Friday, January 29, 2010

Life

As you may have guessed, this adjustment back to our "Canadian" lives has been more difficult than we anticipated. There is only so much you can do to prepare for the changes and then you just have to jump in and let it hit you. And we feel like we've been hit hard.

The guilt of our prosperous lifestyle and rich country threatens to overwhelm us many days. The separation from the place where we feel needed threatens to take over our emotions and cause us to feel upset, hurt, frustrated and alone. We feel alienated from this place that used to be our home; like we don’t belong anymore.

We miss Kenya. Every day. All the time.

And yet we are trying to figure out how we are supposed to adjust to this life here. How we are supposed to get “back to normal”. How to balance our two lives.

This analogy, given to us by an older, wiser and more seasoned missionary ;-) has helped us through this process:


“You come from the land of square heads and then you go and live in the land of the round heads. Over time, some of your square angles get rounded off some and you become more of an octagon head. Even though you become more rounded, though, you will still always be a bit square. But when you come back into the land of the square heads, you don't exactly fit any more either. Thus is the saga of a missionary who loves being where God had called him. Never totally square again and never totally round either, but with a broader perspective than ever.”


Enlightening, isn’t it?! It sure was for us!!

We have moved back into our own home, which has been very nice. Trevor has started a new job, working at a John Deere dealership in La Crete, fixing farm machinery. It has been a definite challenge for him, but he is very thankful to have found work. Other than this, we have been spending time with family and friends and are grateful to be able to see them so often now. Life is slowly taking on a new normal and we are slowly learning to stop fighting the changes.

You may be wondering what our plans are for the future…well here it is. We are still looking towards getting back to Kenya as soon as we can, as full-term missionaries with AIM. There are mountains of paperwork to climb first, however, and a lot of things that have to fall into place before that can happen. We’ll keep you updated on the progress of that as soon as we have more to report. For now, though, please keep praying for us in this tedious process. Our hearts can hardly wait to be back in Kenya.

Quote..

“…I became a seriously disturbed woman.

I believe God is searching for men and women who will allow Him to disturb them by making them truly see the world in which we live - so disturbed that they will be compelled to do something about what they see.

Most of us have grown up in a culture that promotes precisely the opposite approach. We refuse to talk about the painful subjects - child prostitution, poverty, injustice, ethnic hatred, environmental destruction, HIV/AIDS.

But if we’re not disturbed by the world in which we live, we will be consumed with the trivial, the insignificant, and the temporary. We will spend our days pursuing all the wrong goals, living by the wrong measurement of success, evaluating our legacy by the wrong standard…”

[Kay Warren]

Wednesday, January 27, 2010

Two Worlds

Sparkly snow. Cold air. Rosy cheeks.
Mud. Garbage. Tears.

Laughter. Warm conversation. Family.
Tears. Fighting. Broken homes.

Christmas tree. Wrapped presents. Snow globes.
Crowded homes. No money. No room.

Turkey dinner. Apple cider. Full stomachs.
Ugali? Beans? Hungry bellies.

Thick snow.
Torrential rains.

Dry house.
Flooded homes.

Happiness.
Heartache.

Canada.
Mitumba.

Our Christmas.
Christmas in the slum.


Why does this picture seem so wrong? Why is this so unfair? Why are some so blessed, while others struggle for survival?

Hard questions. Hard questions that don’t have immediate answers.

Our kids suffered during the Christmas season, while we enjoyed wealth and warmth. Our kids had to deal with abuse, drunkenness and fighting, while we dealt with too many gifts and too much food.

Fair?

I don’t think so.


Think about it.

Let it bother you.

And let it change you.