Sunday, June 21, 2009

The "to do" lists.

"Flexibility" is a lifestyle that you must embrace as a missionary if you are going to keep your sanity. For instance, Tim and I had a schedule that we had set for ourselves for this past Saturday; we were going to get up early and get many things accomplished.
The first thing was that we overslept and while we were still getting ready for our day and before we had even had breakfast we had a visiting pastor at our door. He stayed two hours and five minutes after he left we had two other pastors arrive; they also stayed two hours. By the time they had left it was after 1:00 and we had not accomplished anything on our "to do" list for Saturday. In addition, a single missionary lady needed our assistance for a little project that we were more than happy to help with.
Sometimes you plan to bake and the power goes off, or you plan to go to town and take care of some business and the places you go have decided to close early for some unknown reason. We have guests drop in or we spend long hours at the Bible College because there are multiple problems/situtations that develop that need your attention. Or, maybe the dog gets away and you have to go looking for her. The pipes break or the workers have a problem that you have to help them with... the list goes on and on of the endless possibilites that drive home the need to be flexible and at the same time help you work on that all important virtue, "patience".
You must adopt the African philosophy that people are more important than schedules and there is always tomorrow.
"Haraka, haraka, haina barika"; an African proverb that means that there is no blessing in rushing. So, we take a deep breath, take things as they come, smile, serve some hot chai (tea) to our guests and enjoy life as it comes along. The other option is to get frustrated, miss opportunities that come with every "interruption" for fellowship and relationship building, and develop stress related illness.
It also helps to make your "to do" lists in pencil instead of ink.
Be blessed.

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Breaking Bread Together

Occasionally, we have the opportunity to eat together with the students at the Bible College. This past Monday was one of those occasions. One of the local churches, KVCC, was supplying the evening meal for our 110 students and also invited the faculty and their spouses.
Everyone managed to cram into the Dining Hall; there was a head table set up for the faculty and the students sat around in chairs. We don't have enough tables for all the students at this time so they are accustomed to this arrangement.
Tanzanians are extremely patient so there was no restlessness as we waited for the food to be ready to serve and after about 30 minutes it was ready. Meanwhile everyone visited; I visited with the faculty wives which I don't get to do very often.
First we passed by the outdoor water spigot and washed with soap and cold water which is customary here before eating. Again, no rushing and no impatience.
Since Tim is the principal, we went through the line first and everyone patiently waited their turn. When we arrived, only part of the lights were working in the dining hall so it had a candlelight effect. Eventually, the few lights we had went out completely and we had a small battery powered lantern placed on the head table and a small light at the opposite end of the room.
Everyone accepted the dark without complaint and we just ate and fellowshipped together. At the end of the meal we thanked KVCC for supplying the food. Tim said a few words of greeting and then one of the students began to sing a worship chorus. The 150 voices in the darkened room harmonized together without instruments; but it sounded beautiful. There was a holy presence in the room as we sang together and prayed together.
We shared a simple meal of rice, chicken, greens and chapatis. The fellowship, however, was rich and the presence of the Lord was dessert; everyone left satisfied.
Be blessed today.

Saturday, June 6, 2009

What a week!

This week has been a week spent working with water; we have had almost none and we have had an over-abundance all within a few days time. Such is part of the every day life of the missionary; we not only deal with the ups and downs of ministry but with the ups and downs of daily life here.
The city of Mwanza has been doing "something" with the water; no one is exactly sure what it is they are doing but we want to think it is improvements and upgrades. At any rate, we have gone to having a small trickle of water on some days to water gushing and spewing in great volumes from the faucets. We don't mind having lots of water pressure but there is such a thing as having too much water pressure.
We had city workers digging up a pipe in our yard because we had discovered a leak in one of the underground lines; Tim was digging with them to hurry the process along. They kept trying to change the agreed upon wages during the course of the digging but Tim held firm to the original agreement.
On Wednesday this week the city turned the water back on and we had so much pressure that we had a pipe in the bathroom burst. By the time I realized from the back office that this sound was louder and different than the sound of the fan, we had water running out of the bathroom and quickly filling the surrounding rooms. I called for Tim who was outside working on an electrical problem and he came running to shut off the water.
It took several hours of bailing water with buckets and then using mops, rags, and the Wet Vac that we almost didn't bring to clean up all the water. We also had a leak due to the extra pressure in the front bathroom as well. On Thursday, Tim spent the day cleaning out all the drains and pipes inside and outside the house so that the slow drainage of the high volume of water would not result in sinks, toilets and tubs running over.
On Friday, a day we would normally have been at the Bible School, I heard another loud spewing noise coming from the kitchen. I raced to check it out calling for Tim at the same time; he managed to get the water shut off before it left the kitchen. A hose under the sink had split in half from the high water pressure. If we had been at the Bible School we would have returned to a house full of water several inches deep. We thank the Lord that we were home due to Mid-term break at the Bible School. Also on Friday, we had a leak develop behind the washing machine due to too much water pressure rupturing the hose.
So this week Tim has been all over the property, inside and out, working on water problems. On top of that, we had an electrician here for two days trying to figure out why the outside security lights were not working. Tim worked with them and after several days they found the problem and repaired it.
We prefer our days and weeks to be filled with ministry; preaching, teaching, helping at the Bible College by training pastors, seeing the lost saved and the sick healed.
However, some days it's just broken pipes, electrical problems, ditch digging and mopping water.
All things work together for good.....

Wednesday, June 3, 2009

Time

The value of time is one of the marked differences between Tanzanians and Westerners (Americans); the Westerner can tell you the accurate time within a few minutes of the correct time. Tanzanians, on the other hand, don't always know what time it is and appear not to really care what time it is.

Case in point, we were scheduled to have a meeting of the official Board for the Bible College. Most of the board members do not live here in Mwanza and so traveled by boat, bus and car to arrive for the meeting. We were to start the meeting at 9:00am on Tuesday morning; we finally started at 11:00 after all the members had arrived, taken time to greet each other and enjoy a "chai break" (tea time) together. No one was flustered, no one glanced at their watch or looked frustrated.

Another good example of this difference in the way time is viewed is the fact that most churches in Tanzania don't have clocks; some have them but they don't always work. And, even more amazing, is the fact that I don't think I have ever seen anyone glance at the clock or their watch during a church service; except, of course, for the non-Tanzanians who are present.

The Tanzanians believe that people are more important than time, relationships are more important that schedules and that, "Haraka Haraka haina baraka". This Tanzanian proverb means "there is no blessing in rushing or hurrying". I think we have a similar one, "haste makes waste".

Be blessed