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Music, Cards, and an Incredible Wife

A Jon Post

Some times it feels like a week flies by but took forever to do it. It’s a weird sensation actually. I’m looking back at this week and it felt long (temperatures at or above 100° with coastal humidity that simply cannot be escaped make time slow to a crawl), but when I think about the days and how many there were it seems like they rocketed by. We’ve been splitting our time between two hospitals instead of the normal one. The extra hospital has been some unplanned appointments where we will be having Anaya. There have been some small concerns about high and low heart rates but by the end of the week she settled down and Anaya’s heart rate was at a steady and healthy level.

We took our guitar to the hospital with us this week. We’ve decided to add music as a regular part of how we bring the love of Christ to people there. We sang some English worship songs that we attempted to translate and sing in Portuguese with our friends there. As we continue we hope to add some Portuguese and Shangaan (the tribal language of this area) worship songs to our list of songs we sing with the patients. When someone is close to death they are rarely capable of conversation and we hope that singing the love of Christ to/over them can bring peace and rest where there is only suffering and pain.

“Show me how you shuffle those cards” he asked with a smile. “I want to learn that”. I smiled back and remembered him teaching me a strange little card game yesterday (sort of a mix between War and Rummy). I had picked up the cards in the middle of the game and offhandedly shuffled them during the game. He had noticed.
His request came at a good time because I had been sitting next to his bed asking the Lord what I should talk to him about next. I had been running out of ideas and suddenly he wanted to learn to shuffle cards.
“Hold them like this…” I began, and spent the next hour laughing, shuffling, and hopefully… just for a bit… helping lighten the load of living in a room surrounded by men dying of the same sickness living in him.
Just by teaching him to shuffle cards.

Valentine's DaySo Valentine’s Day is tomorrow.  I really do like Valentine’s Day. I kind of look at like a challenge.
There are two days per year that I have stark memories of since I’ve married Layne: Valentine’s Day and our Wedding Anniversary.
I hope… I really really hope that I keep making specific, stark memories with her for those two days every year for the rest of my life.
The challenge is finding that thing that I can do with her that I will remember. I also try to give her a gift, not diamond earrings, not flowers, but something specific to her and to the memory that we can keep and look back on.
Tomorrow is a good day. I get to make memories with my wife. Nothing could be sweeter.

Relational Ministry

A Layne Post

I apologize that this post is late this week. Kind of feels like it fits my current state of being. =) I am now 38 weeks pregnant, and the last week was a rough one for me.  Thankfully, however, the past few days have felt more ‘normal’ and energy has returned.

Most days last week I felt quite rotten and reluctantly made the decision to stay home from ministering to friends at the hospital everyday but Friday. It was difficult for me; however, I felt the need to listen to my body. When I did return to ministry at the hospital, I was greeted by concerned friends, hugs, and encouragement for the last weeks ahead of me. The women have filled me with plenty of advice for my day of labor! Ha!

How sweet it is to have a such a dear support system there among the patients. That is the beautiful thing about relational ministry, it goes both ways. Jon and I constantly pray to the Lord that we can be a blessing and support to the people at the hospital, and yet many times, we are the ones who walk away encouraged and ready to love the Lord even more.

I will continue to ask for your prayers, as our precious daughter will be arriving soon. I would love her entrance into this world to be surrounded by prayer and the presence of our Lord. I cannot wait to introduce her to you!

A Bit of a Different Week

A Jon Post

Well, last week was new experience for me. Our ministry partner/leader, Jorge, spends most of his time planning and pulling off training programs for youth and children workers.

Group Activities

Group Activities

He teaches and trains people how to use sports and games as a way to introduce children and youth to Christ. Last week I was able to spend the whole week as one of his trainees, getting familiar with and learning from that side of Jorge’s ministry. It was a great week. I met some awesome Mozambican men and women of God and after 5 days (8 hours a day) of training we held a “Kids Games” event and were able to minister to 150 children from around the city through fun, games, team-building and Scripture.

Learning by Doing

Learning by Doing

I’ve wanted to experience this side of our ministry for some time now and so it was a pleasure and privilege to sit under Jorge’s leadership all week and learn from him.
I was also able to get new and unique looks into the Mozambican culture that I am still relatively new to and learning from.
Because it used all day every day last week I was only able to go to the hospital briefly a couple times and I dearly so many friends there. I am anxious to return this week and sit with them again.

Jorge in His Element

Jorge in His Element

Layne continues to grow closer to her due date (February 23rd). In these final stages we both fluctuate between eagerness/impatience and dread/”Wait-Anaya-don’t-come-yet!” feelings. We feel as ready as we can be to be her parents. Thanks for all of your prayers for her and us as we get closer and closer to her big arrival.

That’s us. There’s our week. Life keeps pressing us onward and, depending on the day, I feel like I’m in control or just swept up in it. I guess it’s probably good to let go of that control more often than not.  It’s not really mine to control anyway.

Soccer/Life Coaches

Soccer/Life Coaches

Lucia and Longo

A Layne Post

Meet Lucia

Lucia

Yes, she is gorgeous. This thirteen year old girl arrived at the hospital months ago, accompanied by her father. I remember the first day I met her; she was shy, yet captured my attention.  She had a bulging tummy, and honestly, I thought she could be pregnant. After a few visits, it became clear it was cancer… a HUGE tumor. Hope for recovery was small in our minds.

With time, she opened up. Her real mother had died, and currently her “second mother” took care of them, who I think might have been an Aunt. She had four sisters she missed a lot. She told me she liked to play at home. Innocent. Thankfully she was able to call home frequently.

Like any teen girl, she liked her nails painted, her earrings, her cute skirt. I remember one day realizing a skirt she was wearing was nearly identical to one I had, just shorter. I promised her I’d wear mine soon. When I did, she’d giggle as I told people we were twins.

Meet Longo

Longo

This is Lucia’s father. We called him “Pai de Lucia”  for so long before we found out his name. Longo quickly joined Jon’s Bible study, and thoroughly enjoyed his time with the men. I remember his eagerness to pray and the way he would hold his hands up to the Lord while doing so.

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Lucia struggled with Chemo. She would have five days at a time. It seems like some bodies just handle the strong medicine better. Lucia was not so fortunate, as she was unable to keep any food down, still vomiting whatever was left in her stomach. She would become so weak.

Her father was amazing. He would hold a bucket for her, fill her water, and just sit near her, cradling her head or wiping her sweat. He did more than many mothers I see. The worry and concern was evident on his face.

To our surprise, it always seemed like Lucia would bounce back in a matter of a day or two, and resume her playing outside and bright smile. How strong she was! She would always be anxious to see Anaya’s new photos and would ask how she was doing every time I visited.

Feeling Anaya move

But as we have seen frequently, it only takes one treatment and a turn for the worse. That time came for Lucia a couple weeks ago. She didn’t bounce back; the smile did not return. She could not eat, therefore, she became more and more weak. Together with her father, they decided they wanted to try and make it home, to the north of Mozambique.

We thought they had a plane arranged, but we found out Lucia did not have the identity card she would need to travel. This was devastating news. In desperation, they decided to attempt to ride bus 20 or so hours. Upon arriving at the bus station the next morning, the driver refused to allow them to make the trip. Lucia was in bad shape, already crying before the bus was moving, so they had to get off. Another devastating blow.

Our friend Alice quickly made some calls, and miraculously the Lord opened doors and provided a way for for Lucia to obtain a new ID card, which would allow her to ride the airplane. The next afternoon Jon received a phone call from Longo. He was giggling as he reported he and Lucia were sitting on the plane. Even Lucia was feeling better for the journey.

Currently they are at the hospital in the north, a 10 hour train ride from home, resting and getting final documents. They sound full of hope, as they should arrive home tomorrow. Not hope for life necessarily, but hope to be together as a family one more time.

God is good. He cares for Lucia and Longo.

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Please pray for them in the week(s) to come. Lucia’s life will likely not be long, and the last days painful away from the hospital and morphine. Pray for the presence of the Lord and His grace.

We miss them already.

If you have time you can go over to the “About Us” tab at the top of this page and see a new video we’ve posted about our lives here. We’ve a few pictures of Lucia there as well.