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Casa Ahavá – Approved!

A Layne Post

I shut my eyes and remember the day like yesterday. A week prior Emilia had taken her last breath in my arms, following a long three days of intense suffering. And my life, well, it had been forever changed.

Now here Jon and I were, car loaded to the brim, headed to pick up our Angolan visas and trek across the continent. We took advantage of all this time in the car and processed the couple of months prior. We had had our first experiences with visiting in Oncology, and now recalled each face, laughing and crying about our dear friends, many we would probably never see again.

Together we decided, after all this reminiscing, this was an area of ministry we did not want to see let go. For some strange reason, a God-reason no doubt, it fit us. And as we continued down the road, I began to dream of Casa Ahavá, not knowing then of the name. I saw in my head, this peaceful blue room with scripture on the walls. A place of comfort, privacy, and peace, so contrasting to the hospital. Jon jumped in. Ideas abounded. And so we let our minds go a little wild and stored up some dreams and visions, and we went to Angola.

Three months later, car loaded to the brim, we were headed back to Maputo, to our Oncology ward, to our friends… at least the ones who had survived three more months. It was settled in our hearts, confirmed with such peace from the Holy Spirit, this is where we were to serve. With claps and shouts and lumps in our throats, choking back the tears which might have seemed strange, we were joyously welcomed back.

Jon and I shared some of our vision with our partners Jorge and Alice and together they helped us draft a project proposal to present to the chief of Oncology and scheduled a meeting. That was 3 years ago.

During the next 3 years we moved houses, renovated two rooms, bought beds, sheets, dishes, stove top, microwave, chairs, etc. The chief of Oncology changed three times. We changed our approach a couple of times. We had 2.75 kiddos. We continued visiting and loving some of the dearest Mozambicans. Casa Ahavá sat ready. We had an inspection. And we waited, frequently needing to remind ourselves of the Lord’s control and His perfect timing.

And while there are a lot of details, almost exactly 3 years after writing the  proposal, Jon received a phone call with news on Monday – our project Casa Ahavá has been fully authorized. Isn’t it funny how after waiting so long for something, it can seem so sudden?

Rejoice with us. Give praise to God with us. And pray with us – now is not the time to stop!

Our lives are about to dramatically change. Jon has been in some meetings working out details, but we have hope of having patients in our rooms as soon as next week. We are cleaning floors, washing  linens, buying last minute items, writing house rules, and praying lots. There will be adjustments for all involved, and no doubt a bit of a learning curve. We need God’s grace, patience, insight, and supernatural selflessness of which I am sure I am incapable of on my own.

Thank you dear friend, supporter. You have dreamed with us, prayed with us, longed with us, funded us, and now rejoice with us. His dream is being realized.

To God be the glory.

Following Up and Holding Our Breath

A Jon Post

Ok… it’s been 3 months since I blogged about representatives from the hospital visiting our house to see Casa Ahavá and inspect our readiness to give a home and a family to people from far away.

Here’s the blog if you need a reminder of what happened leading up to December 9th. Questions No One Asked.

The visit I mentioned in that blog went very well and we praised God that our visitors praised the location and the heart they saw for what we wanted to do. We thought we were within weeks of hosting friends here who are currently bound to a hospital bed because they have no where else.

We prayed, we thanked, we smiled.

Weeks stretched on, I kept following up with Social Services, nothing happened. The good men and women who came to see our house assured us they passed on a very favorable report to the hospital’s Director’s Office, but it was out of their hands after that.

We prayed, we waited, nothing.

As often as we’ve asked, we’ve heard only that we’re still waiting.

This week as Layne and I were driving to church together Layne brought this up with me. She has felt on her spirit the burden to pray for this process more directly and more fervently. We have spent little specific time praying for this and I’m so glad Layne’s heart was soft enough to hear the Lord correcting us in that.

So will you pray with us in this? We believe that “In the Lord’s hand the king’s heart is a stream of water that he channels toward all who please him” and if the king’s heart is that way, we believe the same of the hospital director’s heart.

Pray that the Lord channels his heart toward us and toward Casa Ahavá.

Pray that we please the Lord.

It matters.

It does.

Brave Girl, Come Out

A Layne Post

When my sister arrived, she came bearing gifts for all. One of Anaya’s presents was a doll from the new Disney movie Brave. We haven’t seen it yet, but Anaya had noticed my niece’s on Skype and seemed to like it, so being Aunt Boog, she snatched one up and threw it in the suitcase. I saved the doll as a distraction item on safari, so Anaya would have something new to keep her busy. It worked for a few minutes as she inspected her, messed with her crown, and took her shoes off. She named her Brave girl.

Once we arrived home, Brave girl was given a home. She lives under the couch. Do not ask me why, for I have no idea. You can ask Anaya where Brave girl is and she will go get her, look at her a bit, and put her right back where she belongs – under the couch. It seems a little ironic to me, the girl called Brave girl hiding under the couch.

Brave Girl

But sometimes maybe we’re not so different. We, who are meant to be brave, yet living under the couch. There are times God calls us to do brave things. Sometimes God calls us right out of everything that seems comfortable, right out from our dusty dwelling under the couch, and right into our role He’s destined for us. And just when you think you’ve become brave having done so many previous heroic feats, you find yourself comfy, staring at the padding of the cushions above all over again, muscles gone weak.

We’ve been in Mozambique 3 years now, all the while volunteering in Oncology with an idea and hope for Casa Ahavá. We had no children. Then Anaya was born. Then Jovie was born. And now precious number 3 is on the way. We will have a 2 year old, and 13 month old, and a newborn. And I find myself thinking, “Now, Lord? Really? Now?” But His movements are unmistakeable.

So here I find myself once again looking at the Lord’s plan for me, and I am needing to dust off, crawl out, and command the brave girl to come out.

Questions No One Asked

A Jon Post

***Warning*** This is a pretty long post. Get comfy.

Ok… so… Casa Ahavá, right? You guys all remember that? Remember how we have posted wanting to welcome people here into our house and offer a place of peace, safety, comfort and rest to those friends of ours who have so little of those things?

Well, here’s a few posts about it in case you don’t remember.

1: Back in June of 2010 we wrote about it when we moved into our first house here in Mozambique. Let’s Get to Work.

2: We wrote about it again in September later that year. A Broad Smile.

3: We moved again in July last year and wrote about it for our new house. We’re In.

4: We even wrote about it and kind of detailed it with some pictures in November last year. Casa Ahavá.

Here’s the thing: No one ever asks any questions on here. I know it may seem weird to call us out in a comment and be all public about it but we never even get emails asking “What ever happened to Casa Ahavá?” “When is that supposed to happen?”

Well I’m going to answer the questions no one asked! I know how silly a practice that can be but I’m going for it anyway. I’m in a good mood this week and so I don’t mind employing silly practices when I’m in good moods (just ask my wife about that one).

Q: What (if anything) have you guys been doing to see Casa Ahavá become a reality?
A: We spoke with the director of oncology at the hospital more than a year ago. That director changed without giving us a green light to do it so we spoke with the new director. That director seemed to think it wasn’t a great idea and thought that, if we did anything, we should do it on a completely unofficial basis, not involving the hospital at all (a local lawyer we spoke with advised us that this was a decidedly bad idea from a liability point of view but we decided that we were willing to take that chance and so moved ahead with that in mind). THAT director changed and so we spoke with the newest director about wanting to unofficially invite people from the hospital to stay with us between treatments. THAT director decided that this was such a great idea that we need to involve all levels of the hospital and that I should speak with the director of medicine for the entire hospital about it. Unfortunately he is notoriously hard to sit down in person with so I submitted a letter detailing what we wanted to do and why. After submitting that letter to his secretary, I was told I would be contacted about it when he had a chance to read it over and give an opinion (whew, that took a while to remember all the steps we’ve taken). I never got a call so I began following up with his secretary trying to get a response and get a sit-down with him. Finally, some development started happening when I was referred to the Social Services section of the hospital. After some back and forth (Social Services and director’s office not really being clear about who I should speak to), I was told I needed the head doctor at Social Services to respond to me (there’s more reason to tell you all this than simply boring you with mundane details I promise). More on this in a moment.

Q: How hard have you been working trying to get all this stuff pushed through offices and approvals?
A: Not very.

Q: Why so little effort?
A: Great question. We’ve thought a lot about it and we’ve come to realize a couple things.

1. After living here for almost 3 years we’ve noticed that there are times when the only way to get things done (especially when dealing with government related issues) is to violently and forcefully advance them and push the Kingdom of God ahead.
2. This was not one of those times.
We weren’t sure why we felt so sure it wasn’t one of those times, we just felt a tremendous peace from God that we were to wait for Him and for His hand to move instead of forcing things to move. This perplexed and, at times, grieved us because we’ve watched so many people over the last 3 years with an acute need for a home to stay, and at times, die in. However… we waited. And hoped.

Q: What is that “More on this in a moment” sentence about up there?
A: Ha, so I’ve hooked my imaginary conversation partner! Actually, I’m just conversing with myself, but it’s a good sign when I’m able to get myself on the edge of my own seat waiting to see what I’ll say next right?

So, I was at the hospital last Tuesday visiting and a man approached me. He mentioned he was from the Social Services department of the hospital and wanted to sit down with me some time and chat about what I do and about how we could work together to best serve the patients in oncology. I told him I’d be happy to get together with him and go over those things. He gave no indication he was talking about Casa Ahavá and, in fact, merely mentioned that he saw me visiting and so wanted to chat about that specifically.
We agreed to meet the next day and so I arrived at the hospital on Wednesday with an extra copy of the letter I’d written to the Social Services doctor about Casa Ahavá ready to introduce him to the idea. As we were walking together to a bench where we could sit down he asked me where I stayed, and I told him the area of town my house is in. He responded with, “Are you at all connected to that guy with the house out there who wants to house patients from oncology?”
Taken aback for a second, I replied, “I AM that guy! That’s my house!”

He seemed equally surprised and, with a smile, responded, “Well you need to come meet the head doctor at Social Services with me then!”

Then followed a couple hours of sitting with the whole Social Services department, including the doctor I had not been able to meet with before.
I was able to express our heart in both practical and emotional terms and even share scriptures that move us to act the way we do and offer what we have.

This is what we have been waiting for.

This is God’s hand moving things we had no way of moving on our own.

At the end of the meeting we set up a time when 4 people from Social Services could come see our house and inspect it for it’s readiness to host patients.

Tuesday morning, if all goes well, we’ll host them here and move a large step closer to welcoming the sick and lonely into our home.

Q: Why did it take so long to get to that?
A: It was supposed to be interesting enough to plough through it all to get to the end where you find out we’ve actually got real things happening with Casa Ahavá!

So please pray with us on Tuesday that things go well, that God is glorified, that we love well, and that favor is given.

We’re celebrating. Our God comes through when He tells us to wait. He has made our spirits bright.

Thanks.

Doorway to Casa Ahavá

Doorway to Casa Ahavá

Casa Ahava

A Jon Post

So we’re still here in Arizona. Sorry I’m a week late on this post. It feels like we’ve been busy but we’ve had an amazing time catching up with so many Godly men and women.

In sitting down with many of you, we’ve spoken about our future plans and what we would like to do in our ministry. We’ve tried to answer your many questions about what we do and what we hope to do.

As I listened to the questions that have been asked, I realized that I’ve not done a good job in communicating our heart and plans for Casa Ahava, what that means, where we are in the idea and what it holds. I hope this post makes that clear to those of you we haven’t had the chance to sit down with yet.

In our work in the hospital in Maputo, we focus on spending extended one-on-one time with people who have no one else. We try to give hope, life, a smile, and Christ in a place where pain, loneliness and death so often have victory. Our home has an extension behind it where there are two humble bedrooms joined by a bathroom in the middle with a storage/laundry area behind them. When we moved in to this home in June of this year we dreamed of renovating them, painting and furnishing them and offering them to friends at the hospital who would otherwise live in a single bed in a cold crowded room. The rooms began as water-damaged, surrounded by peeling paint, and covered in dirt. Just before we moved in a small team came to visit us. They caught the vision we had to create something beautiful. They worked tirelessly and where they left off I continued the job. At the end of October, two days before we left for America, we finished the renovations/painting/furnishing. I was even able to convert the small laundry/storage area into a kitchenette where guests can make their favorite food.

We are ready.

When we arrive back in Maputo in January we are eager to begin offering the space we have to people who need it much more than we do, pending hospital approval.

Below are some pictures of the work that was done. Just click on the pictures to advance inside the gallery. If you have any questions about this project, it’s funding, or really anything we do or hope to do I’d love it if you would leave that question in the comments. I will answer them the next time I post.

Before

TCF Team Working

Jon Working

Casa Ahava