I seldom post much besides payer updates and occasional photos of interesting things within the ministry and our personal life living here in Africa. This is one of those exceptions and is just some random thoughts bouncing around my brain.
Occasionally someone mentions the sacrifice we have made to be on the mission field. Hah!
While in Turkana a couple weeks ago, after having already spoken in two churches in 43C heat, a friend and I decided to go for a swim in Lake Turkana. We needed to hire a couple local fishermen (for $1.50) to to paddle us out to a safe area. As we bobbed and cooled off in water flowing in from Ethiopia I commented that most people will never get the joy of doing what we were doing. It was just a simple joy to float with a friend. We only had an hour or so because we had to meet some Turkana pastors for an early dinner punda and damu, but even that is a joy to consider breaking ugali with pastors from an unreached people and enjoy a meal in their home.
As we were still enjoying the floating in Lake Turkana we both came to see that we feel sorry for those that have not experienced all we have been able to enjoy as we make this so called "sacrifice." Truthfully, we have great gain, not great sacrifice. I have to imagine it is similar, though only in the smallest of ways, to what the writer of Hebrews meant when he said of Jesus, "...for the joy that was set before Him endured the cross..."
Certainly the Father made the largest sacrifice by killing His only begotten Son. Surely Jesus sacrificed by making "...Himself of no reputation, taking the form of a bondservant, and coming in the likeness of men." to humble Himself and become "...obedient to the point of death, even the death of the cross." I think it was C.S. Lewis that compared the incarnation to being a greater humbling than a man becoming a bug. And there is no doubt that that the Holy Spirit, being fully God, made a sacrifice as He indwelt Jesus. Even with the great sacrifice, the Bible speaks more of joy within the Godhead than suffering.
I think when when we consider the joy before us, the suffering and sacrifice seems to pass away. When I read 2 Timothy 4, I just want to weep, and confess that it has brought me to tears on multiple occasions. It is an incredible record of Paul's suffering in interpersonal relationships (read 2 Cor 11 for physical suffering). Even amidst the heaviness of Paul's last earthly written words of suffering are gems of testimony that he still had joy that the gospel was going out. I somehow think he did not consider it a sacrifice in the sense we use the word today.
I'm not sure where our personal and ministry lives begin and end and have absolutely no desire to investigate that issue. All I can say is we have absolute joy across our spectrum as Haley and Jackson go to a better school than they ever could in the States, we have deep relationships with people we could not meet in the States and we have the blessing of seeing God do amazing things daily. Until being caught up with Jesus, there will be no greater joy than seeing and taking part in Acts 29 being played out all around us. We have had the incredible blessing of watching firsthand and up close as God has planted two churches, seen hookers repent and "pastors" get saved. We would not trade that for the world!
As part of the Christmas holiday God gave us a gift of a couple days of camping near Lake Naivasha with our friends the Bascoms. It is another example of what we enjoy living in Kenya that we could never have in the States. We enjoyed sweet fellowship with Christians we love and respect and could talk about everything from dispositionalism to planning our daughter's joint high school graduation party.
Naivasha is about 90-minutes from our house and just inside the Great Rift Valley. It is mostly a community living off the lake by either fishing or using the water to irrigate huge hothouses of flowers to export to Europe. Though Kenyans do not understand it, all the Americans here love that we can buy roses for our spouses for about $3 per-dozen.
Part of our safari (journey) was to take small boats out to Crescent Island and walk among the animals. On the way we saw many islands of hippos and a pair of fish eagles near the landing on the island. Haley and Clair walked among the giraffes and Jackson, Sebby and Alex enjoyed seeing a half eaten gazelle carcase.
What sacrifice?
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