Tuesday, April 22, 2008

Stirring the Stagnant Waters of Comfort


Mike didn’t smell bad when he came for supper at our house a few months back. But our family knew about the time when he and his traveling partner looked bad, smelled worse and were badly treated.

Badly treated by church people at times, who didn’t see (or smell!) past the wretched clothes, worn faces and dreadlocks. They only thought Mike and Sam were homeless men.

In the spirit of John Howard Griffin’s Black Like Me, these two college-age men pretended to be of society's underclass. (As for myself, I turned over my clothes for delousing and then slept on a cot in a Chicago shelter once. Can’t quite imagine months of that life. But God was there.)

Living on America’s streets as homeless men, Mike and Sam panhandled by playing their guitars and singing. In Denver, Washington, D.C., Portland, and San Diego they survived the harsh realities of homelessness.


Their adventure of faith is chronicled in Under The Overpass. (The book website is here .) Not only a great read, it provokes readers to ask how much they really risk in their faith. And does their faith find ways to share God’s love through meeting critical human needs?





Mike has a new traveling partner now, his wife Danae. Together, they are researching the worldwide water crisis.

More than a billion people do not have access to clean water and more than two billion do not have “improved sanitation”, such as sanitary latrines.

While in Ecuador the Yankoskis researched clean water projects that Bruce and our Community Development team showed them. Mike and Danae continued their research on clean water three weeks in remote communities in Uganda. Their travelblog is here .

Here’s their web address for you to sign in if you’d like to be notified when their book on the water crisis is released.

If this new endeavor resembles Mike’s account of meeting talented, genuine, sincere and often troubled people on the streets, you should be warned. You might get uncomfortable.

Thursday, April 17, 2008

When We Say "Our Father . . . "

Of the leading stories of the online version of the Deseret News, one covers the Delta-Northwest Airlines merger and two deal with sports.

Two stories treat the ongoing aspects of the recent removal by Texas authorities of 416 children from the YFZ polygamist ranch. (For articles click here and here.)


How does a small child view a 50-year-old bearded father? (I´m 50 myself but my wife isn´t 16.) And how does one´s view of an earthly father affect one´s view of our heavenly Father?

This is a universal issue that crosses all cultures and religions, as well as their derivative offshoots. How you see your earthly father paints the picture of how you see God. At Spotlight Listeners´Clubs- EFC we treat this topic next Wednesday, April 23. The program is called “A Father´s Love”. (Read more about Spotlight here or see my earlier entry about Spotlight Listeners' Clubs.)

Some time back, George heard a young man´s account of rejection by both his own father and his stepfather. How does a person risk another attempt to connect? How do you trust an invisible heavenly Father when this is your experience?

We need the Spirit´s help in making God real to our English-language learners!

Sunday, April 13, 2008

Battle Poem

Battle Poem (c)

Spears and arrows rain down

Swords and bodies falling to the ground

The noise of battle everywhere

The scent of death is in the air

The army charges, the king at the head

But who knew he would soon lie on his deathbed?

I charge with the king at the battle call

But I could feel he would soon fall

The sword slashed at him

And he collapsed

We started to run

And the battle was done…

Ben


Wednesday, April 9, 2008

It Happened One April Not Long Ago


While working with Jeff, he would chide me about my file drawer thick with papers and news clippings. The body of late union leader Jimmy Hoffa would be found there someday --that was his ongoing claim.

It hasn’t happened, but I dig into that stuff at times. My files aren’t as fat; audio archives are not so ample anymore. But I still can access some gems from those days of doing broadcast news in English.


So here is a bit of recent history of Ecuador. In April 2005, Kathy fielded an interview about events here while I was at the office covering the same story. If you’d like to listen please click here. (Thanks to Eric for doing the final audio mix.)

Text (scroll past the translation if you open this link) of this news event
here.

Monday, April 7, 2008

Teach Me to Say "Taoiseach"


A Word to Ponder
as I Wander
the BBC site

The vocabulary word of the day is taoiseach.

I click on a story about Irish Prime Minister Bertie Ahern’s resignation and read that he has been taoiseach since June 1997 and a member of the Parliament in the Republic of Ireland for more than three decades.

Just before Kathy leaves with her walking weights, I call her over to the screen and point to the lead paragraph. Together we puzzle over it.
She suggests the mystical religion, Taoism. I suggest the equivalent of the term majority whip, a phrase that only leaves my lips but once in a blue moon (but more often than taoiseach.).

It is trivia we will store away. She’ll maybe try it in Scrabble sometime, or more likely buffalo people with it in a game of Balderdash. Another news story has more practical implications for us in Ecuador. The US image has improved a bit in the world.
I print the article and later walk it down the hall to my boss, a Canadian. It allows him to smile broadly, but not so much about the less warty image of the US.

Rather, about the New York retired teacher’s comment that “me and my husband sometimes pretend we're Canadian when we travel.” (He might mention that a retired Canadian teacher would begin the sentence in the subjective My husband and I instead of the objective case, me and my husband.)


In my office building are nine Ecuadorians, four US citizens, three Canadians, (technically all Americans, but somehow the term now receives limited use) and two Germans.

Recently I passed on to our staff an advisory that warned all Americans in Ecuador to keep a low profile and to remain vigilant during strained diplomatic relations with a neighbor. Moments later Richard walks in, his US-flag necktie filling my office with color. “Just wanted you to know I’m keeping a low profile,” he says smiling.

“You maybe carried your flag to work, too?” I ask. We are like that, we Yankees. Or as Ken started his account about the mass demonstrations several years ago: The embassy told us not to go, so of course we went.
The Taoiseach has broadly similar powers to the UK prime minister. http://encyclopedia.farlex.com/Taoiseach It is apparently a title unique to the Republic of Ireland.

Oh gee. Too bad. I thought it was a word I could use when pretending to be a Canadian.

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