Scratch Cooking Week (Part 3)

Last week Thursday was Liam's day to help me in the kitchen.  We had invited one of our teachers and his family over for dinner, and Liam wanted to make beef stew and dumplings.  I've never made a dumpling in my life, and wasn't sure how it would go.  But, we made them, and the meal, along with roasted potatoes was actually quite delicious.  Along with the meal, Bronia made her famous chocolate/mocha cake.  Delicious!

                                      Liam cutting up the vegetables...

                                          ...rolling the dumplings...

                                  ...and enjoying the fruit of his labours:)

                                              Bronia's delicious cake!

Then on Friday, our class had a potluck, to celebrate the end of scratch week cooking.  Ethan is helping me pull pork apart, for BBQ pork sandwiches.

     I just love potlucks with missionaries.  The variety is always amazing:)

Scratch Week Cooking (Part 2)

Day 2 started off like the rest, with oatmeal.

For lunch we had baked potatoes with the leftover lentils dal, and some sauteed mushrooms and onions.

For dinner is was Eli's turn to help.  He chose sweet and sour pork over rice, and it too was delicious.

Wednesday saw Bronia making potato pancakes, with sauteed sausages and onions and tabbouli salad.

And for dinner, we had  Bill's homemade pizza, which is quickly becoming famous.

So far the week has been delicious!

Scratch Cooking Week

So LAST week, we had some classes designed to teach us how to cook meals from scratch.  When you're in a remote tribe, you usually don't have the luxury of fresh ingredients, prepared items or electricity for different appliances.  So, all this week, we've been cooking from scratch, with the kids helping.

Our days start like any other, with oatmeal.  We've done this for years, and this week is no different.

Monday for lunch was one of my favorites, Lentils dal over rice.

For dinner, Simon chose beef/potato pie, and he helped make it.

Then, yesterday, Eli helped me make banana bread from scratch, which I've done many times.  However, I've never done it without the aid of an electric mixer.  But we both managed to get it all mixed...

...And out came two lovely loaves.

Life & Death & LIFE

December 2012 will be a month to remember.  

We finished up our first semester in training, and the class before us graduated.  Twelve people, ready, willing and able to take the Gospel to where it has not been named.  "For we are the aroma of Christ to God among those who are being saved and among those who are perishing, to one a fragrance from death to death, to the other a fragrance from life to LIFE.  Who is sufficient for these things?  (2 Cor. 2:15,16)  We count it a privilege to know them, and pray for them.  Even though you may not know them, we invite you to pray for them also.

                                   Graduating class of December 2012

After our last day of classes, before we went to Florida, we headed to my parents' place for a few days to celebrate Christmas with them.  I'm not really sure how to write this next part, other than to say that while there, I suffered a miscarriage.  God was so gracious in it, and prepared my heart for the loss.  I don't know how to describe how He did that, but I will say that Bill and I are truly OK and at peace with yet another DEATH in our family. We would appreciate your continued prayers as I heal physically, and our family heals emotionally.  Our children were very excited about a new sibling, and some are struggling right now.  Pray that Bill and I will teach our children to suffer well.

On our way to Florida, we stopped in New Jersey to visit friends that we knew in Florida.  He is a rescue swimmer with the US Coast Guard, and is now stationed in New Jersey.  I had the privilege to be at the birth of their first child 2 1/2 years ago, and she is expecting again.

                     Our dear friends Cory & April with their daughter Kinley.

I had the privilege to be at the birth of their first child 2 1/2 years ago, and she is expecting again.

                                                        Sweet Kinley!

I was reminded while being with them, that God alone gives LIFE, both physical and spiritual.  He alone is sovereign over our bodies and lives.  Although our bodies are decaying and dying as we live, for those who have trusted in Christ as their Saviour, trusted that His DEATH satisfied the payment a Holy God requires for our sin, there is LIFE to look forward to.  Not just eternal, but here. Now. Abundant LIFE.  Jesus said, "The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy.  I came that they may have LIFE, and have it abundantly."  (Jn. 10:10)


* Scripture taken from the English Standard Version (2001)

I Choose Peace...

We're expecting a baby.

VERY exciting words for most couples.  And initially, the thought of being pregnant is incredibly exciting.  But then the thoughts of fear come...

For those who know our story, you would know that SaraGrace was delivered in November 2006, the week of Thanksgiving in the USA.  Elliana Hope was born, and died on August 20, 2010, the birthdate of my dad, who died when he was 34.  And then last year, I miscarried in September.  A lot of loss, which can lead to a lot of fear.

When I was pretty sure I was expecting yet again, I spent about an hour wrestling with the whole range of emotions.  And at the end of that wrestling, I heard GOD...

...as clear as I hear Bill whisper "I love you".  And what did God whisper?  "Choose peace."   That is what I'm doing.  Even though I know that hormones will fluctuate, I will not feel good at times, I might let the fear of losing another life consume me, I can look back at that one moment where He whispered to me in His still small voice, "Choose peace."  And because of that we can say with so much excitement...

WE'RE EXPECTING A BABY!!

It Feels Like Freedom

I have been a homeschooling mom of five, for 10 years. It is not a career path I would have chosen for myself when I graduated from high school, but have enjoyed it nonetheless. Bill and I knew that, in order for us to get missions training, we would have to let the homeschooling go for a period of time. It was not an easy decision to make, and during that process, it almost felt like it might be too big of a sacrifice. One I was not sure I was willing to make.

How did we know we were "supposed" to be missionaries? God didn't speak to us audibly, but from the age of 5, I can remember, I have "wanted" to be one. That desire has not waned in over 30 years, and so I think it's safe to say He has given me that desire. He also put it in the heart of my husband to be a missionary, and Bill has been leading our family in that direction.

So if God is the one who gave us this desire, He should know ALL aspects of what this would entail, right? Well guess what? HE DOES! He knows our hearts, desires, passions, likes, dislikes, proclivities (I love that word); and guides us with all of that in mind. So what does homeschooling have to do with missions exactly?

Well, first, our children are our (Bill & I) first mission field. All of our children have made a profession of faith, so therefore we have been discipling for a while now. Discipling by homeschooling. It's a lot harder than it sounds, but a job I was more than willing to do. But how willing was I to give that up, for the sake of obeying Christ? Because in order for us to complete training with NTM (New Tribes Mission), I (Debby) would also have to attend classes full time, and our kids would have to be in school.

So here we are. In training. With our kids in school. I'm also going to school. And we're doing well. REALLY well in fact. God has taken such good care of us and our kids. Our oldest, is homeschooling herself, and the 4 boys attend the Academy, located here at the training centre. The teachers care about our FAMILY, and how we all are doing. They have been INCREDIBLY willing to work extra with the boys who needed a little extra help. They have been so encouraging, even when some of my failures, as my kids' teacher, was exposed.

So in reality, our boys being in school is really a simple act of obedience. In wanting to obey what we feel is God's call on our life, to be missionaries overseas, we are surrendering our children to Him. He will take care, AND educate them better than I ever could. He is using the teachers here right now to do that, and Lord-willing He will use me again as their teacher. And right now, it doesn't feel like a sacrifice at all. It feels like freedom.

Obedience is not always easy, but it is always rewarding. God is not ignorant of what is involved in obedience. He knows everything that surrounds an act of obedience, and is SO willing to lead, guide, and provide in that.

What simple act of obedience is God calling you to today?

We had a "killer" time...

 

 So, this past week, Bill and I had the opportunity to help out some fellow students kill and prepare some chickens.  It brought back a lot of memories for me.  Growing up in farming country, we spent some summers growing chickens not only for our family, but also to make a little money.  Funny how you never forget some skills:)

            Is it ironic that Bill is wearing his Chick-fil-A hat while holding a dead chicken?

Bronia (along with friend Cassie) getting in on the action, and fine-plucking the chickens.

                       
                To me, it looks like I'm having a little too much fun with this dead chicken...