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More photos from HKBP Nommensen University

29 May

Here are some more photos from the week I was teaching in Siantar. It was a busy week, but a good time. I look forward to returning next month for more:

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Above, I’m introducing myself to a English conversation class. This time I was there to observe, but always have the opportunity to say who I am and where I’m from.

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I was supposed to observe this class on listening comprehension. However, when the lecturer did not come, it became a time for cultural exchange as I answered there questions and shared about American culture. Then I asked them to sing a Batak song for me.

at the women's dormitory
These lovely students in the above photo, live at the women’s dormitory near campus. The housemother is also a deaconess. Not all of these students are studying English, but they were all happy to talk with me and pose for a photo.

A Week in Siantar

27 May

I have had a busy week. I left Balige last Sunday night for Siantar, a city about 2.5 hours away. While in Siantar (full name is Pematang Siantar, but it is commonly referred to as just “Siantar”), I taught English Conversation classes at the HKBP Nommensen University, as well as attended other classes in the English Department. Each day I was busy teaching, observing, and sharing about culture. The students were very happy to have a native speaker of English and had many great questions for me.

I will return to Siantar at the end of June for more teaching and observing. I am in Indonesia primarily to teach at the Deaconess School in Balige, where I have already been for almost 2 months, but I hope to be able to help the students and the teachers in the English Department at Nommensen University in whatever ways I can.

Below is a video. I was supposed to observe in a Listening Comprehension class, but the professor was not there. So, we had a session on cultural exchange instead. I took questions from the students about myself and about American culture. Then I asked them to sing for me. Here they are singing a Batak song.

A class on English conversation. There isn’t enough classroom space, so some lectures are in the auditorium at the same time.


And here is one photo from my teaching. Technical difficulties on the upload are preventing me from posting more than one at this time. Hopefully that will not continue to be a problem.

Other news to share: I finally have a work visa and residence permit. Last week I also completed paperwork so that I have a re-entry permit into the country again. I am very thankful for all the help from Nommensen, who has sponsored my visa.

Worship with Ompung-ompung

19 May

After returning from Penang, Malaysia with my visa earlier this month, I had the opportunity to visit a village with one of the students. As I mentioned previously, they go out each week to serve in the communities—they visit the sick, visit the prison, minister to sellers at the market, and more. This visit, I accompanied Arlisna as she went to a village to lead a worship for elderly women.

First we walked up the road calling to each home where one of the Ompung (grandparent) resides. When it was time for the worship, we gathered on the floor in one of the homes, sitting on top of mats laid out on the floor. This is common here in Indonesia. I greeted the Ompung-Ompung in the Batak language (“Horas”). The words and prhases of Bahasa Indonesia I have learned were of no use, as these elderly women only know Batak. For some of them, I was the first American they had met and who sat in their midst. I was welcomed and greeted with smiles and laughter; Arlisna, being our translator between English and Batak.

About a dozen women were there. Most did not have hymnals, but could sing along from memory. There were hymns, Scripture, and a brief devotion. Through the time, I sat silently, yet with reverence and attention to the Spirit’s presence among us. An offering was taken, to be given to the local church.

After the worship, we ate bread and drank tea. I prayed a prayer of blessing and thanks for them in English, my words, again being translated. I was invited back to worship with them again. If I have the opportunity, I would like to return and pray with them. It was a blessed time.

Ompung-Ompung

Arrival and Orientation

4 Apr

I have been in Indonesia now for 5 days. Much has happened in such a short time. After a long journey from Medan—through towns, forests, and a pot-hole covered road—I arrived in Balige. I was tired from the day’s journey, and the previous day’s journey from the US to Indonesia. As I stepped out of the car at the school, the students gathered and sang in beautiful harmony. Light rain fell, and I listened to them with joy.

The few days that I have been here have been spent getting oriented to the culture—of the school, in Indonesia, and of the Batak people. The students have a rhythm to their days, taking care of daily tasks, morning worship, class time, lunch, and studies. It will be quiet at the school for the next week, as the students are now on Easter holiday. I will use the time to continue with my orientation, to experience more Indonesian culture, and explore the Lake Toba region.

Below is a video of the students singing the day I arrived.

Here are a few more photos:
Deaconess School

Deaconess School

Deaconess School


Dancing the Tor Tor at the Batak Museum


Balige

Balige

Horas from Indonesia

3 Apr

This post is a brief hello to say that I have made it and am doing well on my 3rd day here. After 28 hours of travel time, I finally arrived in Medan (Indonesia’s 3rd largest city and provincial capital of North Sumatra) on Sunday morning, April 1st. We spent the night there and then traveled by car to Balige on Monday. Because of traffic and a windy road with potholes, the journey took about 7 hours.

Enjoy these two photos below. First, one in Medan, then one of some of the students singing as I arrived at the HKBP Deaconess School. Stories, more photos, and video (I hope) to come.

enjoying fresh coconut

enjoying fresh coconut


the students sing their greetings

The Single Story and Mission

11 Mar

In my previous post, I wrote about the danger of the single story through the words of Chimamanda Adichie, a Nigerian author. Adichie says, “The single story creates stereotypes, and the problem with stereotypes is not that they are untrue, but that they are incomplete. They make one story become the only story.” I will continue my exploration this theme, focusing on the role of the single story in mission. If you have not seen the video from my previous post, I encourage you to watch it.

I also see it beneficial to use the terms majority world and minority world. The majority world is just that—the majority of peoples on this earth are in what has also been called the third world, developing world, or global south. I use “majority” because not only do the represent the majority of humankind, but the majority of Christians, too.

The narrative from the minority world, of North American and European superiority and African (or aboriginal) helplessness, is part of history and still exists. It is a tough subject to speak about because it is sometimes perpetuated through well-meaning campaigns and people with good intentions. Unfortunately good intentions do not mean they are always right. Some so-called good intentions have resulted in disempowerment, colonization, genocide, and abuse (for one example, read about the history of Indian Residential Schools in Canada, and remember, the US did the same, all in the name of “helping” and spreading Christian values). And most recently, voices of young white men from the US have been given more power and deference than voices of Ugandan people, in a misguided campaign to “raise awareness” aimed at Uganda (though it was not of Christian mission, it is part of the narrative. Learn more here and here).

Because Christianity carried the theological banner of God-is-on-my-side with good (and sometimes not so good) intentions, they spread to the majority world, and with them the Gospel and cultural superiority. Here, I’m not debating the merits of spreading Gospel, nor am I saying all were bad people. Nevertheless, objects of Western Christian missionaries were seen as heathen and unsophisticated, and that story told and re-told to a wide audience in the minority world. This, I believe, is the single story that needs to be broken in order for reconciliation to rise. Those to whom missionaries went were not, and are not, objects—they are people, with their own complex and vibrant cultures, systems of belief, hopes, and ideas for the future.

These are strong words that some may have not heard before, and others might want to critique; but I believe it is a necessary story to tell, though I acknowledge my own limited perspective is not the whole of the matter. There are many good things being done all over the world by many people, but I have to stress that they don’t entirely depend upon the minority world, your pity, or the number of views certain videos receive.

In spite of injustices past and present, there are more than 2 billion Christians all over the world, living out their lives of faith. What I mean when I talk about mission today can be summed up in the description of accompaniment from the Evangelical Lutheran Church in America (ELCA):

Walking together in solidarity that practices interdependence and mutuality. In this walk, gifts, resources and experiences are shared with mutual advice and admonition to deepen and expand our work within God’s mission. Accompaniment is both a lens for seeing the world and a way to engage one another in global mission. Through the lens of accompaniment, we see that relationships are at the core of global mission.

The ELCA has a more in-depth description of accompaniment on their website, as well as a look at the changing context of mission, which highlights what mission was in the early 20th century, and what it embodies now (from a Lutheran perspective). I encourage you to visit those links, as I am relating my perspective.

When the peoples of the world, whom God loves unconditionally, are stripped of their voices and usurped of their power, the danger of a single story arises and injustice is perpetuated. However, through faith and relationship based on interdependence, God’s work of reconciliation can happen, thus reframing the narrative: no longer is it our (mine vs. yours) story—it is God’s story, and God’s story abounds in grace, encompassing everyone.

So, what does that look like? Stay tuned, I hope to write more on moving toward accompaniment in mission.

On Missio Dei and What I’m Doing

30 Oct

I have already posted a page, that at this point, contains basic information about Indonesia, as well as a page about the global mission of the Evangelical Lutheran Church in America. Here I will give some background about the work that I will be doing, though most will be discovered and shared with you as I live through it.

First, a little about naming this site. I have chosen the name missio dei, because it is Latin for “mission of God.” God is a missional God, creating, redeeming, and sustaining all life. Our vocational callings lead us to participate in this missio Dei of in relationship with the world around us—communally, locally, and globally. Although I have accepted a unique position in the church, to walk alongside sisters and brothers in another part of the world, the missio Dei is not solely the work of Pastors, Deaconess, Missionaries, or other trained ministers. It is God’s work, alive in the work of all God’s people in all areas of life and creation. Or, to borrow a phrase from the ELCA, “God’s work. Our hands.” Therefore, this blog is the written journey of one small piece of the whole; an exploration and sharing of accompaniment through my eyes, recognizing that so many people all over the world are also a part of the life-giving, reconciling work of God.

So, what will I be doing? To sum it up: teaching English at the Deaconess School of the Huria Kristen Batak Protestan (HKBP) in a small town of Balige, on the island of Sumatra in western Indonesia. The HKBP is a Lutheran church body of 4 million members that has been in existence for 150 years. Read more about the HKBP as well as how the ELCA has accompanied them in ministry here. As I teach English to young Indonesian women, themselves preparing for lives of ministry and service, I will live with them at the school and share in the communal life.

Also important, is that I will be learning much as well. Here, you will read stories of the journey, of the people, the things I learn about Indonesian culture, language, and life at the equator in Southeast Asia. It is important to stress that in this relational process, that there is much mutuality of giving and receiving.

So, dear readers, my hope is that you, too, may be transformed in this process—as I will be and those with whom I work. I believe this is the nature of our God.

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