Rainy Season

I grew up in East Texas, which means I was no stranger to a good thunderstorm.  It rained anytime in the year, and the streets might be freely flowing with water, and that was just another regular day in which everyone went about their regular activities and the water drained away.  

Then I went to Abilene Christian University, where it rained less, though still at times throughout the year.  When we had a good downpour, parts of the city would flood, so you would be redirected from using full underpasses or you might have to slow down on some streets to slosh your way through.  I remember one day slogging my way back to the dorm through a veritable lake in the parking lot on campus.  Daily life didn’t really change with rain, but it was more problematic to deal with and might affect optional activities.

Moving on to Arequipa, Peru.  We now have a true rainy season, as in it only rains around the summer months, mostly in January and February.  The rest of the year is dry and sunny almost every day.  When it does rain here, it is what we would call a shower rather than a storm, as there is very rarely thunder or lightning.  However, it causes major problems throughout the city.  

When it comes to a family home, the main issue is construction.  Homes here are built with additions in mind, which means the roofs are flat and left with rebar and partial frames to add another floor.  However, this also means that water will likely collect there and seep through the ceiling into the home.  Leaks are extremely common, leaving residents cleaning up water, rearranging their homes to avoid damage, and even being on the roof in the rain, sweeping away the excess.  

On a broad scale, the city is not designed to drain water, which means the streets flood and drainage gets backed up.  Basically, the sewers fill up with rainwater instead of household drainage, and some of the overflow comes out on the streets or even in homes.  This means that the city will turn off our water, either to repair breaks or simply to prevent residents from adding to the already burdened sewage system and allow it to settle back to a more normal level.  Thus, ironically, when the city and our homes are inundated with water, we have to deal with a lack of it as well.  

Electricity is also affected, as Arequipa depends on hydroelectric power.  The plant uses screens to prevent any debris from clogging up the system.  Thus, when the waterways are overrun and washing away even more trash, the city must turn off the system to clear the screens and resume generating energy.  Blackouts are most common, but there is also the occasional brownout (when electricity levels are lowered, so that lights in the home will turn on but remain dim, and most appliances will not turn on at all) to ration the reduced amount of electricity available.  

Streets are another question.  Some flood and are literally rivers for half the day.  Others are damaged and full of potholes, which is serious because the city has so many small taxis that must navigate these with extreme caution, slowing down traffic in many parts of the city.  The city works to make repairs quickly on clear days, but they often don’t last long once the rain starts up again.  One main street that runs alongside the river has a chunk washed away due to the force of the waterflow in that area right now.  The flow of traffic is either slowed down or redirected altogether.  This year, the city reported that 60% of the roads have been damaged, and some bus lines chose to stop running altogether for a couple of weeks rather than risk their routes.  

Beyond all these infrastructural issues, the individual is affected.  The majority of the people here take buses, which means walking to the appropriate street corner and awaiting the correct line, if it even runs.  They might have to walk through water several inches deep.  Passing cars splash through the streets and may soak pedestrians.  This often means that someone will only venture out for necessary things such as school or a job, and avoid optional outings.  Clothes dryers are a rarity, with most people line drying laundry on their roofs.  Thus, getting soaked to the bone means you are delayed in getting dry.  And when there are days with no water and clothes must dry slowly in the house, if at all, many are unmotivated to take any step out the door that is not required of them.

We are blessed by having a fairly dry home and ease in transportation, whether in a cab or a personal car. I still enjoy the rain.  But my Arequipan friends and neighbors do not share my view, and probably never will.  They just see how it makes life hard.

Follow

This past week, in a Bible study with a searching friend, we finished the time of Jesus's ministry in Mark 10.  We have read the multiple stories of Jesus revealing himself as Lord over demons, disease, nature, and death.  Sometimes Jesus asks the person with faith to not tell anyone what he has done for them.  Sometimes, he instructs them to go back home and tell everyone what has been done.  One of my favorites stories, the story of the demon-possessed man in Mark 5, is an incredible example of this:

As Jesus was getting into the boat, the man who had been demon-possessed begged to go with him.  Jesus did not let him, but said, "Go home to your own people and tell them how much the Lord has done for you, and how he has had mercy on you.  So the man went away and began to tell in the Decapolis how much Jesus had done for him.  And all the people were amazed." (Mark 5:19-20)

Wouldn't you have loved to hear his story?  I cannot imagine.  It is no wonder to me that the word used to describe the people's reaction was "amazed."

This past week, we had some really good conversation.  Chapter 10 opens with the Pharisees trying to catch Jesus with a divorce question.  From that encounter, Mark jumps to the little children and Jesus.  But then comes a story that to me is the fireworks of Jesus's gospel message: the story of the rich young ruler.  Take a few minutes and read it again to refresh your mind…

I asked my friend, "Was this young man good or bad?"  The obvious answer is good.  Jesus lists the commandments and the young man states that he has kept all of them since he was a little boy.  Also, what exactly was the young man asking?  Here he has come to Jesus.  He calls him "Good teacher."  Throughout the study we have been answering the question Mark constantly throws in our face, "Who Is Jesus?"  This man has obviously heard about Jesus and the good things he has done.  I don't think that he truly knows who he is after reading the outcome of the story, but he thinks that Jesus may know the answer to a question that many people still ask today, "What must I do to inherit eternal life?"  I think it is interesting that Jesus lists off the commandments as if the young man is tallying all of them in his head.  How many want a check-list?  Isn't it easier for Jesus to just tell us what to do so we can check it off of our list?  The young man thinks he is covered.  He has been a good person keeping the commandments since he was a little boy.  But no.  That is not where Jesus stops.  Jesus DOES tell him what to do.  "One thing you lack.  Go sell everything you have and give to the poor, and you will have treasure in heaven.  Then come, follow me."  We all know how the story ends.

So my friend and I talked.  We discussed what exactly went on in this story.  Now, I think that there is an entire sermon series on Jesus commanding us (not asking) to take care of the poor.  Jesus does not tell the man to simply get rid of his possessions.  He tells him to sell his possessions AND give to the poor.  I think it is very important to emphasize that point.  But to stress something else in this story, I want to ask, "What do you want from Jesus?  What are you taking away from Christianity?  Have you followed the commands?  Do you believe in the 'Good Teacher'?  Have you secured your place in eternal life?"  I believe that many can list off the things they have done to make sure they can answer that question with an affirmative.  But "Have you been saved" is NOT the gospel message of Jesus.

Jesus asks the man to do one thing.  The thing that has been keeping this man from truly doing what God has been professing throughout the Old Testament and through the message of the Christ.  And after he has done that one thing, he is told to do what?  Follow.  Following Jesus is the theme that runs throughout the entire book of Mark.  It begins with those fishermen that left their nets and happens to so many people touched by Jesus throughout his journey.  The man goes away sad, and Jesus has one of his most incredible "teachable moments" with his disciples.  They talk about the rich and how hard it will be for them to enter the Kingdom, but something clicks with Peter:

"Then Peter spoke up, "We have left everything to follow you."  "Truly I tell you," Jesus replied.  "no one who has left home or brothers and sisters or mother or father or children or fields for me and the gospel will fail to receive a hundred times as much in this present age: homes, brothers, sisters, mothers, children and fields--along with persecutions--and in the age to come eternal life.  But many who are first will be last, and the last first." (Mark 10:28-31)

What a promise!  Accepting the message of Jesus is not checking things off a list.  Accepting the message of Jesus is not simply believing in a "Good Teacher."  Accepting the message of Jesus is believing in him and choosing to follow him whatever the cost.  Many believe.  Few follow.  Following is not easy.  Even in Jesus's encouragement of "a hundred times as much," he inserts "along with persecutions."  He makes it loud and clear that he understands the cost, he will reward you for what you give up, but it is not an easy journey.

But Mark does not stop with this story. Chapter 10 ends with another blind man that Jesus heals. Unlike the blind man in Chapter 8, he immediately restores sight to this man. Everything is becoming more and more clear to the disciples. (God is a literary genius.) So at this point, my friend speaks up and says something that tells me she has been paying close attention. "Megan," she starts, "Jesus doesn't tell him to go away or go tell people back home. It says, 'Immediately he received his sight and followed Jesus along the road.' " My heart couldn't have been happier at that moment. Mark was emphasizing the point that a person who truly knows Jesus will want to FOLLOW him. That, my friends, is the gospel message of Jesus. Whatever the cost.

New Life

As you probably know, just before Christmas, our family welcomed our third daughter. Needless to say, I have all things baby related on the brain. Plus, now that I’ve birthed more children in this country than I did in the states, I figured it is as good a time as any to talk about how one enters the world...in Arequipa, Peru.

For starters, I know many are surprised by our decision to use the medical care available here rather than return to the states to birth our children. The reality is that our experiences, while less cushy than with our firstborn, are sufficiently modern to avoid real concerns that a situation might arise beyond the capabilities of my doctor. I even had an ultrasound at every single prenatal appointment, as that is her preferred method to do a checkup on the growing baby. The hospital isn’t fancy, but it is nice enough, and much nicer than most of the people around here can afford, so we count our blessings on that front.

For the most part, it’s all the same. The few differences include that the epidural is administered by doses rather than with a pump, so I had to request additional doping when I started feeling the contractions more strongly and that labor mostly takes place in the patient’s room until she needs to be moved to a delivery room, then she returns for recovery in her room again. Also, I was assigned an obstetrician that was basically my own personal nurse through the whole process. We had the same woman both times and enjoyed chatting with her. Her job was to track my progress, report to the doctor, and assist as needed. Really, besides it all happening in Spanish, nothing else varies all that much.

The main thing that our family chose to still do differently than Peruvians has to do with the new baby. We learned through the experience of others that we would have to state our intentions beforehand in regard to the newborn. The typical approach around here is that the baby is whisked out of the delivery room to the nursery, where she is cleaned, clothed, bundled up and laid in bed with hot water bottles. They are very concerned about temperature regulation. This is more important than the baby’s need to nurse, so they keep the baby as long as they need to, giving formula by bottle feeding. The mothers don’t mind, because they take advantage of their recovery time in the hospital to catch up on sleep before going home. If the mother requests to have the baby to nurse, they will bring her, but mostly the nursery keeps the baby and the mom rests.

I requested a different approach with both of our Peru babies. I visited the pediatrician to ask that the baby not be given any formula, be brought to me as soon as possible and that I keep her in the room with me. He had some interesting comments on whether that was really healthy for the baby, but in the end, agreed to let me try it. The amusing twist was that my doctor, upon realizing we were caring for the baby ourselves in our room, sent me home almost immediately. “If you’re already taking care of her” she said, “you might as well be at home.” So, both times we have taken home a less-than-one-day-old baby. This time around, she knew to expect it and came in to visit me the next morning, greeting us with “I know you do things differently, so do you want to go home already?” Considering I had also gotten up to walk around just as soon as my anesthesia wore off, the answer was yes, that we were ready to go home and have all our girls together.

Now navigating life with a 5 year old (which is the new preteen, I think), a 2 year old (not terrible yet...here’s hoping) and a newborn—that’s crossing into a new culture!

Chapter by Chapter

What an exciting January!  We have so much going on, and to be honest, I don't see it slowing down anytime soon.  First, this September marks the beginning of our final year in the contract.  Please be in prayer with us over the future of the work here and our families.  Also, both families will be traveling to the states for furlough.  The Smiths leave in early March and my family will leave in mid-August.  We are excited to see our supporters and hug on some people we haven't seen in quite a while.

CUDA seems to have started rolling, and it isn't slowing down.  I am elated that Alfredo Oporto, our brother in Christ and the first person we met in Arequipa, has taken the reigns of executive director.  Kyle, Larissa, Greg, and I are all volunteers now.  I attended my first library meeting early this month to discuss the future of the program.  I was an expert volunteer called in to help with curriculum development for the reading literacy program.  I cannot express how wonderful it is to see the Peruvians take charge of something that we began 3 years ago.  Sustainability has always been our dream for this work, and putting Peruvians in charge is the first major step to making it a reality.

We are planning a team day retreat.  We have a long strategy document listing the goals and dreams we had for this work year-by-year.  The elderships all signed on to it, and as a team, we are revisiting the document to pray and dream further about where we are and what the future holds.  We can plan all we want, but his ways being higher than our ways becomes quite clear when you can look back over four years of the ministry.

This month has also been a month of good-byes.  Anna and Sakari, the Finnish couple that worked with CUDA for 4 months, left on the 21st.  One of our friends that was associated with the mine here left on the 24th (we had a ladies Bible study group in English that she was part of).  And, Rachel Steele is preparing to leave on February 15.  Her two year commitment has come to an end.  So, though sad to say these good-byes, it is a reminder to me that God's story is full of new chapters, and we learn to go with it.

Just for Kids

Have you ever tried something new, that you either had interest in or your parents encouraged you to try? When I was a little girl, my parents encouraged me to play softball, partly because my sister was already playing and partly I suppose because they wanted me to participate in something that involved teamwork. Needless to say, I was a terrible softball player. I lacked the focus to pay attention to what was happening in the game, the coordination to catch and throw the ball, and the desire to improve. So I was put in the outfield, where very few 5 year olds could actually hit the ball, and I would sit in the grass, take off my glove, and play. I'd weave pieces of grass together, or make whistles, and completely ignore the rest of the team. In some ways, I think it was my subtle, or not so subtle way of telling my parents I didn't want to play softball. 

Missionary Mom: A Christmas Story

You know how almost every home in the states has a Christmas tree this month? Well, here in Peru, almost every home has a nativity scene displayed. It is hard not to think about the story of Jesus’s birth when I see the nativity scene everywhere that I go. Peruvians can relate to the story of baby Jesus and theVirgin Mary. I would like to share a personal story with you relating to the Christmas Story. 

Missionary Mom: Some Trust in Chariots

In the three years I have lived here I feel that I have seen a lot. Poverty has a way with staring one right in the face. Two of my best friends traveled to Arequipa to help me with the kids while Greg is gone to the states. I was explaining to them that I have grown here in a way that I might not have grown in the states in the area of complaining. Whenever I complain or sense the urge to complain, all I have to do is think of someone worse off than me and it immediately puts me back in my place. It isn't too hard to see "that person" that is worse off than me in this city of a million where many are without work, public education is one of the worst in the world, and justice does not play out in many situations.