What are you seeing? What are you hearing? …

I took a lot of pictures on my recent trip to Kenya and I posted several of them on my Facebook page. After a few days of posting pictures one of my daughters commented “We need more pics of the kids”. The main purpose of the trip to Kenya was to see and spend time with my son, daughter in law and 5 of my grandkids where they are serving as missionaries. Up until that time in the trip I had posted more pictures of the scenery than anything else. I was spending hours each day with my grandkids and I wanted everyone back home to see how beautiful it was in Kenya. My daughter however, was desperate to see pictures of her nephews and niece.

I have thought a lot about my daughter’s comment since arriving back home. As I have been doing some planning for preaching in this next year I have been asking if I am going to be communicating what matters most to the people who will be listening? My daughter wasn’t opposed to pictures of the beauty of Kenya, but what mattered most to her was pictures of her nieces, her nephews, her brother and her sister in law.

I have spent a lot of time today asking if I am seeing and hearing what matters most to the people around me.
You can help me plan for this next year. What do you most need answers to this next year? What do you most desire to know? What about the people you work with? How about your friends? What about your family, what do they need to hear?

I am not looking to compromise the message of the gospel of Jesus Christ. I am looking to present the truth of his love and forgiveness and the power of the gospel in ways that matter and in ways that will be heard.

Will you help me? Just leave a comment for me on this blog. If you don’t want others to see the comment or question you leave for me just say so in your comments and I won’t allow it to seen by everyone.
Here’s hoping you are listening. Listening to the presence of God and to the needs of those around you.

Dennis

Lessons Learned on My Trip …

My wife and I recently returned from an incredible trip to Kenya. We went to spend time with our son, daughter in law and 5 of our grandkids. We were in Kenya 22 years ago and fell in love with the people and the country, so this trip had great meaning for us on many levels. I have been reflecting on our trip the past few days since we have returned home. Here are some lessons learned on this trip …

… I viewed everything I saw on this trip much differently than the trip 22 years ago. My first trip to Kenya was for a specific purpose of speaking in a few churches and to an annual retreat for a group of missionaries. I knew a handful of the missionaries before I arrived, but I had not known them for long. This trip I was visiting my own flesh and blood. I viewed everything, and everyone, I saw through the lens of how what I was seeing impacted the lives of my family. That changed how I looked at everything.

… I was deeply impacted by the experience of being in places that were out of my comfort zones. I was the foreigner. I sometimes looked different and I certainly sounded differently than those for whom this was their home territory. I really spent a lot of time during our trip thinking about being in unfamiliar places. When I encounter people in my church who are new to our church they are in unfamiliar territory. I am praying that I am more sensitive to the fears and concerns of people who are in places that are out of their comfort zones, in and out of the church.

… I flew on 6 different planes and they were operated by 3 different companies. My conclusion is that customer service, from those at the gates, to pilots, to baggage handlers, to the flight attendants, makes a huge difference in my impression of whether I had a good or bad flight. Let me just say that of the 3 airline companies, Delta was far above the other 2 when it came to customer service. This experience will influence my future airline choices.

… Jetlag is a very real thing when you cross several time zones.

… We worry way too much about little critters that crawl or fly in the U.S.

… It is customary in Kenya that if someone speaks to you, you will take the time to speak with them no matter what you are currently doing. I think that is a healthier way to live, but I don’t know how to do make it fully work in our time focused culture.

… The idea of personal space is much, much different in the U.S. than it is in Kenya. If you struggle with people invading your personal space, including on the highway, you will not enjoy a visit to Kenya.

… Technology is changing the world. Even in remote spaces in Kenya people have cell phones and many have other communication options as well.

… Time is viewed much differently in Kenya, and “on time” has a whole different meaning. This would take some major adjustments on my part if this was where I served. (Those who have worked with me are smiling at this last understatement.)

… I miss being able to be with my kids and grandkids on a regular basis. I love the reasons we are not able to be together. I love that my family is serving Christ and others wherever they believe the Lord is leading them. That being said, it doesn’t mean I don’t miss them.

… I was once again reminded that the world is a big place and that my part of it is small. I was once again reminded that my God is big and he created an amazing world.

Here’s hoping you are learning new things about yourself and the world each and every day.

Dennis

Kenya Trip #6, heading home today …

So glad that we have been able to make this trip and spend time with our family. So tough to think of the last hugs and goodbyes in a few hours. These will be more difficult knowing that we will not see all of them again for another year and a half when they come home for a short furlough.

When we get on the plane for the first flight of 3 heading home it will be about 19 hours in the air and a total of 26 hours before we land back in Illinois. If you are so inclined prayers for on time flights and for no back flare-ups, at least until we get home.

Yesterday we went back to the little local restaurant and I was again struck by the contrasts all around us here. We walked up what is affectionately called “killer hill”. We have a couple of pictures, but they do not do justice to the steepness of the walk and then add that we are at 7,000 + feet elevation. It was a great experience and we now have great mental images of the campus and area where our kids and grandkids live and serve.

We watched our granddaughter show how she has learned to “ripstick” and then we watched our daughter in law trying to learn it as well. I did not attempt it. We played more games and more ping pong. I once again did not fare so well in the ping pong. But I loved every moment of it with my grandkids. We watched a movie and were again reminded that though they have some conveniences here it is much different than back home. The 1 hour and 48 minute movie took several hours to completely download. Electricity, water and internet are all here, but they can go away quickly as well.

We had some more great conversations about ministry their here and where they are headed in the next couple of years. This has been a great experience and we have created lasting memories. Once again, let me say thanks to all who helped us get here and have been praying for us on this trip.

I am very grateful that I do not have preach Sunday as our Children’s Christmas program is Sunday morning. I am in the program and will share a closing thought, but those are not near the pressure and since we are coming back trying to adjust to a 9 hour time difference, this is a great for me. Until we get home, talk to you later.

Dennis

Kenya Trip #5 …

Yesterday we celebrated my oldest grandchild’s birthday. My grandson turned 17. He is a an awesome young man (wow, can’t believe I am using the word “man” in a description of one of my grandkids, but it is a fact). He has a great heart for Christ and for other people. He is funny and thoughtful. He loves music and movies. He is a reader and thinker. He is athletic and good looking. He is researching colleges and wants to make a difference in the world. He isn’t perfect, but as I already wrote, I think he is awesome.

We also went to a local vegetable market and there are people there who sell souvenirs as well. I loved the experience and again am reminded of so much that I take for granted back home. I love the hospitality of the Kenyan people. I loved seeing how my son and daughter in law know these people. They know their names and some of their stories as well.

We talked more about some future ministry possibilities that my son and daughter in law are pursuing. Wow! I was reminded of when we dedicated my son to the Lord. My Dad was the pastor who did the dedication. Part of what he said and challenged my wife and me with was that we were dedicating him to the Lord. Not for our preferences but for God’s call on his life. We gave him to the Lord while he was a baby. He chose to personally follow Christ as a teen. He has, and is, answering God’s call on his life. He still belongs to the Lord. I trust the Lord. As a parent I still have moments of worry and fear. But I know that God loves my kids and grandkids even more than I do. Therefore, I embrace where they are headed. I will continue to pray fiercely for them. I will love them passionately and encourage them in any way I can. But I will also worry some.

The birthday boy and I played some ping pong. Then my son and grandson and I played some ping pong. I didn’t do so well, but I sure enjoyed the time. We played a couple of other games and just soaked up being with this beautiful family.

I spent a lot of time reading my Bible yesterday. I was reminded over and over again of God’s faithfulness and that God has a plan for us. His plans are full of hope and a future. I needed that reminder.
My back is doing better, it is not completely free of pain but it is worlds better than the day before. If you prayed, thanks, it is improving and I am hopeful that the 18 hours of plane rides when we head home will be okay.

Today is our last full day with the family. We will head toward the airport in the afternoon tomorrow and are scheduled to fly out about 10:30 Thursday night (Kenya time). This has been an awesome trip. Again let me say thanks for all who helped us get here and for all who have been praying for us.

Dennis

Kenya Trip #4 …

One of my fears for this trip came true yesterday as my back acted up on me. It started with spasms and then continued through the day with pain. I have been through this many times before, so I will be fine I just didn’t want anything to take away from activities with the family. The other concern for the trip home. Praying that it is significantly better by the time we board our first flight on Thursday. If you are so inclined I would appreciate a prayer for this creaky back of mine.

We exchanged a few Christmas presents last night. Some of the items we intended to give did not make it here, but we had a good time anyway. It was a real blessing to see their faces this year as they received the items. Through a little grumbling we were even able to take a couple of family photos. Teenage boys are not always thrilled at lining up for a photo op, but they cooperated even if under protest.

We went to a small local restaurant that is in the little town next to the campus where our kids live and do much of their ministry. These experiences are enlightening. There is such a mix of modern and not close to modern all around us. Technology has changed the landscape of many places. With solar powered electricity and satellite towers spread far and wide even remote places have a few surprises. No matter where we have gone we have seen people on cell phones. They may not have many of the conveniences we take for granted back home but their communication capabilities are far beyond what I saw when I came to Kenya 20 years ago.

Today we will be celebrating our oldest grandchild’s birthday. This will be a thrill for us, as the others have all had 2 birthdays since we last were able to celebrate with them in person. For those of you who complain because your kids or grandkids are 30 minutes or an hour away, I don’t want to hear it. The celebration will have a little sadness attached to it as well. Since it is his 17th birthday it is another reminder that I am not young. Of course every glance in the mirror is a reminder as well.

I have loved seeing, and hearing, of the ministries going on here and of lives being changed in so many ways. I am so proud of my kids and grandkids. They are all serving and making a difference. Being able to see where they live and minister, to breathe the air they breathe and travel some of the same roads and paths has been a tremendous blessing. There are many lessons learned when you travel and I am confident that stories of this trip will find their way into a few sermons and lessons when I return home.

Time to work on the back a bit, get a cup of tea and see what is planned for this day. Only a couple more days here so we want to soak up all the possibilities. Thanks for reading, for thinking of us and for praying for us.

Dennis

Monday Morning Musings from Kenya …

A Sunday always feels different when I am not in my home church and when I did not preach. This Sunday felt very different for some awesome reasons. First we were in Kenya which is a few thousand miles from home. Second we were in worship with our kids and grandkids here in Kenya. Some here are some of my musings …

-The 9 hour time difference allowed me to pray for the service and people back home as they were worshiping. That was kind of cool.

-I was amused to see that the church we attended here had 3 times as many people in attendance at the end of the service as they had when the service began. It is possible that some of my people back home are just trying to be like the Kenyans given the time they arrive for worship.

-The service we attended was 90% in English, though it was English with a heavy accent.

-I could get used to not having to have any furnace, no need for a foyer because you gather and fellowship outdoors and to walk out the doors of the church look at the mountains. Could we get some mountains in the corn fields around our church back home?
-One of the highlights of our time of worship yesterday was to look down the row and see my grandsons with their bibles open when the pastor announced the scripture. It was a proud and heartwarming moment I will cherish for a long time.

-The more interesting service would have been the one following the one we attended, that second service is a Swahili congregation. That service is longer and more energetic. Since it was completely in Swahili I don’t think I would have understood much. The service we attended had a couple of songs in Swahili and I followed them well because I recognized the tune. That was fun.

-Time is treated much differently in Kenya. If I were serving here that would take some adjusting on my part.

-We walked to church. I walk to church back home, but the walk is about 50 yards back home. The walk here was a little longer, but not bad. The biggest differences in this walk was the up and down of the terrain, the beauty of the flowers and plants and seeing mountains. I see no mountains on my regular walk to church.

-I loved seeing how many children were in the worship service here yesterday. Prompted me to pray for our children and children’s workers back home.

-I loved seeing the ministries of this church and noting that their most active ministry was their missions ministry.

-We spent great time with our family yesterday afternoon and evening playing games. Some of my greatest memories of our family are from times when we are playing games, or sitting around talking following a game.

-My greatest musing from yesterday was being humbled and thankful for all who helped make it possible for us to make this trip and be able to spend time our family.

Here’s hoping you have musings to reflect on with thanksgiving from your activities on Sunday. I will attempt to post another couple of updates from our time here in Kenya before we leave later this week.

Dennis

Kenya Trip #3 …

Last night we enjoyed a roaring fire in the fireplace. As pleasant as the temps are, it gets a little chilly at night and when you are at 7,000+ feet elevation it feels a little cooler than the thermometer declares. We played some more games, our family has always been a game playing family and this is so fun to do some catch-up in playing games with this part of our family.

I am already in the habit of having a cup of hot tea when I get up in the morning. For those who know me, you would be stunned to know that I have only had 1 cup of coffee in the past 6 days. On a normal morning at home I have 1 cup of coffee in the first 6 minutes after getting up. The tea tastes better in Kenya, I may have to bring some of this home with me.

Yesterday we took a trip to a retreat center, where they had some wonderful places to walk through tea fields, a place to purchase some souvenirs and a nice restaurant. We took a nice walk, bought a few souvenirs and enjoyed a unique lunch. I ordered, and ate, roasted goat. I liked it, though I doubt I will get too many options for it back home. As usual the drive was exciting. Between the traffic, the road conditions and the people watching every trip in a vehicle is a thrilling adventure.

We also played some Rook, a thrilling game of 31 and a few of us played Angry Birds and I once again got creamed at a game of Memory by my granddaughter. I am soaking in all of this family time.

I am so pleased watching my kids serve the way they do and to hear their heart for the Lord and to reach people who don’t know Jesus. They shared some new possibilities for ministry in the future. Let’s just say that my prayer life will get even more fervent if these possibilities happen.

This morning we went to a local church, but I will share more about that in my Monday Morning Musings. Until I can sit down and type again, hope you have a great day.

Dennis

From Kenya #2 …

Yesterday involved a spectacular walk around a good portion of the campus. There were many stunning views. There was a lot of up and down, steps and stepping around rocks. It was a great way for us to get a better picture of the whole campus. We have seen where our grandkids classes are and where our son and daughter in law teach their classes as well.

We have had a few of God’s creatures join us in our bedroom, but nothing harmful or scary, yet. We wear sweats and sweatshirts in the morning and at night, the day is for short sleeves and sometimes shorts. The weather is wonderful.

We have met a few of the other missionary families serving here at this location as well. What a privilege to meet these people who are serving shoulder to shoulder with our kids. We have a much better picture of where they live and serve, some of the challenges they face, some of the people they work with and we have just scratched the surface. What a blessing this trip is for us.

Yesterday had another indoor soccer match, I didn’t play much in this one. There were a couple of other families involved and they were really playing soccer, so I watched, cheered and took some pictures. Today we took a drive to a national park and were able to see quite a few animals. We experienced some real country Kenyan roads and combined with the drive from the airport I am not going to complain about any potholes or traffic problems when I get home. At least not for a few days.

We stopped and ate at a little restaurant in a gas station. We had our choice of Chicken Inn or Pizza Inn. We chose Pizza Inn. The food was great and we sat outside where the views were spectacular. Since we arrived back I have played Gang of Four, Rook, Battleship, Angry Birds and Slamwich. All of that and we still have the evening to go.

We have been getting to know our grandkids better and learning about life in Kenya from our kids. I am so humbled and thankful to be able to be here. Hopefully, I will be able to post some more soon.

Dennis

What a Difference a Sound Makes …

There were 2 very significant events that could place last week. These events will be forever connected to each other and they were both marked by some special sounds. The events were that my 9th grandchild was born last Sunday night and my van died on Tuesday afternoon.

One of the best things about spending a little time with granddaughter, and her parents, was the sounds she made. She had the cutest sounds of breathing while she was sleeping in my arms. She sneezed and used her whole body to produce the sneeze. She even cried a little and it was beautiful. These sounds were awesome because they were all indications of life. Hearing them was a wonderful reminder of the fact that she is alive.

My van died on Tuesday. It died 1 mile from where my granddaughter lives. I was on my way to see, and hear, her for the first time and my van didn’t quite finish the trip. I turned a corner a mile from my destination and it happened. At the time I didn’t know what happened but the sounds my van was making changed. The engine started revving and it slowed down. The revving was because I still had my foot on the gas pedal but the transmission was no longer engaging. I realized that I was now coasting in my van and not powering forward. There was also the absence of a sound that had accompanied me the whole trip. That was the sound of the van moving through the air around it. In contrast to the beautiful sounds I was about to hear from my granddaughter these sounds were an indication of death. The death of my van.

The sounds with their contrasts had one thing in common, that was they both produced thankfulness for me. You probably have no difficulty figuring out why I was thankful for the sounds of my granddaughter, but you might be wondering how the sounds of my van dying produced thankfulness. Last Sunday I preached from I Thessalonians 5:16-18 which says “Be joyful always, pray continually; give thanks in all circumstances for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus.” When my van died my first word was “Nooooooooooo”. As I waited for my son-in-law to pick me up I began to become thankful. Why? I got to within a mile of my destination which was 262 miles of my 263 mile trip. It happened on a side street and not on the Interstate as I went around Chicago in bumper to bumper 4 lane traffic at 70 mph. This van cost me $2,500 3 years ago and had served me well. This happened to me and not to my wife. My van died, I didn’t. I began to have a fresh new understanding of thankfulness and joy and I have certainly been praying continually for another vehicle.

I am still thankful for my trip. Yes my van died, but I got to spend 26 hours with my new granddaughter, my daughter and my son-in-law. My van died, but we were able to borrow a vehicle to make it home and use for a little while during our search for another mode of transportation. My van died, but my family and my faith is alive and well.

The sounds of my granddaughter still resonate in my heart and mind. The sound of my van are fading. What a difference a sound makes.

Dennis

2 Special Wishes …

Today I have 2 special wishes. Well, it is the same wish but it is for 2 different people. The wish is Happy Birthday! Not just a happy birthday, but a blessed one as well. The wish goes out to 2 very special ladies in my life. The wish goes out to my wife and to my oldest grand-daughter. For my wife the number is not important, and no matter what the number is she just keeps getting better. For my grand-daughter it is number 10! I know she is proud of her number and I can’t believe she has left single digits behind forever.

These 2 ladies have many things in common. Obviously they share a birthday. They are also both passionate about their love for Jesus. They both have infectious laughs that make you smile. Their smiles show up significantly in their eyes. I love to watch their eyes. They both love others fiercely and have a way of encouraging others in special ways. They both love to give to others. They both are as cute as can be, that’s right I just called my wife cute, because she is cute. They both are beautiful on the outside and in spirit. They both contribute so much more to others than they realize.

I will be able to spend my wife’s day with her as we are at a retreat together. I will not be able to spend any time with my grand-daughter on, or near, her birthday for the second straight year. You see my grand-daughter, her parents and siblings are all being obedient to the call of Christ serving as missionaries in Kenya. I am so proud of her and the young woman of God that she is becoming.

Another thing they both have in common is that I have a hard time adequately expressing how much I love them.
My wife very obviously changed my life completely when she entered it. She has made me so much better and has helped me to follow Christ in a much more passionate way. She challenges me with her love of the Word and her desire to know it more and live it better. She is my greatest cheerleader and encourages me regularly. I cannot imagine my life without her.

My grand-daughter has changed my life as well, but in a much different way. Before her arrival I had 3 grandsons. I love them and they are awesome, but she was the first grand-daughter and that was a very special thing. I was now looking at different toys for Christmas, I was shopping in an unfamiliar section of the clothing store. I began to play different games when she was around and I began to look at boys her age with a very suspicious eye. She began a revolution in our family. I will soon have 9 grandchildren and the count will be 5 boys and 4 girls. The girls are catching up, and it all started with her.

So I take this time to wish a very special and blessed birthday to 2 very special ladies in my life.

Dennis