Above The Clouds of Alaska; Looking Toward Thailand Part I
By Billy Bohannon
Awe, Alaska and Thailand, go together like pumpkins and fish sauce or like wintery snow and humid tropics. What an unlikely pair, right? My friends and missionaries Zack and Sarah Loving, originally from Southeast Texas, have found room in their hearts and their ministry for both, wow!
Awe, Alaska and Thailand, go together like pumpkins and fish sauce or like wintery snow and humid tropics. What an unlikely pair, right? My friends and missionaries Zack and Sarah Loving, originally from Southeast Texas, have found room in their hearts and their ministry for both, wow! Continue reading “Above The Clouds of Alaska”
Sometimes, in the middle between starting and finishing, motivation can get challenging. Some are more naturally motivated or inspired than others, but, we all come to the end of our own strength. This can be a healthy reminder that we aren’t self sufficient, and aren’t intended to be.
Recently, I’ve been over busy and wearing a touch thin.
Later this week, I’m heading to Central America with a team to do our annual Young Leadership Event. We ask for your prayers. We want to see the Lord do things only He can do. For me, I think I’m out of tricks.
Also, please pray for us that we recognize what the Lord is doing and join into His efforts instead of prosecuting our own plan. We are prepared, but we want to also be sensitive.
Thanks for partnering with us in the Spirit. Look out for updates on Facebook and other social media, as well as in this blog. And we will have a new crop of Leadership Moment podcasts for you when we return.
Grace and peace to you, from God The Father and our Lord Jesús Christ.
There isn’t a place in the world I wouldn’t want to go, at least once. I don’t say this in a bragging way, it’s just the way I feel. Not sure why. I guess I like the idea of seeing new places and meeting new people. With this in mind, I was happy to make my first ever trip to Asia a few weeks ago.
The way I tend to do travel, and decide where to go, is probably not that unusual, tho I haven’t discussed it at length with others, and didn’t get the idea from observing some other person. It’s on the basis of relationships that I decide where to go. Clearly the Lord can prompt us to go to places where we don’t know anyone. For the most part, that hasn’t been the way it’s worked with me.
It occurred to me that it would be a good idea to go back to the spring that I protected with a team in 2008, my first trip to Kenya. Mishael said it was very doable so we struck out on foot one morning for the site and made it there in 20 minutes or so. What came with it was a flood of memories. When we arrived at the spring, with it’s plaque – Uhuru – we came upon a young girl, maybe ten, who was filling two buckets with it’s yield. It was good to see the spring was in good shape, and that it’s usefulness persisted. It had been seven and a half years since we did our job there. Apart from a little faded paint and such, it continued to function as well as ever. We took her by surprise, as we did most children in Kenya. I think my skin looks fluorescent to them. She was, nonetheless, good humored. After a few pictures and the feeling that someone had just walked over my grave, we surveyed the nearby fields, trees and relatives in the area that Mishael has called home all his life. To have had the experience of protecting this water source in the first place was a huge blessing, and certainly an eye-opening, life altering event. To have been able to visit it again reinforced it’s impact afresh. It was almost like visiting a monument from a different age, at least in my life.
Heading Out for Tigoni
If you are going to ride the bus to and from Nairobi to the Tanzanian border at Isibania, brace yourself for a long journey. It takes a ton of time with multiple stops on boarding, a stop for a break midway, and then, on the return trip, the long climb up the escarpment (hill) that leads you from the famously fertile Great Rift Valley into the Central Highlands of Kenya, which are beautiful, and, have quite a different climate. I should have brought a sweater!
Pat Selvey had prepared to meet us near Tigoni, so we prepped the bus driver in advance and jumped out, glad to be free of that part of the journey and in the company of friends. In a few minutes we arrived at Tigoni House – a name donned by Pat for the in country headquarters of Hydrating Humanity. Pat, along with Matt Peterson and Josh Young, founded this clean water effort some years ago. It is quite a welcoming place! Grace, Pat’s wife and co-laborer in the effort, offered us the kindness of long awaited friends, complete with fluent Spanish, which I know was an added blessing to Israel. Grace was raised as missionary’s child in the Guanacaste region of Costa Rica. Did I mention Guanacaste is one of my favorite places on Earth?
Predictable internet and a warm sun welcomed us with open arms. We relaxed and began to unwind from the whirlwind of movement the week prior had contained. And we slept.. and ate, and enjoyed friends.
In what seemed to be a very short time we were headed into Nairobi on our departure day. We had the great privilege of meeting up with friends who happened to be in Nairobi at the same time, and we talked, chatted and enjoyed good coffee and stories of a King and His approaching Kingdom, and our lives in His service. God has arranged his Kingdom in such a way as to give relationships central importance. I am thankful for that and blessed by it, beyond words. The three hours passed like a moment.
With the help of Alfred, who drove us, we arrived plenty early for our early evening flight to Qatar. We entered the queue, and, found out that Israel’s ticket had been purchased for the wrong day! What was a bigger bummer yet is that the flights were too full to get him changed. We parted ways at the check-in line, but not before another pleasant surprise! A young woman named Celine that had spent time with our team in 2010 just happened to be in the check-in line! Impossible! What made it more impossible, she isn’t even living in Nairobi currently. Mind = Blown. Very good to see her and hear of her life since 2010. Many changes and advancements for her, and we got to share in her joy!
A ten day trip to Kenya is a really short one… It takes two days to get there and two days to get home. Keep that in mind for your future plans. And now our minds contemplate returning to Kenya, with a team, in 2016….