Well it's been fun.... I'm sad to say good bye to the people we have met, but I am very excited to see my kids again!! :-)
Today (Jan 23rd) has been a wonderful last day. We had a meeting with the head of nursing at the Hospital to sort of "debrief". Then we spent the next several hours packing and cleaning our lovely little apartment.
Now it is 3:45pm and we are finished at the bookshop (YEA!!!). We are going to head out to the sea port and watch the ships go out, we are told this is a beautiful sight, so we hope to come back with some great pictures. Then off to dinner.
We will be at the aiirport tomorrow morning at 7am for our 9am flight that is only an our long... :-) We will only be in Dubai tomorrow (Thursday) and Friday then we head home on Saturday morning!!!! :-) And with all the time differance...only a "short 7 hours" and we will be home, of course it will actually be about 18 hours of traveling time. YEA FUN!!! :-)
Well we hope to see you all soon. If you see our kids tell them "mommy and daddy miss them and love them very much" I can't wait to see them!! :-)
Good bye for now....
Jan 23, 2008
Jan 22, 2008
Team Journal 20th, 21st, 22nd
20 January 2008
This morning, Janean and Sarah headed to the American Mission Hospital clinic in Sar. They met various doctors and patients with many stories to tell. Surveying patients has given us a great context to meet workers who have much experience and wisdom to share.
Allison and Aaron started at the AMH and then made their way to the bookshop. Thankfully, they completed inventory and now we’re pricing new books and organizing the shop to more efficiently and creatively display the books and music.
This afternoon before coming to the shop, we met with Janean’s friend who has lived in this part of the world for many, many years. She was able to share stories, wisdom, and provide contacts for various opportunities. Altogether, this trip has provided various opportunities to meet people, to network, and to discover new perspectives.
I’m excited for the next few days. We have quite a bit planned and am excited to finish strong.
21 January 2008
Today is Monday. Allison and Janean awake excited to start a new task for the hospital – we will provide office assistance in the fundraising department as they prepare for their annual “Island Classic Golf Tournament” at His Majesty, the King’s, Golf Course. Aaron and Sarah will return to the shop to continue the drawn out, yet necessary bookshop re-organization.
And so we begin. Allison and Janean enjoy hours of phone calls, packaging, recording, and any other task thrown our way. Boring? I think not. Both of us enjoy working with people, so, with tasks in hand, we breeze through the morning chit-chatting with the other ladies.
Aaron and Sarah dust, move, and altogether get A LOT done at the shop – El Hamdulallah! We enjoy some lunch, walk through the Souq where Allison decides to have her name written in Arabic and made into a necklace….it’s beautiful. Ask her to see it. I’m sure you won’t have to twist her arm, she’s quite proud of this nice necklace addition. We then eat some dinner (nothing too exciting or worth mentioning). Janean, Allison, and Sarah begin their “girl’s night out” while Aaron begins his “man night in.”
We plan to find some gifts at the local craft center, which turns out to be more like a creepy dark parking lot with no one around – just shadows, empty parking spaces, and enclosed walls – exatly where you DON’T want to be in an unknown town on an unfamiliar island……three ladies. Not to worry, we headed back down the street, stopped in a shop, bought a few trinkets and headed home for the night. We enjoyed some quality time on the couch in front of the T.V.…..and managed to scare Aaron away when we, the girlies, decided begged him to leave the channel on a Jane-Austen, Victorian Era, knock off film…….so the night continued in girls only excitement. Which consisted of random pictures, silly jokes, and altogether a grand old time.
Excited for an early night, we take advantage of the young night and head to bed.
22 January 2008
Today, Janean and Allison return to the office. Enjoying themselves with the ladies, we head down for lunch, meet up with Sarah and Aaron (who returned to the shop today and practically finished everything), then we all head into a gathering of hospital staff and workers. It’s their annual appreciation announcement time. We clapped for all the workers who have shown dedication throughout the years – some for less than ten, others more than thirty years…..incredible. we then ate lots of food. Headed to Bahrain Fort where we sorta ran around like little kids on a sugar high already suffering from ADD and desperately lacking Ritalin. Okay, maybe it was just Janean…but Allison got a bit excited too…..and Sarah scaled walls and climbed like crazy. Aaron just watched…probably from a distance. I guess we may have been embarrassing, to say the least. Malish!
Then we headed to Bahrain Mall to buy some gifts. Janean grocery-shopped filling her cart with all the goodies unavailable in Egypt….we ate. And ate. And ate some more. Then we returned to the shop where the others faithfully finish the tasks and I…..well, I’m typing away……far, far away.
Looks like things are finishing nicely. We actually had quite a few people come in tonight…….maybe more tonight than the past couple weeks. The displays have been cleaned and updated, the shelves organized to look attractive and uncluttered. Altogether, it looks like a bookshop…one that people may want to browse through. Before, it was good, but I’m glad that we were able to come and provide the practical services that we did. These are things that are difficult to manage when you have to run a shop with very, very limited help. Mission accomplished! I’m excited…..this bookshop has much potential.
This morning, Janean and Sarah headed to the American Mission Hospital clinic in Sar. They met various doctors and patients with many stories to tell. Surveying patients has given us a great context to meet workers who have much experience and wisdom to share.
Allison and Aaron started at the AMH and then made their way to the bookshop. Thankfully, they completed inventory and now we’re pricing new books and organizing the shop to more efficiently and creatively display the books and music.
This afternoon before coming to the shop, we met with Janean’s friend who has lived in this part of the world for many, many years. She was able to share stories, wisdom, and provide contacts for various opportunities. Altogether, this trip has provided various opportunities to meet people, to network, and to discover new perspectives.
I’m excited for the next few days. We have quite a bit planned and am excited to finish strong.
21 January 2008
Today is Monday. Allison and Janean awake excited to start a new task for the hospital – we will provide office assistance in the fundraising department as they prepare for their annual “Island Classic Golf Tournament” at His Majesty, the King’s, Golf Course. Aaron and Sarah will return to the shop to continue the drawn out, yet necessary bookshop re-organization.
And so we begin. Allison and Janean enjoy hours of phone calls, packaging, recording, and any other task thrown our way. Boring? I think not. Both of us enjoy working with people, so, with tasks in hand, we breeze through the morning chit-chatting with the other ladies.
Aaron and Sarah dust, move, and altogether get A LOT done at the shop – El Hamdulallah! We enjoy some lunch, walk through the Souq where Allison decides to have her name written in Arabic and made into a necklace….it’s beautiful. Ask her to see it. I’m sure you won’t have to twist her arm, she’s quite proud of this nice necklace addition. We then eat some dinner (nothing too exciting or worth mentioning). Janean, Allison, and Sarah begin their “girl’s night out” while Aaron begins his “man night in.”
We plan to find some gifts at the local craft center, which turns out to be more like a creepy dark parking lot with no one around – just shadows, empty parking spaces, and enclosed walls – exatly where you DON’T want to be in an unknown town on an unfamiliar island……three ladies. Not to worry, we headed back down the street, stopped in a shop, bought a few trinkets and headed home for the night. We enjoyed some quality time on the couch in front of the T.V.…..and managed to scare Aaron away when we, the girlies, decided begged him to leave the channel on a Jane-Austen, Victorian Era, knock off film…….so the night continued in girls only excitement. Which consisted of random pictures, silly jokes, and altogether a grand old time.
Excited for an early night, we take advantage of the young night and head to bed.
22 January 2008
Today, Janean and Allison return to the office. Enjoying themselves with the ladies, we head down for lunch, meet up with Sarah and Aaron (who returned to the shop today and practically finished everything), then we all head into a gathering of hospital staff and workers. It’s their annual appreciation announcement time. We clapped for all the workers who have shown dedication throughout the years – some for less than ten, others more than thirty years…..incredible. we then ate lots of food. Headed to Bahrain Fort where we sorta ran around like little kids on a sugar high already suffering from ADD and desperately lacking Ritalin. Okay, maybe it was just Janean…but Allison got a bit excited too…..and Sarah scaled walls and climbed like crazy. Aaron just watched…probably from a distance. I guess we may have been embarrassing, to say the least. Malish!
Then we headed to Bahrain Mall to buy some gifts. Janean grocery-shopped filling her cart with all the goodies unavailable in Egypt….we ate. And ate. And ate some more. Then we returned to the shop where the others faithfully finish the tasks and I…..well, I’m typing away……far, far away.
Looks like things are finishing nicely. We actually had quite a few people come in tonight…….maybe more tonight than the past couple weeks. The displays have been cleaned and updated, the shelves organized to look attractive and uncluttered. Altogether, it looks like a bookshop…one that people may want to browse through. Before, it was good, but I’m glad that we were able to come and provide the practical services that we did. These are things that are difficult to manage when you have to run a shop with very, very limited help. Mission accomplished! I’m excited…..this bookshop has much potential.
Jan 20, 2008
Team Journal 16th, 17th,18th, and 19th
16 January 2008
This morning, Allison and Sarah headed to the bookshop. “Why?” you may ask. Well, I underestimated the task ahead of us and well, remember two days ago when I told you that we were close to completing inventory? Yeah, that was a joke – BIG time! So, as I faithfully document the happenings of the day, the other three persevere through the daunting task of recording Titles, ISBN #s, and quantities. Fortunately, this is all handwritten, so when we come across a familiar title, all we have to do is flip through the pages of hundreds and hundreds of titles and numbers to see if we’ve already recorded that specific title. Now, now, there’s no need to be jealous :-)
In all seriousness, it’s so wonderful to be able to help out in practical ways. Some may think, “Why did they travel across the world to organize a bookshop?” Good question. When we figure out the answer, we’ll let you know! :-) Really though, you cannot come on a trip knowing what to expect, so every morning and evening, we spend time focusing and remembering why we’re here. We are here to serve in any capacity. This bookshop provides a non-threatening environment where believers and seekers are invited to flip through pages of literature answering various questions about life, business, education, etc. but most importantly, where people can behold the most important words they can ever read.
The shop owner works endless hours to keep the shop running and, sadly, there aren’t many workers to help him. Being here is an honor and should be nothing less than that. Perhaps some reading this do not understand. I can only encourage you to spend time listening to the stories. Try to understand the heart behind the stories. People do not come across the globe JUST to organize books and survey hospital patients.
There’s always more to the story. In the words of nationally syndicated radio host, Paul Harvey, “And now you know the rest of the story.” May you and many, many more know the rest of the story.
After helping at the shop, we headed to the mall to drop off a few books to the kiosk and then enjoyed some team bonding at…….APPLEBEES! Having been continuously separated these past few days, this was a good time to enjoy each other’s company, sit back, and just relax. The festival began so we went home early and spent about an hour in prayer. Chanting, pleading, yelling, and marching ceaselessly filled the air through the night.
Just prior to tucking in, Sarah and Allison found themselves entertained as Janean and Aaron “rapped” to a few favorites……it was fabulous – ghetto fabulous! “Thuggin it” is the leitmotif of the pictures documenting the evening. But rest assured, of the many things Janean pursues, rap is not one of them….as for Aaron, watch out Emenim, A-Ro is shooting straight for the bull’s-eye!
17 January 2008
This morning, Janean and Sarah began the morning surveying a whopping four patients before being summoned to the director of human resources office. They have requested our help to prepare for an upcoming annual fundraiser to provide the medical equipment needed to keep the hospital up to date. After receiving our new orders, we met up with Aaron and Allison at the bookshop to continue the seemingly endless yet necessary tasks at the shop. After an hour, we headed home for lunch, then to the Souk to look at the shops, and pray through the streets where the people march at night.
Tonight, Aaron and Janean hope to attend a lecture at a tent designated to provide information about the festival to expats. Allison and Sarah are still unsure of their plans. I’ll be sure to let you know how tonight turns out. I can guarantee one thing – tonight will be a night filled with prayer.
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Well, here’s why we journal AFTER events happen: we didn’t go to the lecture; instead, we visited with some friends before they left the island. We had a great time discussing life, the future, and many other important issues……on our way home, the taxi driver dropped us off a few blocks from our flat because the streets were blocked off for the festival.
The marchers were headed in our direction so we stood on the side of the street and waited for them to pass. After they passed, we followed/walked along side them until we reached our flat. After spending some time in prayer and debriefing, we headed for bed.
18 January 2008
The morning we’ve all been waiting for……this morning, we SLEPT IN! That’s right, you heard me….SLEPT IN! Some until 10, others until 11. Fantastic is truly an understatement. After lounging the morning away, we headed off to a friend’s house for lunch with his family. Enjoying cottage pie (also known as shepherd’s pie) and veggies, we began our 30 minute drive to the Tree of Life.
Funny story, the drive turned out to be more like, 1 hour and 30 minutes….after successfully NOT finding any signs or other directions pointing us to The Tree, we pulled into the parking lot of some important looking building to be met by two men running out of the building both fully armed and ready to do whatever it is they’re trained to do when innocent, unsuspecting tourists pull into the wrong parking lot. With a few, vague directions, we were back on the road in no time, and in even less time, had know idea where to go. He said turn right….fortunately, there were 2 rights at the same intersection and following our line of luck, we took the wrong one, which, of course, we didn’t know until driving for about fifteen minutes down a dirt road through a camping village of some sort.
Attempt #2: we take the 2nd right at the same intersection as the 1st right. We find signs saying “Tree of Life”! We must be on the getting closer, right? Ha, joke was on us. We soon found ourselves driving parallel to the freeway on a sandy road. Well, road isn’t the word I’d use…sand, sand, and sand is more like it. Thankfully, the sand wasn’t too soft and we continued on. Still, the Tree wasn’t anywhere to be found. We turn around.
Attempt #3: We ended up at another gate/parking lot with armed soldiers. Are you beginning to see a trend here? At this point, we are convinced that THE tree of life isn’t really THE tree, it’s more A tree of life. You see a sign that says “Tree of Life” and the next tree you see MUST be THE tree. But we persevere and finally find a kind young man on a dirt bike who offers to escort us to The Tree. Him and his friend zoom by on their bikes and lead us to the Tree of Life…..yes, that’s right: WE MADE IT!!!
Allison and Sarah went to the Arabic service at the National Evangelical Church where Sarah ran into her friends from Dubai who were leading worship. Excited to fellowship with Arabic speakers, Sarah wants to return to the Arabic service tomorrow. Since Janean’s ears ache to hear Mosree (Egyptian Arabic), she will join her tomorrow night.
Instead of a Christian church service, Aaron and Janean attended the “lecture” for expats regarding Ashoora. However, this lecture turned out to be more of a Shia “church” service accompanied with songs (suras being chanted) and a very passionate message. Interestingly, Mohammad was mentioned only as Hussein’s grandfather. Other than this mention, Hussein seems to be “the man” of Shia religion. As the speaker graphically described Hussein’s death and the accompanying events, sobs quickly turned to pitiful wailing. The first segment focused on love as completely essential to the Shia’s faith. Without love, faith, belief, religion, and everything else means nothing. Hussein is the ultimate example of this love. It is because of his love for Allah that allowed him to suffer what he suffered. There has never been and never will be anyone like him.
As Christians, we discussed how Jesus has truly turned our mourning into laughing and our sorrow into joy. We have nothing to mourn. We celebrate life and life ABUNDANTLY! Good news is an understatement. We have the best news ever. What keeps us from sharing this? Sometimes I wonder if I’m fully convinced of this. During the message, the speaker focused on three main points:
Know Allah
See Allah
Love Allah
When you spend time knowing Allah, you begin to experience the constant struggle between your own desires and his desires. As you persevere through this struggle, you begin to see Allah in the events, occurrences, and people around you. You don’t see yourself in contrast to Allah, you see Allah and just Allah. This inevitably leads to loving Allah. At this point, the spectrum of pain and pleasure flops. Pain and pleasure are no longer based on the presence or absence of comfort but based on the presence absence of Allah. Separation from Allah is ultimate pain. This is why Hussein is exemplified as love – he loved Allah so much that his gruesome death pails in comparison to the pain he would’ve experience had he not fought for Allah.
Anyway, this was truly an enlightening experience. Ask any of us to share about these past few days during the Ashoora festival.
19 January 2008
Today we drove over the bridge to Saudi Arabia. We stopped at the tourist center before crossing the half-way point. (As far as you can go without a visa, and they don't give tourist visa...bummer for us.) We took pictures, Aaron put is hands in the water, we drank coffee, and prayed for the fog that covered Saudi Arabia ahead of us.
And then it was off to the camel camp. That’s right, we camped with camels. Okay, we restrained ourselves and didn’t stay the night, but we did go on a short ride….and by short, we went around in five little circles. Although a few of us had ridden camels, this was a unique experience because the camels were not saddled. Instead of sitting in front of the hump we sat behind it. Our camel ride was cut short because this mamma camel was trying to feed her babies and wasn’t thrilled by our interruption, understandably.
Janean made friends with a camel who, at one point, rested it’s head on her lap. She named him Camil (Cah-meal). In Mosree, Gah-meal means beautiful. So she suitingly combined Camel and Gamil. Brilliant, I know.
On our way to our friend’s house, we drove through a Shia village followed by another delicious meal at our friend’s house.
While enjoying pleasant conversation during dessert, a very interesting topic surfaced: death of workers in the field. Encouraging for all aspiring long-term workers.
Then Allison and Aaron went out to dinner and Janean went with Sarah to get her Mosree fix. Janean met Sarah’s friends. We met various people – a lady from Greece, a couple from Syria, a few Egyptians, Persians, an MBB, a Bahraini, and a few others. Altogether, it was an enjoyable evening. But it didn’t end there. After we finished our brief debrief, Janean and Sarah stayed up talking until 2am. Luckily we have a busy day tomorrow. :-)
This morning, Allison and Sarah headed to the bookshop. “Why?” you may ask. Well, I underestimated the task ahead of us and well, remember two days ago when I told you that we were close to completing inventory? Yeah, that was a joke – BIG time! So, as I faithfully document the happenings of the day, the other three persevere through the daunting task of recording Titles, ISBN #s, and quantities. Fortunately, this is all handwritten, so when we come across a familiar title, all we have to do is flip through the pages of hundreds and hundreds of titles and numbers to see if we’ve already recorded that specific title. Now, now, there’s no need to be jealous :-)
In all seriousness, it’s so wonderful to be able to help out in practical ways. Some may think, “Why did they travel across the world to organize a bookshop?” Good question. When we figure out the answer, we’ll let you know! :-) Really though, you cannot come on a trip knowing what to expect, so every morning and evening, we spend time focusing and remembering why we’re here. We are here to serve in any capacity. This bookshop provides a non-threatening environment where believers and seekers are invited to flip through pages of literature answering various questions about life, business, education, etc. but most importantly, where people can behold the most important words they can ever read.
The shop owner works endless hours to keep the shop running and, sadly, there aren’t many workers to help him. Being here is an honor and should be nothing less than that. Perhaps some reading this do not understand. I can only encourage you to spend time listening to the stories. Try to understand the heart behind the stories. People do not come across the globe JUST to organize books and survey hospital patients.
There’s always more to the story. In the words of nationally syndicated radio host, Paul Harvey, “And now you know the rest of the story.” May you and many, many more know the rest of the story.
After helping at the shop, we headed to the mall to drop off a few books to the kiosk and then enjoyed some team bonding at…….APPLEBEES! Having been continuously separated these past few days, this was a good time to enjoy each other’s company, sit back, and just relax. The festival began so we went home early and spent about an hour in prayer. Chanting, pleading, yelling, and marching ceaselessly filled the air through the night.
Just prior to tucking in, Sarah and Allison found themselves entertained as Janean and Aaron “rapped” to a few favorites……it was fabulous – ghetto fabulous! “Thuggin it” is the leitmotif of the pictures documenting the evening. But rest assured, of the many things Janean pursues, rap is not one of them….as for Aaron, watch out Emenim, A-Ro is shooting straight for the bull’s-eye!
17 January 2008
This morning, Janean and Sarah began the morning surveying a whopping four patients before being summoned to the director of human resources office. They have requested our help to prepare for an upcoming annual fundraiser to provide the medical equipment needed to keep the hospital up to date. After receiving our new orders, we met up with Aaron and Allison at the bookshop to continue the seemingly endless yet necessary tasks at the shop. After an hour, we headed home for lunch, then to the Souk to look at the shops, and pray through the streets where the people march at night.
Tonight, Aaron and Janean hope to attend a lecture at a tent designated to provide information about the festival to expats. Allison and Sarah are still unsure of their plans. I’ll be sure to let you know how tonight turns out. I can guarantee one thing – tonight will be a night filled with prayer.
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Well, here’s why we journal AFTER events happen: we didn’t go to the lecture; instead, we visited with some friends before they left the island. We had a great time discussing life, the future, and many other important issues……on our way home, the taxi driver dropped us off a few blocks from our flat because the streets were blocked off for the festival.
The marchers were headed in our direction so we stood on the side of the street and waited for them to pass. After they passed, we followed/walked along side them until we reached our flat. After spending some time in prayer and debriefing, we headed for bed.
18 January 2008
The morning we’ve all been waiting for……this morning, we SLEPT IN! That’s right, you heard me….SLEPT IN! Some until 10, others until 11. Fantastic is truly an understatement. After lounging the morning away, we headed off to a friend’s house for lunch with his family. Enjoying cottage pie (also known as shepherd’s pie) and veggies, we began our 30 minute drive to the Tree of Life.
Funny story, the drive turned out to be more like, 1 hour and 30 minutes….after successfully NOT finding any signs or other directions pointing us to The Tree, we pulled into the parking lot of some important looking building to be met by two men running out of the building both fully armed and ready to do whatever it is they’re trained to do when innocent, unsuspecting tourists pull into the wrong parking lot. With a few, vague directions, we were back on the road in no time, and in even less time, had know idea where to go. He said turn right….fortunately, there were 2 rights at the same intersection and following our line of luck, we took the wrong one, which, of course, we didn’t know until driving for about fifteen minutes down a dirt road through a camping village of some sort.
Attempt #2: we take the 2nd right at the same intersection as the 1st right. We find signs saying “Tree of Life”! We must be on the getting closer, right? Ha, joke was on us. We soon found ourselves driving parallel to the freeway on a sandy road. Well, road isn’t the word I’d use…sand, sand, and sand is more like it. Thankfully, the sand wasn’t too soft and we continued on. Still, the Tree wasn’t anywhere to be found. We turn around.
Attempt #3: We ended up at another gate/parking lot with armed soldiers. Are you beginning to see a trend here? At this point, we are convinced that THE tree of life isn’t really THE tree, it’s more A tree of life. You see a sign that says “Tree of Life” and the next tree you see MUST be THE tree. But we persevere and finally find a kind young man on a dirt bike who offers to escort us to The Tree. Him and his friend zoom by on their bikes and lead us to the Tree of Life…..yes, that’s right: WE MADE IT!!!
Allison and Sarah went to the Arabic service at the National Evangelical Church where Sarah ran into her friends from Dubai who were leading worship. Excited to fellowship with Arabic speakers, Sarah wants to return to the Arabic service tomorrow. Since Janean’s ears ache to hear Mosree (Egyptian Arabic), she will join her tomorrow night.
Instead of a Christian church service, Aaron and Janean attended the “lecture” for expats regarding Ashoora. However, this lecture turned out to be more of a Shia “church” service accompanied with songs (suras being chanted) and a very passionate message. Interestingly, Mohammad was mentioned only as Hussein’s grandfather. Other than this mention, Hussein seems to be “the man” of Shia religion. As the speaker graphically described Hussein’s death and the accompanying events, sobs quickly turned to pitiful wailing. The first segment focused on love as completely essential to the Shia’s faith. Without love, faith, belief, religion, and everything else means nothing. Hussein is the ultimate example of this love. It is because of his love for Allah that allowed him to suffer what he suffered. There has never been and never will be anyone like him.
As Christians, we discussed how Jesus has truly turned our mourning into laughing and our sorrow into joy. We have nothing to mourn. We celebrate life and life ABUNDANTLY! Good news is an understatement. We have the best news ever. What keeps us from sharing this? Sometimes I wonder if I’m fully convinced of this. During the message, the speaker focused on three main points:
Know Allah
See Allah
Love Allah
When you spend time knowing Allah, you begin to experience the constant struggle between your own desires and his desires. As you persevere through this struggle, you begin to see Allah in the events, occurrences, and people around you. You don’t see yourself in contrast to Allah, you see Allah and just Allah. This inevitably leads to loving Allah. At this point, the spectrum of pain and pleasure flops. Pain and pleasure are no longer based on the presence or absence of comfort but based on the presence absence of Allah. Separation from Allah is ultimate pain. This is why Hussein is exemplified as love – he loved Allah so much that his gruesome death pails in comparison to the pain he would’ve experience had he not fought for Allah.
Anyway, this was truly an enlightening experience. Ask any of us to share about these past few days during the Ashoora festival.
19 January 2008
Today we drove over the bridge to Saudi Arabia. We stopped at the tourist center before crossing the half-way point. (As far as you can go without a visa, and they don't give tourist visa...bummer for us.) We took pictures, Aaron put is hands in the water, we drank coffee, and prayed for the fog that covered Saudi Arabia ahead of us.
And then it was off to the camel camp. That’s right, we camped with camels. Okay, we restrained ourselves and didn’t stay the night, but we did go on a short ride….and by short, we went around in five little circles. Although a few of us had ridden camels, this was a unique experience because the camels were not saddled. Instead of sitting in front of the hump we sat behind it. Our camel ride was cut short because this mamma camel was trying to feed her babies and wasn’t thrilled by our interruption, understandably.
Janean made friends with a camel who, at one point, rested it’s head on her lap. She named him Camil (Cah-meal). In Mosree, Gah-meal means beautiful. So she suitingly combined Camel and Gamil. Brilliant, I know.
On our way to our friend’s house, we drove through a Shia village followed by another delicious meal at our friend’s house.
While enjoying pleasant conversation during dessert, a very interesting topic surfaced: death of workers in the field. Encouraging for all aspiring long-term workers.
Then Allison and Aaron went out to dinner and Janean went with Sarah to get her Mosree fix. Janean met Sarah’s friends. We met various people – a lady from Greece, a couple from Syria, a few Egyptians, Persians, an MBB, a Bahraini, and a few others. Altogether, it was an enjoyable evening. But it didn’t end there. After we finished our brief debrief, Janean and Sarah stayed up talking until 2am. Luckily we have a busy day tomorrow. :-)
Jan 16, 2008
team journal Jan 12th, 13th, 14th and 15th
12 January 2008
Today, we started our day off at the bookshop. Aaron spent some significant time speaking with the bookshop owner’s friend who wants to practice his English. Excited to practice with a native English speaker, Aaron’s new friend promised to return tomorrow.
While Aaron and Sarah rested, Janean and Allison caught a taxi to Seef Mall, which is right across the highway from Bahrain Mall. And we just found out that another mall will be completed in September along with Shop-o-holic Anonymous!
Everyone met at the bookshop to enjoy a Mexican dinner that Janean and Allison picked up from the mall. Once again, I’d like to bring your attention to the diversity experience in Bahrain – Cali couple, Japanese American, Swiss-German-Jordanian enjoying enchiladas, burritos, and tacos…..the excitement ensues. We then continued to work on inventory, labeling the DVD’s to sell in the bookshop and at the kiosk in Bahrain Mall.
Sarah and Aaron felt better when they woke up this morning, but as the day continued on, they started to feel worse. We continue to pray for their health and for the other teams.
We also had a surprise appearance from bird lady. Bird lady’s poor eyes require her to wear hideous magnifying glasses, which some may consider glasses. Anyway, she likes to inhabit our living room and randomly scare our cooing neighbors away. Against Janean’s wishes, the team has decided not to adopt Bird lady as a team member. Maalish!
13 January 2008
This morning, Janean’s friend who lives here dropped off a mobile phone for us to borrow. This allows us to communicate with the other teams, which is quite exciting. Half of the Oman team is sick so we continue to pray for them, and we haven’t heard back from the Yemen team.
We met at the bookshop for some team time then headed to the hospital where we met the CEO and other important people who gave us a tour and orientated us for our upcoming duties, which begin tomorrow. As outsiders, the hospital wants us to conduct surveys so patients can express their opinions without feeling threatened. This is great since we will be able to connect with local people.
At the bookshop, we have almost completed the inventory process. The DVD labels are coming along. Aaron spent about an hour with his new friend talking about all sorts of things. His friend is open to talking about politics, religion, business, life, etc. As long as he can practice speaking English. He brought falafels for us tonight and wants to bring a small meal for all of us sometime this week! Sweet.
The weather has been overcast and rainy so the malls have been relatively empty. However, we walked around the mall today covering this place with prayer.
We went to Seef Mall and split into two groups – Aaron and Allison, Janean and Sarah. We walked around on a prayer walk for a few hours and then ate dinner before going to the bookshop.
Sarah is feeling better; although, her throat is still a bit sore. Allison misses her darling daughters.
14 January 2008
Today, we started volunteering at the hospital. By we, I mean Allison, Sarah, and Janean. Aaron began his hospital excitement as a patient. He decided to see a doctor about his progressing death cough. The doc prescribed him cough medicine, which will hopefully help reduce and eventually end his death-like cough (Praise the Lord!).
Getting patient feed-back regarding services received at the hospital isn’t the most exciting job. The highlights include the rare conversation with patients healthy enough to have a decent conversation. Sarah got the contact information for a very nice lady, Janean made friends with a few of the nurses, and Allison was sadly placed in the worst section of the hospitals – where patients rarely come and nurses hide behind partitions all day. I’m not sure what goes on behind those partitions, but whatever’s happening, the patients want nothing to do with it .
Janean met up with her friend for coffee and had a great time! When she FINALLY returned to her patiently awaiting team, the girls headed to Bahrain mall for some groceries (which of course includes a “few” stops here and there….) and Aaron headed to the bookstore to get the latest on the football playoffs….I mean to work. Which he ended up doing all alone since a “few stops here and there” quickly (or should I say slowly) turned into a Girls’ Night at the Mall and Boy Night in the Shop. Funny how that works.
With the weather improving, we hope to get out a bit and see some of the sights. We hope tomorrow will hold a bit more excitement. In the meanwhile, last night we had a wonderful team de-brief, which consisted of prayer and acapella worship.
With about ten days left, we are hoping to make the most of our time. Far more familiar with public transportation, the next few days are sure to be full of memories and significant experiences.
On Thursday, the Ashura Festival honoring the martyred Hussein begins. This festival is for Shia Muslims and focuses on the suffering. The participants feel a need to suffer as Hussein suffered, which typically consists of cutting their foreheads and continually slapping or hitting their cuts in order to spill blood. Participants range from young boys to well-aged men. We have been and will continue to pray.
Ending on a good note, today we enjoyed a surprise visit from a jujitsu gypsy….I bet you thought they were extinct (Allison has a photo for proof): welcome to Bahrain. She lives in the bathroom of room 505 at the American Mission Hospital and enjoys sneak attacking unsuspecting kitchen dwellers. Once again, Janean is left disappointed as the team vetoes her attempts to inaugurate Jujitsu Gypsy into our team. Better luck tomorrow!
I look forward to updating you with more details…..I trust that our adventure will continue with excitement and anticipation as we search for opportunities to serve!
15 January 2008
Aaron’s health improves. Sarah, Allison, and Janean seem to be fully fueled, rejuvenated, and ready for the business of Bahrain (or lack thereof).
Putting our super surveying skills to use, we went to work about the hospital. Sarah had some great opportunities to speak with some women who decided to read the Bible in the waiting room. Speaking both Arabic and English, she is able to converse with many people. Janean got to eat some wonderful Indian food with the nurses in the pediatrics department while chit chatting about life, love, and…..food. One nurse shared her story – married off at 14, first child at 17, and desperately awaiting old age (to pass the time), this 30 year old nurse encouraged Janean to wait as long as possible to get married. Allison spent time roaming between different halls enjoying pleasant conversations with various people. Aaron spent the majority of his morning praying for patients coming in and out of the outpatient clinic. Since this corridor keeps busy, many people were lifted in prayer thanks to his dedication and perseverance.
Aaron and Allison had a night out, indulging in fine, American dining at the Hard Rock Café. Enjoying their freedom from Janean, Sarah, Bird Lady, and Jujitsu Gypsy (a rare commodity), they relaxed and spent necessary time together topped off with good’ol nachos, fajitas, and a brownie sundae. A date night in the Gulf, a dream come true, I’m sure. And they have the pictures to prove it……although, in typical fashion, the pictures do not include themselves, just the nachos and wall decorations. We’ll work on this
What do you get when you put a Swiss-German-Jordanian-Half Jap-from Hawaii in an English, Arabic book kiosk in a Bahraini Mall full of Saudis, Filipinos, Indians, Europeans, and everyone in between? A night full of excitement, obviously. From conversations with a Filipino about starting your own business to a Saudi about the Bible and Qu’ran, the night continued with a lot of prayers, smiles, and friendly chit-chat.
Today, we started our day off at the bookshop. Aaron spent some significant time speaking with the bookshop owner’s friend who wants to practice his English. Excited to practice with a native English speaker, Aaron’s new friend promised to return tomorrow.
While Aaron and Sarah rested, Janean and Allison caught a taxi to Seef Mall, which is right across the highway from Bahrain Mall. And we just found out that another mall will be completed in September along with Shop-o-holic Anonymous!
Everyone met at the bookshop to enjoy a Mexican dinner that Janean and Allison picked up from the mall. Once again, I’d like to bring your attention to the diversity experience in Bahrain – Cali couple, Japanese American, Swiss-German-Jordanian enjoying enchiladas, burritos, and tacos…..the excitement ensues. We then continued to work on inventory, labeling the DVD’s to sell in the bookshop and at the kiosk in Bahrain Mall.
Sarah and Aaron felt better when they woke up this morning, but as the day continued on, they started to feel worse. We continue to pray for their health and for the other teams.
We also had a surprise appearance from bird lady. Bird lady’s poor eyes require her to wear hideous magnifying glasses, which some may consider glasses. Anyway, she likes to inhabit our living room and randomly scare our cooing neighbors away. Against Janean’s wishes, the team has decided not to adopt Bird lady as a team member. Maalish!
13 January 2008
This morning, Janean’s friend who lives here dropped off a mobile phone for us to borrow. This allows us to communicate with the other teams, which is quite exciting. Half of the Oman team is sick so we continue to pray for them, and we haven’t heard back from the Yemen team.
We met at the bookshop for some team time then headed to the hospital where we met the CEO and other important people who gave us a tour and orientated us for our upcoming duties, which begin tomorrow. As outsiders, the hospital wants us to conduct surveys so patients can express their opinions without feeling threatened. This is great since we will be able to connect with local people.
At the bookshop, we have almost completed the inventory process. The DVD labels are coming along. Aaron spent about an hour with his new friend talking about all sorts of things. His friend is open to talking about politics, religion, business, life, etc. As long as he can practice speaking English. He brought falafels for us tonight and wants to bring a small meal for all of us sometime this week! Sweet.
The weather has been overcast and rainy so the malls have been relatively empty. However, we walked around the mall today covering this place with prayer.
We went to Seef Mall and split into two groups – Aaron and Allison, Janean and Sarah. We walked around on a prayer walk for a few hours and then ate dinner before going to the bookshop.
Sarah is feeling better; although, her throat is still a bit sore. Allison misses her darling daughters.
14 January 2008
Today, we started volunteering at the hospital. By we, I mean Allison, Sarah, and Janean. Aaron began his hospital excitement as a patient. He decided to see a doctor about his progressing death cough. The doc prescribed him cough medicine, which will hopefully help reduce and eventually end his death-like cough (Praise the Lord!).
Getting patient feed-back regarding services received at the hospital isn’t the most exciting job. The highlights include the rare conversation with patients healthy enough to have a decent conversation. Sarah got the contact information for a very nice lady, Janean made friends with a few of the nurses, and Allison was sadly placed in the worst section of the hospitals – where patients rarely come and nurses hide behind partitions all day. I’m not sure what goes on behind those partitions, but whatever’s happening, the patients want nothing to do with it .
Janean met up with her friend for coffee and had a great time! When she FINALLY returned to her patiently awaiting team, the girls headed to Bahrain mall for some groceries (which of course includes a “few” stops here and there….) and Aaron headed to the bookstore to get the latest on the football playoffs….I mean to work. Which he ended up doing all alone since a “few stops here and there” quickly (or should I say slowly) turned into a Girls’ Night at the Mall and Boy Night in the Shop. Funny how that works.
With the weather improving, we hope to get out a bit and see some of the sights. We hope tomorrow will hold a bit more excitement. In the meanwhile, last night we had a wonderful team de-brief, which consisted of prayer and acapella worship.
With about ten days left, we are hoping to make the most of our time. Far more familiar with public transportation, the next few days are sure to be full of memories and significant experiences.
On Thursday, the Ashura Festival honoring the martyred Hussein begins. This festival is for Shia Muslims and focuses on the suffering. The participants feel a need to suffer as Hussein suffered, which typically consists of cutting their foreheads and continually slapping or hitting their cuts in order to spill blood. Participants range from young boys to well-aged men. We have been and will continue to pray.
Ending on a good note, today we enjoyed a surprise visit from a jujitsu gypsy….I bet you thought they were extinct (Allison has a photo for proof): welcome to Bahrain. She lives in the bathroom of room 505 at the American Mission Hospital and enjoys sneak attacking unsuspecting kitchen dwellers. Once again, Janean is left disappointed as the team vetoes her attempts to inaugurate Jujitsu Gypsy into our team. Better luck tomorrow!
I look forward to updating you with more details…..I trust that our adventure will continue with excitement and anticipation as we search for opportunities to serve!
15 January 2008
Aaron’s health improves. Sarah, Allison, and Janean seem to be fully fueled, rejuvenated, and ready for the business of Bahrain (or lack thereof).
Putting our super surveying skills to use, we went to work about the hospital. Sarah had some great opportunities to speak with some women who decided to read the Bible in the waiting room. Speaking both Arabic and English, she is able to converse with many people. Janean got to eat some wonderful Indian food with the nurses in the pediatrics department while chit chatting about life, love, and…..food. One nurse shared her story – married off at 14, first child at 17, and desperately awaiting old age (to pass the time), this 30 year old nurse encouraged Janean to wait as long as possible to get married. Allison spent time roaming between different halls enjoying pleasant conversations with various people. Aaron spent the majority of his morning praying for patients coming in and out of the outpatient clinic. Since this corridor keeps busy, many people were lifted in prayer thanks to his dedication and perseverance.
Aaron and Allison had a night out, indulging in fine, American dining at the Hard Rock Café. Enjoying their freedom from Janean, Sarah, Bird Lady, and Jujitsu Gypsy (a rare commodity), they relaxed and spent necessary time together topped off with good’ol nachos, fajitas, and a brownie sundae. A date night in the Gulf, a dream come true, I’m sure. And they have the pictures to prove it……although, in typical fashion, the pictures do not include themselves, just the nachos and wall decorations. We’ll work on this
What do you get when you put a Swiss-German-Jordanian-Half Jap-from Hawaii in an English, Arabic book kiosk in a Bahraini Mall full of Saudis, Filipinos, Indians, Europeans, and everyone in between? A night full of excitement, obviously. From conversations with a Filipino about starting your own business to a Saudi about the Bible and Qu’ran, the night continued with a lot of prayers, smiles, and friendly chit-chat.
Jan 12, 2008
our team journal
11 January 2008
Home: Hospital mazes and hyper-markets
Welcome to Bahrain!
And so, Team Bahrain begins: Aaron, Allison, Sarah, and Janean. Here we are, sitting at Gate 6 amused by our honorary 5th member, 20 Questions entertaining us with random questions such as, “Is it bigger than a pound of butter?” or “Does it bring joy to people?” Minding our own business, ignoring the awkward stares of others, our team bonding continues interrupted by a giggly toddler who decides to attack innocent Allison. It was more of a hit-and-run, minus the run. A waddle is more like it, and accompanied with a child’s rendition of the evil laugh, this little tyke succeeded in his endeavors, and his memory will forever be recorded in the happenings of Team Bahrain.
20 Questions in pocket, luggage in tow, we finally land in Bahrain. Minus passport control’s suspicion of Janean’s identity, everyone made it through just fine. Hungry, tired, and full of eager anticipation, we load our cart –
Seven pieces of luggage, check
Five team members, check
Passports, check
Hungry stomachs, double check
Stepping out of the airport, we are quickly greeted as the “three Americans and one Swiss-German-Jordanian.” I suppose no one had difficulties identifying us, obviously. Loading our luggage into two vehicles, we begin our journey through the extensive city of Bahrain toward the American Mission Hospital, which will be home for the next two weeks.
Parking across the street, we strap on our backpacks, roll our suitcases, and trek our way across the street, open the door to the hospital, and breath in the warm air in relief – we’re finally home! Elhamdulallah, right?
Or not. Little did we know what lay ahead: too many corners, a few elevator rides, one bridge, various doors until, at last, room 505 – Home sweet home!
Following sighs of relief as we sink into the living room couches, quick introductions, we make our way to Bahrain Mall – food our goal. Nothing will stop us now. One hour later, here we sit, Allison and Aaron, the Cali couple, enjoy Japanese grill; Janean, the half-Jap from Hawaii and Sarah, the Swiss-German-Jordanian indulge in tasty Persian Grill. Diversity is an understatement.
Finally fed, we begin our journey through the hyper-market. Yes, hyper-market, not to be confused with supermarket. Just imagine the excitement, or lack thereof, as four of us tired and fed, stroll, or lag rather, through too many aisles, filled with too many options, thinking of one thing: bed! With a common goal in mind, we persevere, pay, load up, and head home. Day one, done.
As the journalist of the team, I feel the responsibility to not simply record the happenings of our days, but the shared thoughts, concerns, and overall feeling circulating throughout our team. With everything that was prayed over our team, I am convinced that our time here will not be in vain. Each of us has a role to play, and in my opinion (I’m sure the others will agree), each member was hand-picked for this team. We continually come together in prayer – for Bahrain, for our team, and for the Yemen and Oman teams. We trust that our Father will guide them with wisdom as we all go forth with a common purpose – to glorify Him.
We are very excited to hear the stories when we meet again. Until then, blessings. Tonight, Sarah is starting to feel ill and Aaron still suffers from a death-like cough.
12 January 2008
Of rocking chairs, cheddar cheese, pigeons, and fresh milk.
Waking up to our adamant neighbors determined to introduce themselves, we meet our ledge-dwelling pigeon friends. Although, at 4:30 in the morning, I question the friendliness of our neighbors. By 8:45, we are up and ready to start our two week stay with fellowship at the National Evangelical Church. Consisting of mostly expatriates from India, Philippines, North Africa, and beyond, we enjoy the diversity of the congregation and awe at the almost exclusively western service structure. Regardless of which, we shake a few hands, sip some tea and coffee in the gloomy, slightly rainy weather.
We then enjoyed a nice Filipino, all you can eat buffet with our friend and his family, followed by a much-needed two hour nap. According to our vague schedule, the majority of our time will be split between the hospital, the bookshop that our friend owns, and the mall where we can help at the book kiosk, meet various people at coffee shops, or wherever else. Tonight, Allison and Sarah went to the mall and dedicated their time to praying for those around them. Janean and Aaron began the tedious inventory process at the bookshop.
Sarah is feeling worse, Aarons death-like cough is, as Allison prescribes, still sounds like death. Thankfully, Allison and Sarah bought a few needed groceries: toilet paper, cheddar cheese (Janean’s excitement is embarrassing), subway sandwiches, and most importantly, CINNABONS!!! Our time in Bahrain is off to a tough start, trust me!
Unsure of what’s to come, yet equally excited, we spend time praying together and praying for each other – especially for Sarah who is feeling worse.
Home: Hospital mazes and hyper-markets
Welcome to Bahrain!
And so, Team Bahrain begins: Aaron, Allison, Sarah, and Janean. Here we are, sitting at Gate 6 amused by our honorary 5th member, 20 Questions entertaining us with random questions such as, “Is it bigger than a pound of butter?” or “Does it bring joy to people?” Minding our own business, ignoring the awkward stares of others, our team bonding continues interrupted by a giggly toddler who decides to attack innocent Allison. It was more of a hit-and-run, minus the run. A waddle is more like it, and accompanied with a child’s rendition of the evil laugh, this little tyke succeeded in his endeavors, and his memory will forever be recorded in the happenings of Team Bahrain.
20 Questions in pocket, luggage in tow, we finally land in Bahrain. Minus passport control’s suspicion of Janean’s identity, everyone made it through just fine. Hungry, tired, and full of eager anticipation, we load our cart –
Seven pieces of luggage, check
Five team members, check
Passports, check
Hungry stomachs, double check
Stepping out of the airport, we are quickly greeted as the “three Americans and one Swiss-German-Jordanian.” I suppose no one had difficulties identifying us, obviously. Loading our luggage into two vehicles, we begin our journey through the extensive city of Bahrain toward the American Mission Hospital, which will be home for the next two weeks.
Parking across the street, we strap on our backpacks, roll our suitcases, and trek our way across the street, open the door to the hospital, and breath in the warm air in relief – we’re finally home! Elhamdulallah, right?
Or not. Little did we know what lay ahead: too many corners, a few elevator rides, one bridge, various doors until, at last, room 505 – Home sweet home!
Following sighs of relief as we sink into the living room couches, quick introductions, we make our way to Bahrain Mall – food our goal. Nothing will stop us now. One hour later, here we sit, Allison and Aaron, the Cali couple, enjoy Japanese grill; Janean, the half-Jap from Hawaii and Sarah, the Swiss-German-Jordanian indulge in tasty Persian Grill. Diversity is an understatement.
Finally fed, we begin our journey through the hyper-market. Yes, hyper-market, not to be confused with supermarket. Just imagine the excitement, or lack thereof, as four of us tired and fed, stroll, or lag rather, through too many aisles, filled with too many options, thinking of one thing: bed! With a common goal in mind, we persevere, pay, load up, and head home. Day one, done.
As the journalist of the team, I feel the responsibility to not simply record the happenings of our days, but the shared thoughts, concerns, and overall feeling circulating throughout our team. With everything that was prayed over our team, I am convinced that our time here will not be in vain. Each of us has a role to play, and in my opinion (I’m sure the others will agree), each member was hand-picked for this team. We continually come together in prayer – for Bahrain, for our team, and for the Yemen and Oman teams. We trust that our Father will guide them with wisdom as we all go forth with a common purpose – to glorify Him.
We are very excited to hear the stories when we meet again. Until then, blessings. Tonight, Sarah is starting to feel ill and Aaron still suffers from a death-like cough.
12 January 2008
Of rocking chairs, cheddar cheese, pigeons, and fresh milk.
Waking up to our adamant neighbors determined to introduce themselves, we meet our ledge-dwelling pigeon friends. Although, at 4:30 in the morning, I question the friendliness of our neighbors. By 8:45, we are up and ready to start our two week stay with fellowship at the National Evangelical Church. Consisting of mostly expatriates from India, Philippines, North Africa, and beyond, we enjoy the diversity of the congregation and awe at the almost exclusively western service structure. Regardless of which, we shake a few hands, sip some tea and coffee in the gloomy, slightly rainy weather.
We then enjoyed a nice Filipino, all you can eat buffet with our friend and his family, followed by a much-needed two hour nap. According to our vague schedule, the majority of our time will be split between the hospital, the bookshop that our friend owns, and the mall where we can help at the book kiosk, meet various people at coffee shops, or wherever else. Tonight, Allison and Sarah went to the mall and dedicated their time to praying for those around them. Janean and Aaron began the tedious inventory process at the bookshop.
Sarah is feeling worse, Aarons death-like cough is, as Allison prescribes, still sounds like death. Thankfully, Allison and Sarah bought a few needed groceries: toilet paper, cheddar cheese (Janean’s excitement is embarrassing), subway sandwiches, and most importantly, CINNABONS!!! Our time in Bahrain is off to a tough start, trust me!
Unsure of what’s to come, yet equally excited, we spend time praying together and praying for each other – especially for Sarah who is feeling worse.
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