Tenwek

I have to confess something. I am envious of our oldest boys. They are voracious readers. They can sit for hours and just devour book after book, as if they have nothing else to do! I love to read. I have very little time to read. I am thankful for books that I do finish, and that come into my life and change who I am or how I see things. That is just what happened as I finished reading Miracle at Tenwek this past week. It is the story of Dr. Ernie Steury, the first missionary doctor at Tenwek Hospital. He and his wife, Sue, embodied the call we all have to the Great Commission (Matthew 28:19). They pressed on through all kinds of circumstances, and it seemed that their primary mission always was to see each person before them, not to think of themselves as better or more privileged in any way, but to humbly serve the people in their path, and ultimately to share the hope of Jesus Christ. Ernie, of course, did that mainly through medicine. He was the only doctor at Tenwek for over 10 years. Treating and performing surgery on hundreds of thousands of the Kipsigis people in that area of Kenya. They came to endearingly refer to him as “Mosonik,” which was his Kipsigis name. Some people would come from many miles away, even spending the night on the lawn of Tenwek, just to see Mosonik and have hope of being healed of whatever ailment they were suffering from. The hospital ran at almost 200% capacity at times, with patient “beds” being set up on the floors and all around. Ernie would just kneel down and assess his patients on the floor if he needed to. There was such a great need there. Ernie was clearly a gifted doctor, but he never let people think that he was the one with the power to heal. He was always pointing to the Lord as the true Healer. He would pray and share the gospel over and over with his patients. Countless people's lives have been forever changed by this man. His legacy is amazing.

One thing that really hit me was to see the simple obedience of the Steury's, and as a result, the subsequent blessings that Lord bestowed on their lives. I am not talking about money or power, prestige, or even health. I'm talking about mostly intangible blessings. One example was the many medical miracles he was able to witness–the times of seeming “coincidence” where God truly provided exactly what they needed when they needed it, in order to heal someone. He also recieved the joy of knowing many he treated and witnessed to had come to Christ and were leading a life of following the Lord, and of knowing that all of his children are walking closely with the Lord. After many years of being the “lone” doctor at Tenwek, Ernie and Sue also ended up being blessed to be surrounded by many treasured friends and family in Christ there, and to see an amazing hospital be built up at Tenwek to serve the Kenyan people.

One year ago, I had only known that Tenwek was a mission hospital in rural Africa, and I was sort of fighting with God that he may want us to go there one day. I know now that Tenwek is nothing short of a miracle of the Lord. He set his hand of blessing upon that place. It has grown into one of the leading missions hospitals in Africa. That never seemed to be Ernie Steury's dream, or even an idea of his at first. He definitely never took the credit for himself. He was just a humble servant, remaining faithful and continuing to take one step after the other following where the Lord led, living out the gospel wherever he was.

I want to take a few things away from this book:

1. Stay faithful. The Lord will always be there to help us no matter what challenges we may face. (So simple, yet so profound)

2. Integrity, gentleness and humility are things to strive for.

3. Treat the heart that is before you. Whether in medicine, or as a mom, or just in life in general, I want to see the one who is before me. Wherever I am. To be a servant of the Lord is to truly ask, not “What can this person do for me?” But instead, “How does God want me to help this person?”

I am thankful for the Steury's and their legacy at Tenwek. I know there is a lot we have to learn as we journey there in just one month from now. I am thankful for the privilege to take even a small part in the great things God is doing there.

 

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Lay me down

It has been humbling to receive the outpouring of love and support from our friends, family and our church. Humbling, and even a bit overwhelming. Every time another person offers that encouraging word or prayer, or expresses a desire to help, I feel overwhelmed that they care so much. I am so thankful. But I have to admit, sometimes I almost want to look behind me and say, are you sure you’re talking to me? We’ve never sought out the spotlight. In fact, maybe it’s come from insecurity in some ways, but I’ve usually gone out of my way to stay pretty private about our life. Something a dear friend said to me when we were questioning starting this blog has stuck with me. She said, “This story resonates with people. Normal people don’t do this!” Ha. I don’t know if we’ve ever felt too normal. But even as we are getting ready to take our family halfway across the world, we definitely feel a sense of peace and confirmation that it is absoutely what God wants us to do.

Another humbling–and sometimes painful–reality is that the Lord is shedding something in us. He’s stripping away many things we’ve been clinging too tightly to in our lives. He is asking us to sacrifice our comfort, our time, our “normal.” He is teaching us to lay it all down. When God brought us true confirmation that going to Kenya is what we were supposed to do, He brought to life some lyrics to a song that keeps coming back to my heart when I have doubts or questions about the future. It’s a song called, “Lay me down,” by Chris Tomlin. I won’t write all the lyrics here, but just a few that really have impacted me in the past 6 months.

With this heart open wide…I will bring a sacrifice.
Letting go of my pride
Giving up all my rights
Take this life and let it shine
Lay me down, I’m not my own
I belong to You alone…There’s no life apart from You
Lay me down, Lay me down
It will be my joy to say: Your will, Your way…always

Our family is not superhuman, or even superspiritual. We definitely have our issues…lots of issues. We are in process of being refined by our Lord and Savior. A process of sanctification that all believers walk through. He is bringing us this “bigger picture” outlook on this life right now. I pray it is more of an eternal outlook, one that will imprint on our children as well. I desperately desire to have a more eternal outlook! As I said, sometimes it’s really painful. It requires sacrifice, and a laying down of our pride and selfishness. I pray we will just have eyes to see and ears to hear what the Lord is doing, that we will not be bogged down or distracted by the temporal, and that we will participate in His saving mission both to us and to the world.

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A New Thing

Starting fresh. A new look. Why ‘this wild journey’? Why blog at all? Well, we are just one family in this great big world. We are one family seeking to love the Lord our God with all our heart, soul, mind and strength, and to love our neighbor as ourselves. We lead a loud, chaotic, and messy life. We have 6 children, 10 and under, 4 of them are boys. We homeschool. And we are headed to Africa in a few months. So that makes for quite a wild journey, if you ask me.

On any given day, you can find me juggling babies, toddlers, preschoolers and school age kids–refereeing wrestling matches, fixing meals, cleaning up glue (or other messy things) in random places, tackling laundry, changing diapers, and helping someone with math or writing, all in the same short span of time. You can also find me thanking God for brief and rare moments of quiet, for my wonderful husband who picks up my slack in so many ways, and for a hot (or cold) cup of coffee in my hand:) I am also frequently found on my face crying out to God for his mercy in the trenches of raising these kids. Parenting is so stinking hard! I know I cannot do any of this without Him. I am helpless and hopeless without Jesus. Motherhood has reminded me like nothing else, day after day, that I need a Savior. I am desperate.

So, on this wild journey of life, God has recently placed on our hearts a strong desire to go to Africa and serve as medical missionaries. We are not any more ‘spiritual’ than anyone else for following this call. We know there is plenty that God is doing right here in the hearts of people in the United States. But God has led us to go. We love Him and want to obey Him. Even if it’s wild, even if it seems crazy to take our kids across the world. We believe God is asking us to lay down the comforts and conveniences we’ve grown so used to. He’s asking us to lay down even our own lives, remembering that He holds us all in his hands. We want to give it all to Him, and trust that He is writing our story, that He is orchestrating our days. We believe He is our provider and our protector. Honestly, He is our very life.

“In Him we live and move and have our being.” ~Acts 17:28

While this journey is very wild, and sometimes very exhausting, it is a wonderful journey. I am thankful for this story God has given us. We are blogging so that we can log a bit of our story, and maybe some random thoughts along the way. Maybe we can bless someone with our story, too, maybe just bless you with what God is doing here and halfway across the world. Hopefully most of all, we just want this blog to point people to our wonderful Savior, Jesus Christ. We want to give Him glory, in the good and the bad, the hard and the easy (is anything really easy?!). In raising up these kids, and going on this mission, we just want to glorify Him. So thank you for reading, and we pray you are blessed as you do.

Our wild God is not tame, but he is definitely so good.

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