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Missionaries to Mozambique with OMS International. Stories of the ongoing journey for these "finishers".
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Dave & Ann
We are in the Philadelphia area this holiday weekend visiting with our eldest daughter and her husband after a whirl-wind visit to the Pittsburgh area. The days and nights in Pittsburgh were filled with opportunities to meet with friends who make it possible for us to answer God’s call to Mozambique. We so enjoy sharing about what God is doing in Mozambique although we found the time far too short as we left without talking or meeting with everyone we wanted to see during this short furlough period. Our prayer is that those we may have missed this trip will understand and know that we will see them on the next trip.
My daughter lives in town-down Philadelphia with her husband and we have enjoyed our time here. Yesterday, we went to South Philadelphia to the Italian market area and the flow and pace was so familiar and similar to that of Maputo. Venders crowded the sidewalks as we inspect the fruits and vegetables, purchasing some produce for later in the day. In one shop, we picked up fresh pasta from a man who had time to talk with us a while. Like so many, his thoughts were on the economy. He quoted his frustration with the rising prices of flour, oil, and other raw materials he needs to operate his shop. He further expressed his frustration with how many try to ‘spin’ what he knows to be true in his life. It was a conversation not so unlike ones I had a few short weeks ago in Maputo. This man, also talked about foreign currencies and the impact on his business, and was quite knowledgeable on the overall global economy that we live in today. And yet, in his frustration, he had a calmness that reflected his faith. In a way it was like listening to the heartbeat of the world as he spoke. We are certainly more alike than we are different across this planet – that I have certainly learned. Our concerns are not so different and we are all searching for a way to fill that emptiness in our lives that eludes those who have not surrendered their pride and all that they are to the one who wants our hearts.
Today, we enjoyed an inspiring church service in my daughter’s home church in downtown Philadelphia. It is an old and magnificent church where the worship focuses on the Creator and the gospel story. As one of the leaders in this church prayed for the service, it was as if the words came from my very heart, and I knew that I was where I needed to be this day.
However, I am concerned as I read of the problems back in Mozambique because of the deteriorating economic situation all around Mozambique. Our friends in Mozambique say that the border into South Africa is closed to pedestrians walking from Mozambique into South Africa because of the violence against the Mozambicans entering the country who are now being blamed for the steadily increasing difficulties in South Africa. What is this thing with mankind that we always seek to lay blame when things get difficult? We seek a scapegoat – a biblical term relating to a goat on which the priests of old would lay the sins of the nation and then turn the goat loose in the wilderness - a sacrifice for the sins of the nation.
We must come to the point – do we believe He is who He says He is, or do we not believe? We can’t do it half-way for he seeks our hearts, wholly and completely, each and every day. And the blessing is that each day is new and for each day He gives us breath, we receive another chance to turn our cares over to Him. Each day he gives us breath is a gift…
“Therefore humble yourselves under the mighty hand of God, that He may exalt you in due time, casting all your care upon Him, for He cares for you.” 1 Peter 5:6-7
As we liquidated our things to go to the mission field a couple of years ago, we gave many of our praying friends a cutting of a plant that we’d had all of our married lives. It was a reminder of our living friendship and our need for prayer. This particular plant was personally special because it comes from a cutting off my Grandmother’s plant that she gave me as a boy. I took the plant to college and it has traveled with us all through life. We sent cuttings with each girl leaving for college and left various cuttings all along the way of life.
In Philadelphia, we visited a garden called Longwood Gardens – one of those wonderful gardens dating back to the beginning of the Industrial era in America where a few men could see the future and made incredible fortunes on the incredible economic growth of the time. The gardens are a wonderful testimony to the presence of a Creator as we enjoyed the grounds and the absolutely incredible varieties of plants and flowers from all over the world. For example, they had over 3200 varieties of orchids, each one exquisite and unique.
We were surprised to find our prayer plant in the garden – the largest I’d ever seen. The tag on the above picture (with my eldest daughter), says it is a ‘wax plant’ or ‘Hoya Carnosa” from the milkweed family. Milkweed family? Isn’t that something farmers use herbicides on?
My Grandmother’s prayer plant is from the milkweed family? It also says the plant originated in China and Australia. The leaves were identical and the blooms identical. A characteristic of this plant is when it blooms and night falls, it releases an incredibly sweet and characteristic odor. A sweet savor to my nose that floods me with images of my past, our dear friends, and the wonder of how God directs our paths.
It seems that symbols are very important to us humans. We use them to say who we are and in some cases who we want to be. What are the common symbols in your life and what do they say about you? What is the motivation for the symbols in your life and what do they remind you of?
My simple milkweed plant, a rather dull looking plant, is so full of meaning and represents so much to me, transcending into the prayers of people for the work in Mozambique. The Bible is so full of symbols and imagery that God uses to try and relay to us who He is. These symbols are important only because they point us to Him.
It is something I need to ponder. What do the images and symbols in my life say about me? What do they say about you? What do they say about our hearts?
“Search me, O God, and know my heart; Try me, and know my anxieties; and see if there is any wicked way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting.” Psalm 139:23 - 24