Wednesday, 2 July 2014

Attacking the Garden

Pikinini bilong mi, hatwok.
 Our first week in PNG we set out to reign in our garden, so we can get some much needed food grown.  Our first attempt took 2 hours and we got a 1.5 metre square patch of garden dug up.  It was a massive job, our garden is big and we worked hard in the hot sun.

At the end of the day we decided to seek the help of a local lady to work with us to get the garden manageable and growing.  

Our boys like to call her a 'machine', she is amazing as cleaning up the garden.  She nailed the entire pineapple patch in a morning.  The next morning she worked she tackled the banana patch.  

The boys and I felt a little sheepish about our efforts, until we spoke with an ex-pat who said the local weed by scraping off the surface, rather than pulling weeds out by the roots.  This made us feel slightly better for our initial efforts.

Sena, gaden mari, bilong mi,
"Sena the Machine"
We are eating our first harvested banana's. In fact we had them hanging in our laundry to ripen in a large bag when they got ripe, very suddenly.  We had been checking them every few days, we left it 4 days and they went from green except one, to all bright yellow.  So it's banana muffins, banana bread, banana smoothies, dehydrated banana chips for the cereal and mashed banana on toast, and bananas as gifts. No doubt we shall be tired of bananas by the end of the week.

I planted some seedlings upon our arrival and some of them have come up and are growing nicely, nearly ready to transplant.  I am guessing some seeds may have been consumed by bugs in the ground before they had a chance to sprout.  So I shall plant some more today. I am looking forward to telegraph cucumbers and moneymaker tomatoes. I'm hopeful the courgettes will prosper, the humidity can rot the flowers before they are pollinated.




Tuesday, 6 May 2014

PNG Here We Come

It's happened, or happening.  A few weeks ago our visas finally came through!

In case you missed the story, here it it...

Some of you may be aware that we will shortly be moving to the Highlands region of Papua New Guinea in a voluntary position for the Christian Leaders’ Training College.  We hope to share a little more about this before we leave in early June.  In the meantime, below is some background.

The Weekend

Early in December 2012, we had a weekend of ‘ducks lining up’.  A “random” conversation with a previously unknown acquaintance led to a job description finding its way into our hands which led to a lot more conversations.  By the end of the weekend, we wondered if we were being called to a Bible college in Papua New Guinea, called the Christian Leaders’ Training College (CLTC).  

The Week in PNG

In January 2013 we visited PNG for just over a week.  It was a week of intensity and challenge. Marcus was asked to apply for the position of Chief Financial Officer, to work alongside the college’s leadership team and guide the college’s finance team.  We got home back to our boys, and wrestled intensely with whether we were willing to move them into the environment we had spent time in.  Ultimately we couldn’t see any room for manoeuvre.  God was clearly calling us to PNG regardless of the costs to our comfortable lives.

PNG is a place of contrasts.  It is beautiful yet the filthiest place we have ever visited. The people are friendly, yet in the Highlands (where CLTC is situated), they are reknown for being quick to erupt, displaying volatile and aggressive tendencies.  Natural resources, including oil, gas and gold deposits, are being mined, yet the poverty is everywhere.  In many ways the people are relatively untouched, yet they have been ravaged by what has been introduced since their discovery by the ‘developed’ world.

CLTC is something of an oasis in the middle of this storm and a light in the dark.  For nearly fifty years, it has been a place where people have come to be developed into the next generation of Christian leaders.  The college’s educational activities are 70% self-funded by various business activities which at various times have included poultry activities (laying hens, meat chickens and day old chickens), rice, cattle and a transport business.

The Wait

Having accepted the college’s offer in mid-February 2013, we began the epic wait for visas.  In February 2014, Marcus received his visa, then in April 2014, Ingrid, Sebastian and Solomon received their visas.  It doesn’t seem so bad writing that now, but it was a very difficult 14 months!


The Why?

Why do we want to up-sticks and move to a developing country to work for 2+ years for no wage?  Given the loud call we received, “why not?” is probably a more relevant question.  When God calls you, you go.

During our visit to PNG we were confronted with or advised of various situations of the kind we’re not usually exposed to in semi-rural New Zealand.  We really wrestled over whether we should take our children into such a volatile country but the Holy Spirit was undeniably speaking to us through Bible readings, sermons and songs. Ultimately, we realised that God is sovereign and we needed to trust the care of the boys to Him.  We can’t imagine what life would look like if we had said no to God, out of fear.

We are certainly excited about the opportunity to be part of this ministry though, which has such a powerful impact on PNG and the wider region of Melanesia (students come not only from PNG but the Solomon Islands and Vanuata too, also other parts of the Pacific including Tonga and Samoa).  We have always wondered if our occupations were transferable to the overseas mission field. This appointment proves that God can use anyone in any occupation, even an accountant.  

The How?

If you are interested in supporting us, we would love you to journey with us and the boys over the next couple of years.  We have never felt so reliant on God as during our visit to CLTC last year.  The environment there meant that we barely took a step without praying over the situation first and while that’s the way it should be, it was a great comfort to know that friends and family were praying for us too.  We would be really grateful to know that people were praying for us over these next two years also.  

Speaking of comfort...while we have faced many challenges over the past 17 months, one of the challenge that makes us both most uncomfortable is having to raise financial support.  No one likes talking money, even an accountant and his wife, especially when you are asking people for theirs!  While God has blessed us financially and we have endeavoured to be good stewards of the resources he has given us, we are nowhere near able to fund our living costs in PNG.  A wise sage told us that when people invest financially into a place and people, they actually join in the mission and they become part of the ministry...perhaps that makes the thought of supporting us financially more appealing...maybe not?!

Finally, another way you could support us is to visit us.  PNG is not so far away - a couple of 3+ hour flights from Auckland to Port Moresby via Brisbane, then a connecting flight to the Highlands.  We will be the only “expatriate” young family on campus so while there will be other young families and other expatriates, we will be relatively isolated compared to the abundance of friends and family we have at Hope.   We see a whole heap of ways that people at Hope can bless the business and educational activities at CLTC through short-term visits, although we’re aware that there are “dependency” issues if this is not carefully managed. We will have a better idea of how to avoid this after we’ve spent some time there.

Sunday, 6 April 2014

The Unexpected

During our wait for visas, I think I have been really very patient. I don't want a medal, because I don't deserve it after last week. It was the first week where I have let my frustration at the visa delays become anger. A close friend told me "His timing is perfect", I said, "yeah, yeah.", I wasn't in the mood for the reality of truth. I was peeved and getting peeved-er.

After the reality of this past weekend I am so grateful we hadn't had our visas approved. I can't imagine how different it would have been having emergency appendicectomy in a developing country.


Now it's time for mending and a good dose of humble pie, as I squirm up to God and give back the driver seat to Him who actually does know what he's doing.

Tuesday, 1 April 2014

CLTC in PNG

Here is a link to a less than 5 minute clip about CLTC (Christian Leaders Training College) in PNG.
This beautiful place is were we hope to travel to soon to be apart of this vibrant community and country.

https://vimeo.com/89066172

Enjoy.

Life Sized ME




Another home school Mum, whom I highly respect, gave me the idea of this life sized ME activity. My boys loved it.

Here is what we did:  First the boys lay down on a huge bit of paper and we drew around them.  Then we dithered around for about a month, with these huge bits of paper in our desk, getting in the way, I wouldn't recommend that bit.  

I finally got myself organised to fit this activity into a home school day, and this is what we did.  In different parts of our bodies I asked then the boys answered the following prompts;


Head:
3 things I want to learn this year are...

Heart: 
I love ...

Tummy: 
My favourite foods are ...

Arms:
1. My favourite things to do are...
2. I feel nervous when ...
    I feel relaxed when ...

Hands:
1. My favourite  (for each finger/thumb) colour, movie, Bible character, lollie/sweets, song
2. People I like spending time with are (a dash leading into each finger)

Legs:
My top 5 dreams for 2014  (physical, spiritual etc)

I then suggested they lay down on top of their outlines (carefully) and think about all the things they had written under them.  I then asked them if there was anything else that was important about who they were, they should write it on their feet.

Later in the day after reading a portion from a book called Boundaries with Kids, I decided to add a responsibility element to these life sized Me's.

We stood looking at our outlines, which I had hung on the wall, up high so they looked bigger than life.  I spoke with them about how God had given them these bodies, like machines (it's a boys world in our house), they need a driver, someone in control.  I asked them who was in control of their machine?  We talked about who makes their machine lift things or move things? Who makes their machine move their arm?  I asked if I could make their arm move, and we concluded, no, unless I forced them, I could direct them to move their arm, but they would have to comply and do the moving.  

This lesson has been a spring board to talking about self-control.  Controlling our machines is self control..

Wednesday, 19 March 2014

We've dropped the ball

Chaos. Answering back, rolling eyes, aggressive play, words without love, stroppy attitude, selfish heart, blaming ... I could go on.

You know those times when you realise that all of a sudden the chaos that has ensured is actually a build up from the last weeks or months.

When we get busy, distracted, or disorientated from our parental mission things can go awry.  Normally we tend to wonder how it has happened, then we realise over time, our slight divergence, our centimetres off course becomes a metre, from where we can still see our intended track. After a short time that metre becomes 50 metres off the track we were on, then 100 metres and if we continue we will miss the mark we were aiming for, our destination will be vastly different, we may even find ourselves lost.

This very morning we realised we have missed the mark.  It had been brewing for the last 5 days, we can see that now, thanks to hindsight.  Out focus took a slight divergence, and we kept moving forward, off track.

It's hard to stay your course when life gets busy.  We know this all too well.  We've been blessed with family staying, and it has been great, they were not the divergence, we allowed others things to crowd in.  Now we are having to refocus.

At times like this, refocusing can feel very overwhelming.  Yet all it takes is a refocus, parents in control, not children out of control. The time is now for pulling back the freedoms our children have taken and we have inadvertently given.

May honour return to our home. Honour of God, each other, visitors, and ourselves.






Wednesday, 12 February 2014

2014 Mash-up

So this year, due to age differences, we cannot go with the Sonlight Curriculum, so we have opted for a bit of lots of things.  For non-home schoolers this next paragraph will be utterly dull.

Our base curriculum this year is Ambleside.  We are making the most of their Bible, history (with a tiny bit of Sonlight), literature, and readers, as well as all the other online resources we can glean. Maths, we have stuck with Horizons, this program worked so well last year. Geography, we have opted for Ann Voskamps Geography, The whole earth and the Holy Land.  So far, it's not the kind of geography we are use to, it seems more like science.  But this may change. Speaking of science, we have gone with Jenie Fulbrights Animals of  the 6th Day.  We started this last year, but decided a broader science through Sonlight may be better for the first year.  Language Arts, I am making up, using some NZ Curriculum books, Handwriting Without Tears and then my own exercise sheets.  Memory verse, we are following Ann Voskamps Jesus Project, learning 2-3 hand picked verses through each chapter of John. Art I decided to base loosely on Ambleside and some Art books we have at hand.

I love that Sonlight has given me the confidence to be able to pick and choose to form the mash-up curriculum we are doing this year. It has been so fun to be able to pull together so many flavours.  And this has given us the opportunity to add to our day if we so desire, or to focus on areas of interest.

We may be heading back to Sonlight next year, for the American History year, but we shall see how this year progresses first.



Monday, 3 February 2014

Nature Study

When a ordinary fishing trip becomes a organic study of nature.

An overcast day in the beautiful place called Grossi Point, Mapua, what better time to go for a fish?  The boys had spent the morning with my Mum, finishing their homeschool and playing, while I gave some counselling training to a handful of enthusiastic and passionate youth workers.  Upon my return, we decided a spot of fishing was in order, at this location it is really only casting out practise, but we call it fishing anyway. Snag after snag, then birds nests, of the fishing kind rather than the feathered kind, kind of puts kids off the fishing part, so they find their own fun. Climbing trees, exploring the mudflats, hunting crabs. The opportunity to forage and explore is too much to resist.


Seb enjoyed practising casting out and exploring. Solomon collected tiny crabs to keep as pets while holding a fishing rod for all of 30 seconds.  Nana undid the birds nests. I walked the shore trying to get snags unstuck.  A couple of hours later it was off to the ice-cream shop.  A prefect afternoon.

Thursday, 23 January 2014

Brownie Making

Charles Upham Avenue Flat Chocolate Brownie


Today we made Brownie, I thought the boys may like to learn the best brownie recipe in the world, best, meaning yummiest, yet most decadent/unhealthy.

I always get asked for the recipe when I take it out to things, so I thought I'd share.

Reciepe calls for 200gms of butter, but I find this a bit much.  So this is slightly refined from the orginal recipe (forgive me Mel, Rose and Emma for tampering with the tradition)

175gms Butter
1/2 Cup Cocoa

Melt in a saucepan. Take off, allow to cool for a few minutes.

Add:
1 cup of flour
2 cups of brown sugar
1 teaspoon of vanilla essence
2 eggs
a decent handful of white chocolate buttons

Mix.

Pour out into a baking paper lined, square, retangle or round tin, totally up to you. I normally go a square, as it means the brownie is thicker and stickier.  I like it tacky as I put it in the fridge to harden, and keep it refrigerated, so it's thick and rich.

Variations: You can also add different types of nuts or dried fruits like cranberries or dates.

Bake for 18-20 minutes depending on your oven.  I have a bit of a rubbish oven, so I don't preheat mine, I just bang it in for 20 minutes, then tip it slightly sideways to see if the mixture isn't causing waves on the top, if not it's done in my book. I then leave it to cool and put it in the fridge. It goes hard then out it comes and I cut it just before I serve it, or cut it and put it in a airtight container, to eat as NEEDED.

Sadly you may need to try this a few times and alter things slightly to get it just how you like it.  Ensure you share or your waistline will not thank you.

ENJOY.






Swimming Lessons


We got a voucher for a week of swimming lessons.  Swimming every day proves a energy sapping experience for two boys who put all their energy into all they do. Afternoons were quiet time and early nights were a necessity.



To celebrate the hard work the boys put in to work on their breathing, strokes, strength of their kick, and just the challenge of pushing through when tired, we celebrated with hot chips with two lots of sauce, and for me, a coffee.




Rainy Mid-Summer

Early January was rainy and windy, but it didn't stop these two cricketers.

They were in the middle of an exciting game, unlimited overs, when it started absolutely pouring with rain.  The game continued...until Mum wanted to take a picture...


The Source of the Riwaka

Boxing Day 2013

Nana's Birthday.  The call of nature was strong today, after a busy Christmas Day with family. So Nana and Grandad suggested a drive to the cource. After a short stop in Motueka to buy the cheapest shoes we could find for Sol, we drove around the bottom of the infamous Takaka Hill, up a beautiful valley, finding ourselves among a small crowd of seekers of the source.  After a picnic lunch and a leasurely10 minute walk, there it was, a rock with a small cave that had tonnes of water gently flowing from it.  

Midsummer, yet ice cold water.


These two brave souls were bribed an ice-cream to go in and under.  It took a good 15 minutes to pluck up the courage, as it was cold as ice. Bear Grylls would have been proud.

They did earn their real fruit ice cream, yet were still shivering as they ate it.  

Beautiful place.

Sunday, 15 December 2013

The birth pains of the family picture

Wow, that was painful...

I can't even tell you how many attempts we made. We went pass the comical to the ludacrest. So here are the best of the lot;

Wednesday, 11 December 2013

What do we do?

Since February 2013 we have been waiting for the PNG government to approve a position for an ex-pat to work in a new role as CFO/Mentor at Christian Leaders Training College.

It is now December 2013, and still no news, in fact, no contact from the government at all.  There has been a steady stream of correspondence from CLTC, but it has been a one way conversation.

We waited.

And waited.

And still we wait.

We weren't looking for a call to missions work, we were actually quite happy doing what we were doing.  One weekend changed all that. God called, we were open to what He was suggesting.

We visited, we freaked out a bit, it is a land of contrast, and extremes.  Yet we knew God had called us. So we said yes, we will go.

We waited.

And waited.

And still we wait.

Now we have been offered an opportunity to go out with another organisation until the CLTC position has been approved.  With this offer, comes an orientation, and a chance to work in Mt Hagan until we get the big tick for the other job, as well as a chance to build relationships with other ex-pats in the region. There are many positives.

We weren't called through this role.  We don't want to fall into the trap of 'sorting it out' ourselves. God's timing is perfect.   We are praying and listening as we are keen to make sure we're not trying to work out God's plan for him in a Abraham and Hagar kind of way.

We've prayed

And prayed

And still we pray.


Friday, 22 November 2013

Fishing Trip

Today was a special Sol and Mum day. I could think of nothing better than going fishing with my youngest.  He loves fishing, and so do I.  So off we traipsed to Mapua Wharf, to meet friends, drink coffee, eat ice-cream and reel in some big ones together.

While fishing, we meet a lovely older couple who were visiting from Amberley, who 'helped' Sol and our friends, catch a fish.  'Helped' can be translated: when they caught a fish, they called over each child in turn to reel it in.  All were able to have their photo taken with a fish, all around the same size as this one...



They decided to cut the head off and use it for bait, as well as explore the intricacies of the fishes insides.

Before Sol and I went fishing, we said goodbye to Dadda, who was off for a 2 night tramp/hike with friends, and goodbye to Seb, who had a Survivor Day event organised by our local Christian home educators group. It was Seb's dream day; making shelter, rafts, fire, whittling, chasing Weka, swimming, and hanging out with his buddies, Ez and Sam.

He came home tired and happy, and so to finish the day we made fire at home and cooked some damper. While they ate it, I read them a chapter from our current read-aloud, a Gladys Aylward Biography.
Seb keeping an eye on Sol's cooking of his damper.

Damper Recipe:
1 cup self-raising flour
25 gms butter
pinch of salt
pinch of cinnamon
1/4 cup milk

Rub butter into the flour. Add salt and cinnamon. 
Slowly add milk to make into a dough consistency.
Use less or more milk as required.

Wrap around a clean stick and cook over a fire, time varies with heat of fire.  
Damper pulls off the stick cleanly when cooked all the way through.
Enjoy.

Wednesday, 20 November 2013

Bug Week

Surprise discoveries are so exciting.  This week we were blessed with welcoming the first of this summers cicadas, which initially is exciting, later on in the summer they are deafening.


Our next discovery was a little more unexpected. I have not seen a Weta this size before, and I certainly didn't expect to see one as I was pulling my sage bush out. Seeing this attractive creature reminded me of the Bear Grylls clip when he was filming a show in New Zealand. He got bitten and it drew blood! This made me very cautious when handling it. Bear Grylls then ate it, this is a funny clip, worth a look. View clip here. We did not eat it.




Monday, 18 November 2013

Cross Country Fun

Our local Christian Home Educators Group Cross Country Event

Gathered around listening to the directions for the days running and biking events. There was so much excitement and anticipation.

SOLOMON #17
Here I am lining up ready for the race, I was feeling a little bit nervous.

 Here I am, coming in 7th place. I was very proud of myself.

RABBIT ISLAND
 Moturoa, sometimes I am amazed we get to live, run, bike and swim here.

SEBASTIAN #34
Ez and I, extremely tired after the run. Ez placed 1st, I placed 2nd.

Just crossed the finish line, quite tired.

Kori the Penguin Came for a Visit

What a delight to get a surprise visit from Kori the Penguin and Aunty Shirlene.   Such an occasion requires Solomon to dress up - in his swimming goggles.




Wednesday, 11 September 2013

6 Months Down, How Many To Go?

It has been over 6 months since we applied for the volunatry position of CFO/Mentor with CLTC, in PNG - so many acronym's!

We indicated our willingness to fill the position the College was looking to fill - a mentor for the staff in the Finance office who look after the finances for both the college and the business activities that subsidise the college. The College put in an application with a relevant government department in PNG, to have a foreigner fill the position. The government department has declined to answer this application at this point. This is apparently not unusual for PNG, although the length of time taken has surprised and frustrated even those who have more experience of PNG than us.

So it's been a strange autumn-winter so far for us. After putting our hands up to go out, we began getting ready (tidying the house, putting a few things on Trade Me, etc) but that soon ran out of steam. It's difficult to throw yourselves into such activities when you're not sure if you're definitely going and it only lengthens the ups and downs of the rollercoaster so isn't particularly helpful. Meanwhile, Ingrid still needs to home-school the boys, Marcus had a job to go to, we have friends we love catching up with, the boys are into the football season, etc. Essentially, we have tried to get on with everyday life, but it's not quite as easy as that when you're not sure if you're going to be in the country in 3 months time.

We are valuing all prayers for a peace over this time as it's a little unsettling. Specifically, that God would reveal the meaning of this part of the process - Marcus especially. When we have told the boys the about the plans, we faced an understandably mixed response!

We recently stumbled across a wee 9 minute video on the College website that was made to promote the College's new Masters programme. It gives quite a good insight into the College, its reason for existence, etc. The agricultural activities that we would be involved with get a few seconds mention, which is the way it should be, but it is these activities that mostly fund all the other great work that the College does training wise. http://vimeo.com/67611421

God Bless

Marcus & Ingrid

Wednesday, 4 September 2013

Sebastian

Ears do not hear when eyes are in a good book.


Concentrating on handwriting
Galations 6:4.  Do your own work well and then you will have something to be proud of.

Built with his buddy Ezra, a ladder and lookout on a shade-sail pole in our back yard.
Boys love to build.