Learning to read

We have shared in the past about our guard Christian and how he and his son were voices in The Jesus Film for the Badw’ee language. So, I assumed he was already completely literate in his mother tongue.

Earlier this week, instead of Christian spending the day chatting with the neighbors or looking for something to do around our house, our guard was studying his Badw’ee primer.

How often do I take for granted that I can read and write in the language that I’ve spoken since I began talking? I know I had to learn the differences between è, é and e when learning French but that doesn’t even begin to show the complexities of all the symbols in tonal languages.

For example, Badw’ee uses the standard Cameroonian alphabet of 40 different characters but it also marks tone when distinguishing between two different words with the same spelling.

So, getting the New Testament in their mother tongue is not the end of the process, it takes practice and a desire to learn new symbols in their language to be able to read it.  There are different activities that Literacy workers do in order to generate excitement about learning to read and write in their mother tongue, here is an example of several languages in Cameroon making their own books in their own languages.

Badwee Book

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Post-it® Notes and God’s faithfulness

I’ll confess, sometimes I get frustrated. Sometimes it seems that nothing is going right, my plans aren’t working and everyone around me wants something from me. It’s getting close to that time of the year in Cameroon when the demands on my time increase exponentially and it’s also the time when I have to report on the financial status of our branch for the last fiscal year. Part of this report includes any changes in staffing in the finance department.

Well I read my report from last year and realized there have been several large changes since September 2013. The first big change was our finance manager Bob passing away from a heart attack in February 2014 and then our long serving comptroller of 30 years, retired in September.  So this left some big shoes that we needed to fill. As I reflected how we have attempted to fill these shoes I wanted to share how I have been able to see God’s faithfulness in difficult times.

Being the practical guy that I am, when the finance manager passed away I realized that we still needed funds to operate.  Since I supervise the finance manager it was now my job to ensure we had necessary funds to operate. We have many security protocols in place in our process to get money from the United States to our work here in Cameroon. And we also have many security protocols to make payments to vendors in Cameroon. Besides requiring 2 signers on checks we also have an electronic system that requires one person who enters requests into the banking system, a second verifies the information and then 2 people authorize it. We have special electronic security cards that generate a new password every time we log in, along with a pin number that goes with the card.  I thought that I had plenty of back-ups in place. I had multiple people that could enter the requests and 4 people who could authorize. But I found a small problem, I currently only had one verifier and he was no longer able to verify transactions since he had gone to be with Jesus.

Nothing happens quickly with bank bureaucracy, lots of forms, stamps and signatures before any changes to the systems can be made. But, we still had funds to wire and bills to pay.  I had contacted the bank and informed them of what happened and they said without his pin number there was nothing I would be able to do until I submitted all the changes to add a second verifier.

So, I was sitting at his old desk and I just said Lord what can I do. Then I saw it, on the base of his monitor a small yellow Post-it® with 4 numbers on it. I thought it can’t be that easy. I went to the banks website grabbed his security card from in his desk and tried those 4 numbers and it worked. I was able to verify the necessary transactions.

Give thanks to the LORD, for he is good! His faithful love endures forever. Psalm 118:1 NLT

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It starts with prayer

Great video on some amazing answers to prayer.

Click here to get involved in praying for languages that still don’t have God’s Word.

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One book at a time

I recently heard of a man in the Far North of Cameroon who was falsely accused and imprisoned for something that he did not do, and once he was released instead of holding a grudge or being angry with this person they were able to show them love and continue to have a relationship with them.

Why?

Why not get even?

Why not give them the silent treatment?

Why not ignore them?

Why go against the culture?

His response – Well, Jesus said we are supposed to love our enemies.

Let’s give thanks for the first book of the New Testament that showed up outside my office this week to be shipped up to the Far North Region of Cameroon for the Buwal language.

As we all read Luke 6:27-30, in a language we can understand, may we allow it to change our lives as this man has already done.

But to you who are willing to listen, I say, love your enemies! Do good to those who hate you. Bless those who curse you. Pray for those who hurt you. If someone slaps you on one cheek, offer the other cheek also. If someone demands your coat, offer your shirt also. Give to anyone who asks; and when things are taken away from you, don’t try to get them back.

Book of Luke

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Water puts out electrical fire

Several days ago the electric meter reader technician came around to read the meter; he was scared of our dog as usual, good dog. So, I (David) held him back so the meter man would feel comfortable coming in.

I stood by the gate and held the dog as he walked up to the door to look at the electric meter and I thought it was pretty hot out so I let the dog loose and he ran up to the technician and only lightly sniffed him, sometimes Buddy can be pretty aggressive when it comes to his sniffing introductions. I asked the man if he would like a cold glass of water. He quickly accepted, so I went in and grabbed one for him and I started talking with him about how far he has to walk as he goes house to house reading the meters and it sounded like several miles already that day. I sympathized with him and told him he had a hard job but he was doing it well.

So as he pulled out his well-worn Honeywell recording meter I asked him if he liked his new tool since a new company has taken over the electrical company in Cameroon. I recalled them walking around with a piece of paper writing down all the number from previous visits. He didn’t really seem overly impressed as he waited for it to boot up and then he had to power it off again. But once it was finally up he asked me in stern French, “Do you pay your bills?” my response was of course and I proceeded to show him the last 2 years worth of receipts.

burnning meter

I showed him that the previous meter readings matched up with all the bills, but the meter number didn’t match our bills. I told him several years ago before we moved in the meter was changed to a new one but the billing system was never updated. So preparing for a shakedown, I just calmly said, well what can we do to fix this? After playing with his electronic device and typing in the numbers from the meter and taking a picture of the meter. He didn’t start yelling, as has happened in the past, or telling me that I was going to have to pay him, he simply pulled out a fat black sharpie marker and wrote on the wall the original meter number and his initials. Problem solved. No more questions about not paying our bill.

He then asked me several questions about where our kids go to school, since he had already read the meter at the kid’s school and we left on very cordial terms, which I’m sad to say rarely happens when I interact with someone from the various utility companies. I guess the lesson I learned is it’s better to start with cold water before the fire has a chance to get burning.

A gentle answer deflects anger, but harsh words make tempers flare. Proverbs 15:1 NLT

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40 Day Fast

First of all, I want to thank you for reading our blog and partnering with us!

I (DeAnna) will be observing a 40 day fast from writing blog posts and logging into social media. I need to take this time of 40 days to prepare for our upcoming transition. I would appreciate your prayers.

David will continue blogging during the 40 day period.

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Shoe Repair

I know I’ve shared a lot about my gratitude of my childhood. One of the reasons I do is because I think my childhood was unique to those who grow up in rural, small town, farming America. I meet many people from around the world and it seems my childhood was different in many ways from others. One of those ways, was shoe repair. I remember going to the Amish or to a man in Warrensburg to drop-off or pick-up shoes, bags, etc… They would repair our shoes or straps. One time when my Mom and I were yard sell shopping, we saw a nice basket type bag with leather straps, only one of the straps was broken. It didn’t faze us, because we could take it to the shoe repair guy who would fix it.

Here there are cordonneries (shoe repair) along many roads. These men sometimes have their own booth or sometimes they roam for business. Saturday, David wanted to get his shoes repaired and left with his shoes in hand. Normally, we go to a guy who is on the next street over who has a place he sits on the road. Within minutes I heard David return and he was talking with someone. I looked out and saw a man with his wooden box of supplies come inside our gate and start working on David’s shoes. This was the first time we had a show repair person come to us. For the equivalent of $2, this man by hand sewed the sole of David’s shoes back onto the shoe.

cordonnerie

 

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Inconveniences

I’ve enjoyed the devotions written by Sue Eenigenburg. She has served many years serving in places around the world outside of her passport country and writes books for women who serve in places around the world outside their passport countries (cross-cultural workers). She’s spot-on with the struggles, blunders and joys that are the tapestry of the roller coaster cross-cultural life. In a recent chapter from her book More Screams, Different Desert, she puts into words things that add up to be difficult. So, I would like share some of it with my own tweeks.

It really isn’t one thing that usually makes me frustrated to the point of tears, it’s several things that add up. First there is the electricity or lack thereof. At first it was a novelty, the lights would go out, we would light candles, use headlamps to play games, etc… but when you’re lying in bed with sweat rolling down your body, dripping into the pool of sweat you are lying in and you hear some kind of bug buzzing your head and occasionally it bites you because you are playing the kick the sheet off, pull it back on dance – you just want to scream because you want to sleep and it’s next to impossible to sleep without the fan blowing on you when you are dripping in sweat.

Second is the water or lack thereof. Again, at first it was a novelty, dipping our buckets into our rain water collection barrel, heating that water in the stockpot on the stove to pour into our bathtub, filling about ½” on the bottom and it’s time to bathe. We’ve learned how to bathe in about 5 liters of water and use a cup to dip into the water to rinse with. Without water you can’t do dishes, wash clothes, filter water for drinking or flush the toilet. Conservation is key. We are so grateful for the chateau (our own little 900 liter water tower of collected water) and our rain collection barrel.

Third is the driving. I’m pretty used to the driving, however, it’s still nerve racking that white lines don’t really mean anything. The road is marked for two lanes, but in reality there are six or more. You can turn in any direction from any lane. The bigger vehicles have the right of way. Even when you have your blinker on and it’s clear you are turning lift, it’s not unusual to be passed on the left. Buses, cars, bikes, motorcycles, trucks, cows, goats, pedestrians and venders all vie for position on the roads.

Fourth is the Internet or lack thereof. On good days our internet speed 300kbps. Most days our internet works for a few hours, then freezes up or the modem overheats or the power shuts off or it just won’t work. I despise websites with lots of pictures or only have video and not a transcript of the story. It never fails that when you have something scheduled like on Skype or Internet chat, etc…. the Internet isn’t working.

Fifth is loneliness and it feels heavy. I miss family and friends. It takes time to meet people and become friends. I’m so thankful and feel so blessed by the friends I have here and will miss them dearly. One day when we were chatting, one of the ladies said we should all retire together to share our crazy stories because otherwise we’ll all get locked up in mental hospitals if we share our stories with others, they’ll think we are senile.

Sixth, finding stores and learning what’s available and what isn’t is a challenge. There are two stores here that sell what’s considered “American” items. Think the Dollar Store, but the starting price is $3. If you find a product you like at one of these stores, you need to buy a lot, because it probably won’t be available again. At the same time, it’s a cash society, so if you don’t have extra cash, you can’t purchase additional. We get giddy excited when we find yellow mustard, dill pickles, relish, grape jelly, jarred salsa or chips like Cheetos. However, you must be careful to read in the midst of your excitement or you may be disappointed when what you thought you purchased barbeque chips and ended up being ketchup flavored or chicken flavored.

Seventh, when we order a product from Amazon, we mentally prepare ourselves to not see that purchase for nine months. One time while looking at Facebook, one of my friends was ranting about how due to bad weather her product took three days instead of two that comes with her prime membership. She was sharing that she wanted compensation from Amazon. I don’t know what the product was, so I don’t know the urgency level, however, I couldn’t get on Facebook for a week because of it. It was reverse cultural shock without being in the USA. I think I would faint if I received a product in three days and that includes urgent things like peak flow meters, pulse oximeters, Claritin, prescription medicine.

Water, electricity, traffic, loneliness, shopping, Internet and eating….none of them “break you down” on their own, but when you need to cope with them all at one time it can feel overwhelming.

This blog isn’t intended to be a “oh poor us” or a “pity party”, it’s just a glimpse of some inconveniences we face. We feel privileged to be able to serve here even though that means living with the inconveniences. I realize many of you can’t relate to these types of inconveniences, however, I think there are inconveniences you go through that I can’t relate.

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Air Travel

When we arrived in Cameroon in 2010, I was taken off guard when the airplane erupted in applause when we landed.  I asked others about it and was told it’s how the passengers compliment the pilots and crew for a job well done.  I liked that.  I’ll miss that.

When we left Cameroon in 2012, I was taken off guard when the crew walked down the aisles of the airplane spraying an aerosol substance on all the passengers.  The announcement was saying it isn’t harmful, but I still placed my shirt over my face and told the boys to too.  What were we sprayed with?  They never said.  I know it wasn’t air freshener.  We landed first in Douala, Cameroon to pick up more passengers before flying to Europe.  Just before take off they sprayed the cabin down again – we got it double.  I still don’t know what it was and can’t find any information on the internet about it, but my guess would be something to kill bugs.

I think it would be fun to clap when we land in Dulles and then again when we land in Kansas City this summer and see how others around me react, who knows I may even spray the people sitting around me. ha ha!

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Discouragement

Discouragement stinks! I think my discouragement is born from my selfishness and my sinful thoughts that I deserve something. I’m a planner, I used to think that my ability to plan things and execute those things were gifts from God, now I think they are sin that has evolved with my human input and desire. In 2011, when it was decided we would return to the USA for three months in 2012 after David accepted a Director role, I started planning. I contacted several services that provide missionary vehicles. One of the services said they were booked solid through 2014. We asked to be put on their 2015 calendar and made a reservation at that time for four years in advance. In October2014, another missionary here was looking at vehicle options for her family and went to the same service only to find out the service went out of business. She told us and upon contacting them found out it was out of business. I was upset at them not notifying us and upset that the vehicle plans fell through. I was discouraged because it messed up my plans and feelings of security. My security should come only from the Lord, but I fall into the trap of feelings of security when necessary things are taken care of.
We thought last week that we would be able to secure housing for our return in 77 days. We felt that things we progressing and then, boom! The whole thing fell through. I was discouraged! The reasons I wanted to live in Pleasant Hill for at least the school year are: the last three years have been very hard emotionally, physically, spiritually and I wanted a place where I didn’t have to learn a new city and be back in a constant learning curve state of mind because my life has been a constant learning curve the last six years and I would like to be able to “let down.” Also the boys have been either homeschooled or attending a small mission school where the two grade level combined classes are less than 20 students per class, so I thought Pleasant Hill would be a happy medium between big city and small town – a great stepping stone back into American education. The price of housing/rent is reasonable/affordable. Family and friends are nearby. Again, I was discouraged because my ideas, desires and plans fell through – it messed up my plans and feelings of security.

I ask myself is it sinful or wrong to desire to have a place to live and a vehicle to drive? I go on my rants to the Lord saying, “God, I’ve given it up – we sold our home to serve you in Cameroon. We sold our belongings to serve you in Cameroon. We sold our vehicles to serve you in Cameroon. We left family, friends and all things comforting and familiar to serve You. Our child lost his finger while serving You. We became nomads for You.” That’s the problem – my attitude. I deep down think that I’ve given so much up and endured so much that I deserve to have a comfortable place to live and deserve to have a vehicle to drive and deserve to be able to choose the schools where the boys will attend.

I don’t have the answers and I can’t honestly say that I’m able to stop wanting, desiring, hoping for necessities like down time, a place to live, a school district we like and a vehicle to drive.

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