Wherefore Art Thou Romeo?

Wondering what happened to that airplane Jon was working on at JAARS in Waxhaw, NC?  Well, after Jon and the others completed the modifications, the Kodiak aircraft was flown to Moundridge, KS.   A crew from Weaver Aero Int'l then installed a ferry tank and made other preparations for flying it over half-way around the world.

 

On November 3, it left Kansas to fly across the Atlantic Ocean, the Middle East, and South Asia.  Praise God!  On November 19, the Kodiak arrived safely at the Aiyura Valley airport (near where we live and serve on the Ukarumpa center).  It flew 87 hours between Kansas and Port Moresby, the capital of Papua New Guinea.  While it was in Port Moresby, it received its new registration of P2-SIR, and will probably be called “Romeo” henceforth.

A small crowd was on hand to welcome Romeo to its new home in Aiyura Valley.  They praised God for its safe arrival and dedicated it to the Lord’s work.  Soon, it will be put to work alongside its twin “Bravo”.

We thank God for the opportunity to help prepare this Kodiak for its service in PNG.  Lord willing, we’ll get to see it in action soon!  The aviation department in PNG is seriously short of aircraft maintenance technicians right now, so we’re eager to get back there and continue the work.  Please join us in praying that God would expand our team of partners to cover the last 26% of our monthly financial budget.  Pray also that our house would sell and free us to return without the concerns of caring for a home here in the US.  Thank you so much for your partnership in prayer!

If you’re interested in learning about why the Kodiak is the perfect tool for supporting Bible translation in Papua New Guinea, watch the following video clip.

Kodiak Tour

Bountiful Bananas

It still strikes me kind of funny that now I pay around $0.49 a pound for bananas when in Papua New Guinea at times I couldn’t give them away.  They grew in our backyard and in everybody’s backyards for that matter.  And when a bunch was ready for harvesting you hoped this time they’d ripen slowly instead of all 104 turning brown at once!  Sometimes you had to get creative in your uses for ripe bananas if you didn’t want to just throw them away.  Now it’s rare that I have any left over for baking.  But when I do, this is our family’s favorite way to use those brown, spotted and mushy fruit-fly attracters.  The mushier the better…!

Dressed Up Banana Cake

Combine and beat:

• 1/3 cup oil
• 1 cup sugar (or less)
• 2 eggs

Add:

• 1 1/2 cups mashed bananas
• 1 1/2 teaspoons vanilla

Combine separately:

• 2 cups flour
• 3/4 teaspoon soda
• 3/4 teaspoon baking powder
• 1/2 teaspoon salt
• 1/4 teaspoon cloves
• 2 teaspoons nutmeg

Add alternately to the first mixture:

• 3/4 cup milk

Beat well.  Pour into well-greased 9x13 inch pan.  Sprinkle on top:

• 3/4 cup chocolate chips
• 1/2 cup chopped walnuts

Bake at 350F for 30-40 minutes.

Hopeful Creation

So we’re back home for about a month…a couple of weeks…an undetermined number of days.  I woke up this morning feeling strangely like I’m on vacation.  Must be the result of sleeping in my own bed for a change.  I could have stayed under those covers for much longer, but the sun comes up an hour earlier now, and so does our rooster (aka Isaiah).

This rooster requested pancakes for breakfast.  Fortunately, I saw it coming and made the batter the night before.  Pancakes are essential to Isaiah’s “settled in” feeling.  He rates our many “homes” by the frequency he gets pancakes for breakfast.  According to his Sunday School teacher, they figure into his top six things to be thankful for—falling right after “motorcycles” and right before “his sister”.  Actually, I was quite surprised Claire made in the top 100.

It being the gorgeous autumn day that it was, Claire’s and Isaiah’s PhyEd teacher determined class would be held at Holliday Lake State Park.  This park boasts a 6+ mile trail around the lake, and each time we visit we try to hike a little further than we did before.  I estimate we walked 3 miles this time, and with minimal complaining about tired legs.  I’d like to say that our kids’ appreciation of the great outdoors kept them going, but it was probably the snacks.

The trail was ankle deep in crunchy oak leaves so any wildlife we might have seen heard us coming a mile away.  Undeterred, Isaiah stuffed his pockets with acorns of various sizes and Claire adopted a pet rock.  The said pet accompanied us on our hike for a lot longer than I would have guessed, until it decided it would rather take a swim in the lake.  According to Claire, rock is currently looking for its baby rock on the bottom of Lake Holliday.

The teacher in me can’t help but point out how all the plants and trees are letting go of their babies…or seeds and getting ready for winter.  We find berries, acorns and pods of various sizes.  These seeds will fall to the ground, get covered by dead leaves, and hopefully rise up to new life in the Spring.  The browns and golds of dying leaves and plants dominate the landscape we see right now.  But there is hope for new life yet to come.

“…with eager hope, the creation looks forward to the day when it will join God’s children in glorious freedom from death and decay….We, too, wait with eager hope for the day when God will give us our full rights as his adopted children, including the new bodies he has promised us.”

--Romans 8:20b-21,23b

Maybe that’s why I love autumn so much….

The Bliss of the Animals

“For the bliss of the animals lies in this, that, on their lower level, they shadow the bliss of those—few at any moment on the earth—who do not “look before and after, and pine for what is not,” but live in the holy carelessness of the eternal now.”  (Sir Gibbie by George MacDonald)

Claire and Isaiah just watched the animated version of Charlotte’s Web and it hit me that Wilbur was not one of those “blissful” animals.  Once he learned that he was destined for the dinner table, he lost the will to live.  Neither his comfy mud hole, his well-supplied feeding trough, nor even his barnyard friends could cox him out his misery.  How could he enjoy a good roll in the mud knowing what autumn had in store for him?  Not that I blame him….

I’ve got plenty of less ominous concerns that often keep me from enjoying today:

• We’ve got a house in VA that no longer feels like home.  No houseplants to die while we’re gone, no scented candles or décor to match the current season, and even the kids’ artwork on the fridge is saying, “I’m so last year!”
• When asked, “Where will you be?” or “What will you be doing?” I have to just shrug my shoulders instead of pulling out my day-planner like the well-organized person I’d like to be.
• I can’t shop for bulk-sized groceries items like thrifty Americans should because the cereal will go stale before we get home again to finish it, and there isn’t room in the van to take it with us.
• I have to run to Wal-mart during the first snowfall with the rest of the unprepared mob to buy boots, hats and mittens instead of finding them months in advance at a thrift store or garage sale.  Who was to know that we’d even be in a place where we’d need winter gear?

This not knowing what or where we’ll be from one day to the next sometimes drives me crazy!  I find myself wanting to argue with God, “How am I supposed to plan what we’re going to eat and drink and wear like a responsible wife and mother when I don’t know where you’re going to send us next?”

Oh wait…something about that sounds familiar.  Didn’t Jesus already say something about that?  Yeah, here it is in Matthew 6:31-34.  “So don’t worry about these things, saying ‘What will we eat?  What will we drink?  What will we wear?’  These things dominate the thoughts of unbelievers, but your heavenly Father already knows all your needs.  Seek the Kingdom of God above all else and live righteously, and he will give you everything you need.  So don’t worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will bring its own worries.  Today’s trouble is enough for today.”

That’s a pretty straight-forward answer!  The worrying about (and dare I say) the organized planning of my future is NOT MY JOB!  It’s God’s responsibility and when I look back it’s easy to see he has done a right fine job of it too.  I’ve never wanted or lacked that which I truly needed, and I’ve been blessed with a whole lot more besides.

So what is my job?  To “live in the holy carelessness of the eternal now”—seeking God’s Kingdom and living righteously.  Whew!  That gives me a lot of freedom to enjoy today and whatever God puts in my path—the fun and the challenging.  With God’s enabling…this I can do.

“It Just Sounds So Good”

Since 2004, the Taylors have been living and working with the Nukna, a Bibleless people of Papua New Guinea (PNG). They recently completed a revision of the Nukna translation of Genesis 12-22, and the next step in the process is called “village-checking”. The translated portions are read aloud to the people in the village to test the clarity and flow of the text. We’ve been receiving email updates from the Taylors while they have been in the village, and we want to share how God has been speaking to the Nukna people through the newly translated Scripture. The Taylors write:

“It was so exciting to be reading a passage, and hear the people laughing at the right spots, or smiling as I or one of the village men read. I would ask them, ‘Why are you all smiling?’ And they would answer, ‘Because it just sounds so good. We've heard this story before in Tok Pisin (the trade language), but we've never heard it like this before!’

As we were checking Genesis chapter 21, which tells the story of Hagar and Ishmael dying of thirst in the desert, and God hearing their cries and revealing a well of water to save them, a large downpour with thunder and lightning hit the village, the first heavy rain in almost three weeks.

One of the village leaders said to me, ‘It has been so dry lately, and we have been very worried that the food growing in our gardens would dry up and die. But just like God heard Hagar's cries for water, He has heard our cries for water and sent this rain.’

Wow, great timing, God!”

Reading Matt’s story renews our excitement for Bible translation, and we look forward to returning to PNG to support the work through aviation.  Ask us how you can help bring God’s Word to the Nukna people and other Bibleless people of Papua New Guinea.  Bible translation requires a lot of team work, and God uses ordinary people like you and me to accomplish this task.

Pink Glasses are Chic

Look who got glasses today!

After several weeks of reoccurring headaches, and complaints that reading made her tired, we decided to get Claire’s eyes checked.  She’s a bit farsighted, has astigmatism, and needs to wear her glasses all the time…BUT we think she’s even cuter than she was before!  

Teamwork on Two Wheels

So sometimes the kids do get along.  Actually, they usually play together pretty well, but this made me just plain proud of them….