The Jungle and I have this little game that we’ve developed. The rules are fairly simple: I in some way insinuate to my wife that I think I’ve finally bug-proofed our house, and then The Jungle responds by unleashing one of its horribly terrifying creatures into our home. It’s sort of like non-verbal, playful banter, […]
Our people think that I am slightly more durable than a porcelain doll, and marginally more athletic than a jumbo-sized marshmallow. Personally, I’d always kind of considered myself as an athletic, outdoorsy person, but after spending these last three days trekking through the bush and paddling through the swamps, visiting a few Iski villages, I’m […]
We had the first Iski-language literacy class the other day! The school day started out like you might expect, everyone smiling and excited, all the students dressed in their best clothes, and the entire population of our village lined up in the “town square” to shake the hands of the teachers and all the students…oh, […]
This is the official last day of our “vacation.” As you can see, we have taken to using little quote marks when we refer to our time out in town. I now understand the pitying looks our partners gave us before we left, when we told them how much we were going to benefit from 2 weeks of rest and relaxation. What naive, newbie missionaries we must have sounded like!
When Sunday rolled around, I was pulled away from my coffee cup by my co-worker’s knock on my door. I could tell right away that I was in for an interesting morning, because Andre (my co-worker) was out of breath.
This last Friday, as I sat at my desk with smoke coming out of my ears from all the mental circuits that had recently been fried attempting to learn the Iski language, I thought up an analogy of my situation. It’s not a perfect depiction, by any means, but to my heat-exhausted psyche at the […]
A few weeks ago, I wrote a post bemoaning the fact that we hadn’t gotten fruit on the last heli flight that came in, and we weren’t going to have an opportunity to get more for several more weeks. Even though I was being kind of whiny and pathetic about the whole thing, we still […]
Our boys were literally dancing around the living room that morning in happy expectation of having fruit in the house again. So Rochelle ended up feeling a little down after dashing all their little hopes and dreams and telling them that it would probably be a few more weeks before we got any fruit.
Over the next months, as we continue to try to catch up in culture and language acquisition, our partners will be able to put together our literacy program and begin the process of writing lessons and translating Scripture into the Iski language!
If I’m ever able to actually learn this language and play a role in seeing a church raised up among the Iski people, then it will be in large part due to my wife.