Lent 2015: Disciplined, being intentional…

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The period of Lent begins today (Ash Wednesday) and will continue for 40 days up to Easter. Lent is a time when Christians remember that Jesus went into the desert for 40 days before beginning his public ministry and where he prayed, fasted and was tempted. A friend said to me yesterday what she enjoys about Lent is that it is one of the periods in the Christian calendar that has not become commercialised (well that is one of the reasons why I think I am beginning a new relationship with Lent).

For Lent I have decided to join the Fairfield Lent Prayer Challenge and pray every morning at 7.14am (it’s not too late for you to begin too!); I am also planning to read two chapters of the Bible every day and to ‘give’ something each day and ‘give up’ something each day (will not divulge what they are here…).

Thinking about Lent has reminded me about two themes that I want to develop more in my life: discipline and being intentional. And what better way to try and cement those two themes into my life then throughout Lent!

Jody

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Refrigerator: Experiment 1

Welcome to our first experiment on making our own little local refrigerator. We have solar for lighting and small charging (which is awesome) but not nearly enough electricity to run a refrigerator. We don’t necessarily need a fridge, but it would be lovely to keep milk from going off overnight. Last year we did have town electricity, however the power was off more than it was on so our refrigerator was more of a ‘glorified cupboard’.

Today we bought two large clay pots. One to keep water cool (which is what most locals use); and the other to try and keep some small items a little cooler (such as UHT milk, juice and a few vegetables). We have filled one ¾ with water and inserted a small plastic container with items inside, and covered with a lid. We are told by locals that the post will leak for a couple of weeks since they are new but we await to see how it all works… fridge_1B Inside_fridge

Home sweet home :)

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Here’s our little grass-thatched abode. Loving it!

The sweet of the bitter-sweet

At last we have returned to Gulu – in the middle of an extremely dusty dry season. We have reached the ‘sweet’ part of the bitter-sweet goodbyes, when you get to greet the people on the other side. And what a beautiful welcome we have experienced these past couple of days: hand-written welcome signs above our new home; an impromptu dance/leaping embrace from Daniel’s old colleague; a boy in town selling peanuts who remembered us Baby_Collage_2and welcomed Daniel back; old friends/neighbours who recognise our clothes and come over or our sandals at a door and know we have returned; talking for hours when reuniting with our awesome Kiwi mates; comments about how we have ‘grown fat’ and certainly been looked after by our family… but the highlight of all would have to be little Daniel Emmanuel. Daniel was born today at Lacor Hospital – he is the son of a dear teaching colleague of Jody’s from Layibi Techo. He was named after Dan and both mum and bub are doing great. Thanks Gulu – it’s great to be back!

We’re heading back…

This may come as a surprise to some of you but… we are heading back to Uganda! The ‘tea break’ is now over, flights are booked (January 24) and there is a long list of things to do before we return to Uganda.

We have been very blessed to visit wonderful and dear friends of ours in both the UK and Australia, as well as spend some lovely time with family. Can we please say a big ‘blanket’ thank you to everyone who has been extremely encouraging and supportive to us, last year had a few bumpy rides (in more than one continent) but we are now looking forward to new journeys ahead and excited about some new beginnings. We have updated this blog with a few more details of what we are doing, so have a little hunt around if you want some more info. Thanks also for the sweet words about this blog, you have encouraged us to keep blogging this year. Speak to you all in the world of cyberspace.

With much love,

Dan and Jodes x

No money, no goats.

A dear friend of mine in Gulu wrote this blog today – very similar to my Gulu Unplugged series. It helps us all to understand life and frustrations behind the scenes and how things are so much more complicated than what they seem! Pray for Tess and her community work in Gulu 🙂

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Wakonye Kenwa Part 2

After one of the first meetings of our farmers co-op, several members asked me accusingly, where was the bottled water?

Our group Wakonye Kenwa asked the local football club, what community problems do you care about, what needs change? They drafted a list for us: new uniforms, boots, and a new football.

Another village savings group asked us, are you bringing us a loan? Some chickens? No? Well then don’t waste our time with questions about ‘community issues’

This kind of thinking is the source of ‘Wakonye Kenwa’s deepest struggles. For years and years during the war, communities packed into squalid, cramped ‘camps’ relied on aid. In the final years and aftermath of war, in flooded the international aid groups, and up sprouted a hoard of community groups feeding on foreign funds. If you attend one of their workshops or trainings on ‘peace building’…

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A world of plastic promises…

‘Realising that what we say is our religion may not actually be our religion is a devastating realisation. We have swapped biblical worldview that placed our hope in a God who is active in our world for the seemingly immediate and tangible world-view of troublewithparishyperconsumerism. We keep our faith lives in the back of the closet to pull out on Sundays. Hyperconsumerism is what we really place our faith in to deliver a meaningful and fulfilled life in the here and now. Just look at the way in which the message of the church has become subverted by hyper-consumerism. Today’s salvation message sounds more like “self-help” than “die to self.” For many, the gospel becomes a vehicle to deliver the good life promised by hyperconsumerism.’

That is an excerpt from The Trouble With Paris by Mark Sayers. I was recommended by a wise friend to read this book as part of my preparation of ‘re-entering’ my home country. You always learn more about your culture when you leave it. And in reading this, I need to learn more about who I am and possibly who do I want to be (and not want to be).

Goodbye Uganda!

Goodbye Uganda! After 18 months serving with The East African Missionary Society it is time for this chapter of our lives to end. Thank you to all our dear friends for sharing this journey with us. We have learnt a lot, had some pretty incredible experiences and met some very inspiring people.
 Some of our highlights include: teaching teachers and seeing the fruits of this in the classrooms; assisting to hire some ‘top notch’ staff at the church site in Layibi; harvesting groundnuts and literally seeing the fruits from the labour; finishing construction of vocational training classrooms; hearing some of our local friends talk about how their thinking is changing, especially in regards to how they should treat their wife and children; and our incredible awesome house group who we have laughed with, cried with, challenged each other and journeyed together as we have discussed living in community, marriage and what it looks like to serve Christ in this nation – it was possibly harder to leave you four behind than anything else!
We have learnt a lot from working with the Acholi people of northern Uganda and particularly been inspired by the local people’s resilience – it is unbelievable how they can ‘spring back’ after such atrocities and can remain focused, joyful and forward-looking aUganda_DJmidst a world where life can often by ‘short and cheap’.
The first innings is over; please pray for us as we plan for the second innings and look at how we can best serve God with the gifts he has given us.
We are heading for a ‘tea break’ to the UK and Australia. I feel that this announcement needs to come with some sort of disclosure statement which will read something like: ‘Warning: in transition from host country to home country, possibly fragile and with erratic emotions’. Apologies in advance.

What if He was for real?

During our discussions as a house group with fellow missionaries in Gulu we have discussed a range of topics but the few that hit the radar of late are: justice for the poor; and living in community.Image
We are well versed with Scriptures commanding justice and we are familiar with Scriptures about giving to the poor. We have all read in Matthew about Jesus telling the rich young ruler to sell all his possessions and give them to the poor (Matthew 19:16-22).

A few of us have been reading the book of an American Christian radical, Shane Claiborne, who has hit the Christian headlines and certainly shaked and challenged us on how we are living.

In his book ‘Irresistible Revolution’ he writes: “There are plenty of liberals who talk about poverty and injustice but rarely encounter the poor, living detached lives of socially responsible but comfortable consumption. And there are plenty of Christians who talk about how much God cares for the poor but don’t know any poor folks. There is nothing more sickening than talking about poverty over a fancy dinner. Or how about this one: I once saw an advertisement for a dialogue on global starvation, and the sign boldly read, “Refreshments will be served.”

He pulls no punches and hits hard, if you want to stretch yourself, dare to read it. (Warning: he is pretty critical of Christians, and also paints living in community through rose-tinted glasses).

One question which resonates throughout the book is: ‘what happens if Jesus really meant what he said in the gospels?’
So, let me ask you and myself that question: ‘What if Jesus really meant what he said?’
This is not a plea for more overseas financial support, this is a wake up call for us to live out our faith. Let us be more intentional with how we live our lives and the decisions we make. What will you do for social injustice? What injustices do you see around you? How will you serve or live out the words of Jesus? Isn’t Jesus our example?

Dietrich Bonhoeffer said “We are not to simply bandage the wounds of victims beaneath the wheels of injustice, but we are to drive the spoke into the wheel itself”.

Whirlwind of training…

I have been challenged about many things of late: one of the main things beImageing to use my gifts to serve the poor. After much prayer, persistence and persuasive talking I have managed to train about 280 teachers from 52 primary schools over the past month. The peak of all this training was four workshops held in the four divisions of the municipal here, organised by the local schools inspector and the head teachers’ association. Contrary to local cultural expectations, there was no ‘sitting allowance’ or ‘transport allowance’ (money) given to teachers for attending – one of the perks they had grown accustomed to from post-war rehabilitation work. In spite of this, I received a phenomenal response from many primary schools and have been swamped with offers to visit schools and do follow-up training and further support the teachers who attended. The Municipal Education Officer (top dog for the town schools here) even offered me an office if I return… tempting offer). Although my time is coming to an end for this season of our life I feel extremely grateful that I have been able to hopefully make some small difference in these local schools. I pray these local teachers will continue with the work, that these children will learn to read and write and money will not remain a barrier to education here.

Thank you to my dear friends and family for all your support, encouragement and prayer in this work! Apwoyo Matek! xx