends for a while, then (it was later than he thought I guessed:  about 6 or so, and chilly and the water was really choppy) he said, "Let's go find your last clue!"  So there was a lifejacket floating out in the water maybe 20 feet out so we got in the water both freezing!!  (He said later that helped him not look nervous).  When we got close to the life jacket I saw there was a bottle tucked inside of it and I said, "Oh, its a message in a bottle!"  So I was dancing around from being cold, and he opened the bottle (which took a long time because it was taped so securely) and out came a little jewelry bag.  Then I knew for sure!  He pulled it out, and dutifully knelt down (putting his face up to his eyes underwater) and asked me to marry him.  I said yes!
 
When we turned around to get out, everyone on the beach was taking pictures!  Christina had towels and a fire ready for us, and then we had a celebratory cake and champagne.  There were a few Ethiopians gathered around and when we were still in the water they were doing their wave sticks/dance/chant happyness thing and I loved that there was a bit of Ethiopian culture there for us.
 
So we enjoyed our lake beach scene with the fire at sunset- it was so beautiful!  Then Brian said he was taking me out to dinner to a lodge nearby, so we got changed and when we pulled into the parking lot I saw plate number 00943 and said, "hey, isn't that the Langano clinic car?"  And when we got there the Langano station was there to meet us!  Brian had invited them out.  So my brain was just swimming, and they were loving it!
 
Since then (Wednesday) Brian has been making all kinds of funny comments now that we can talk about life together.  "I better go see where I'm going to put my horse coral."  "What size bed do you want, king or queen?  I'm going to make it"  "I wonder which [Langano] project I should work on"  "How about making a deck that wraps around that tree over there and stringing Christmas lights around it?"  "What baby names do you like?"  "We're going to have to take that picture down because I want this room to be African themed."  All kinds of things, it is so funny.  We are thinking mostly about living here in Langano but that sort of depends on what he would do- he has options to think about down here that could be great.   We need to pray that God will show him what is best, whether or not it is in Langano.
 
He left this morning, and I am sad without him!  I told him I like his boots on my veranda.  We have quite a challenge these next eight months between trying to seeing each other, communicating with our families, planning a wedding, figuring out how to blend our worlds that are so separate now, language and culture stress, and all our radically different opinions!  I do love him, and I am excited to see things unfold.
 

Sunday, October 04, 2009

On Being out Here

Let's see, for me being a missionary involves being far from my family and not having hot showers or fruit stands.  No nectarines, and no itunes downloading.  But I buy strawberries at the strawberry stand in on the side of the highway in my rural Ethiopia for 60 cents, and I live on the edge of a lake with Egyptian geese flying low through the sunset, and hippos in the reeds.  No Thanksgiving dinner tables, but feasted royally on roasted corn and milk last night with my friends in a grass roofed hut.  I'm not sure what is better, but I think life out here is.

 

The conversation over the corn and milk was about the rain.  There isn't any, and these men are wondering how they will feed their families.  I am community health nurse in Langano in the West Arsi Zone of Ethiopia, so these communities we serve with our clinic are seeking our assistance.  "Below God's hand, we are looking to you for help!"  I hear the statement several times a week………

 

My job out here is health and peace- physical and spiritual.  It involves lots and lots of crossing cultures, so sometimes I even start thinking their culture is more normal than my own.  You mean we don't go visit each others' homes when our relatives die?  And we buy our chickens with no heads and no feathers wrapped up in plastic??

 

It can be hard in any culture to find the right opening for the truth of the gospel.  I wonder as I am sitting on low stools in dark huts, how do I explain Jesus?  And why He is important for their eternal salvation?  Where is the open door- their sense of spiritual need?  I am new and haven't answered those questions yet.

 

Another side to my work is growing the Christians around me.  The clinic staff consists of ten people who have all professed to be Christians.  They have the great challenge of caring for and loving over 100 people a day that come through our clinic doors, and these staff are a great gift to our ministry.  I want them to grow in their sense of ministry and purpose.  Tomorrow at our staff meeting I am giving them each a copy of "The Purpose Driven Life" which is available in Amharic, and my prayer is that God gives each of them a magnificent sense of His purpose in their life and work.

 

It is new, I'm fresh out of language school on the ground.  I'm learning as I go, but I do know this:  this is the life for me, a life of adventure, challenge, green fields, land cruisers, dirty feet, roasted corn and new languages around me.  A life full of amazing potential to see God build His church in one of His great world's far corners…