Bugger…

A couple of months back the marketing crew at Satterley rang and asked if our family would be willing to be in the upcoming ads for the Brighton Estate. Its their policy to use ‘real people’ (rather than pretend ones I guess!) and knowing we lived there we got asked. We agreed – thought it’d be interesting, but so far we don’t seem to have made the screen. Let me know if you have seen us because as far we know we have not been used.

I assumed it was because either Danelle, Ellie or Sam didn’t scrub up too well for the camera… Then there was another call today asking if Ellie & Sam would like to be in another ad… (It was clearly Danelle who let the side down!) This time however they wanted to pay the kids $300.00 each for a 2 hour morning session and a 2 hour afternoon session…

I said ‘Of course! They’d love to do it!!’ as I listened to the cash register ching and saw my manager’s commissions rolling in. Time for the kids to start paying their way!

Then he mentioned that it was on Thursday…

Bugger…

The first day of our holidays…

“Sorry” I said “we’re on holidays…”

I have passed it on to some friends who also have ‘cute blonde kids’. Ellie and Sam don’t know that I gave away what to them would be a fortune so they could have an extra days holiday.

Was that a good decision you reckon?

If you watch the video below you can see what the kids thought of it… Its great to see their social conscience is so well developed and we are doing such a sensational job helping them develop concern for those in need…

(See if you can spot the pic of young Jarrod Mckenna on the filing cabinet)

No Short Cuts

I was flicking thru some of Scottie’s pics from his northwest trip and came across this one.

Its the gravesite of Danelle’s grandparents. You can’t really make it out on the image but they were missionaries in the northwest from 1935-1987, 52 years…

52 years of being salt and light and loving aboriginal people… is it just me or is that a loooong time?

The statement at the bottom of the plaque sums it up well. “Tell our people we love them and will be waiting for them”. I was in Melbourne at the first Forge National Summit when Nana died. I went to visit her before I left and spent a little time with her – who ever looks forward to death?… This woman did because she had some incredible confidence in her God, that the best was yet to come.

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Danelle was with her shortly before she died and told me that her words in respect to the aboriginal people she lived amongst were ‘tell my people that I love them’.

I have been inspired by these two ‘nobodies’ who never spoke at conferences, never wrote a book and for the most part lived their lives unnoticed.

But who did everything that was asked of them and more.

Heroes.

Couldn’t we do with a few more Erns and Alices in today’s self centred world?

Time Away With our Team

This weekend we are heading down to Madora Bay with our mission team to reflect on where we are at and to listen to what God is saying to us.

Danelle will be facilitating the weekend and I will simply be there and doing as I am told…

I reckon it’ll be great for us to spend extended time together praying, listening to God and discerning priorities for the next leg of the journey. As much as I have had some difficult moments over the last few months and struggled with my own sense of accomplishment there is nothing in me that says ‘bugger it – move on’.

I imagine we are all on the same page there as a team, but I have occasionally been stunned by what comes out of these times, so I refuse to predict the future!

I remember only too well my second retreat as the senior pastor at Lesmurdie. We went away to come up with a vision and plan for the year and as a group we definitely felt God speaking to us, only he was telling us to ‘repent’ – telling us we were way too self absorbed and self sufficient, both as a leadership and as a church. It blew the retreat right apart as we wondered what the hell do you do with that?!

We came back having met with God but also having felt him say ‘lay down your plans and agenda and come back to loving me as a first priority’. It was my job to communicate that back to the whole church…

I think it would be fair to say that it wasn’t a message anyone wanted to hear, but I still remember that retreat with goosebumps because for all of us we aware of the unmistakable presence of God, telling us to do what was absurd, and yet what was obviously true to anyone who calls themself a disciple…

So while part of me leaves feeling settled and ready to arc up for the next leg of the journey another part of me knows that God is so bloody unpredictable that anything could happen… But isn’t that the beauty?…

Mates

Its always good to catch up with old mates.

My friend John Wilmot who is a missionary in Malawi is back in town for a few weeks recovering from a car accident and getting some medical attention.

He flew in yesterday and today I was able to drop down and visit him in hospital. The injuries don’t look super bad, but it was important to be away from the ‘dampness’ of the African wet season so that healing could occur.

Quite amazing people, the Wilmots, but that’s another story!…

Gone?

We have our Upstream site hosted with a mob called Connected Hosting who haven’t been too impressive at all in the little time we have used them.

It now seems the Upstream site has disappeared in the last week and all attempts to load the connected hosting sites aren’t working either…

Gotta love the net hey?

No phone numbers to call either… they just disappear!

And then there were 3

Last night was our farewell to the Herden family who have been part of our Upstream team since the beginning.

Earlier this year they bought a house back in Lesmurdie and in a few weeks time will move back there. Its been interesting observing how the economic boom here in Perth has affected our team. Two families who were renters were pushed to the limit as rents rose and it become increasingly foolish to throw money down that drain. Earlier this year the Masons left to head for the bush and now live in Narrogin where they bought a cheaper house and can live more easily. And for similar reasons the Herdens are now off having bought a home back where we originally started.

Its a huge challenge to balance the tensions of responsible stewardship and authentic discipleship. No one wants to ‘sell out’ to the middle class dream and just buy a house and fall into line like everyone else, but then it is foolish to throw $350.00 + /week down the gurgler on rent when buying is just a bit more expensive.

To some degree our team has been a victim of the boom as younger, less financial families have struggled to make ends meet and have made the choice to ease the burden. Decisions to move on are obviously more complex than that, and there are other factors involved, but economics has been a very real factor for us to deal with.

So last night we had a final meal together and gave gifts and spoke words of love and encouragement to one another as we parted. Its not like we will never see them again, but distance does make a difference and we know it will be much harder to catch up.

Danelle ‘ran’ the night as I actually felt very sad at the loss of some friends who we have known for 11 years now and didn’t feel up to it. I have felt this move way more deeply than I expected. I have been totally in support of Andrew & Simone moving on and buying a place of their own and getting established. It has felt like the right thing to do for several reasons. However in the last few weeks I have felt their loss very deeply and am really sad that we won’t have them around any more.

We first met Andrew & Simone when we moved to Lesmurdie back in 1996. They were teenagers in our youth ministry and quickly became close friends and people we loved. So our connection goes way beyond the Brighton adventure and right back to one of the most formative times of both of our lives. We have been with these guys thru single-ness, engagedness, marriage – we were the best man & chief bridesmaids and then to kids and moving away from the hills. They were with us thru a time of ministry that was unique and very formative for us. They have seen us in some very good times as well as some pretty ugly times.

Last night we had a very simple time of giving gifts and putting in letters what we just wouldn’t have been able to express fully in words. There were plenty of tears and hugs and a lot of love as we brought this chapter to an end. Emotionally it left me pretty wrecked, but again grateful that we were sad at their leaving – not secretly breathing a sigh of relief.

It was beautiful seeing the kids say their farewells also. Our kids took some time during the week to write letters and buy gifts for the Herden kids and their kids chose one of their favourite toys to give to Ellie & Sam as a way of helping them remember them also.

If you aren’t part of our team this probably reads like interesting information and maybe it sounds ‘kinda nice that these guys care for each other’, but for us it has been much more wrenching than that and I know we will feel their loss deeply.

These are always the risks we take when we choose to enter significant relationships though. Much more convenient to keep it shallow and distant. Much more painful, but also much more joyous to really share life with people and to do it thru the good and the bad. As friends we have had our share of times when we have disagreed or not always connected well, but we have been able to work thru it all and grow a relationship that has been valuable and mutual.

I realise that these last couple of posts have been a tad melancholic, but that’s just life at the moment. What is that old saying?… “Sometimes you’re the dog and sometimes the tree”?… I don’t like dwelling on sadness and pain – partly because I don’t operate at the emotional level all that well, but I began this blog partly to chronicle the journey we have been on and this is part of it. Its part of an ongoing story that has been both exhilarating and at times despairing. (Even raving optimists have times of despair.)

I realise some of you may worry about me as I write this stuff honestly.

Don’t.

Seriously.

A few people have expressed concern for us and how I am ‘coping’. While I’m being quite honest on here I’m not seeking pity – nor am I about to have a breakdown. I just want to tell the truth about this journey and for those who have been reading here for a while this is where its at. It has high points and low points – much like life really…

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start to worry about me when I sound like a ‘victorious living’ nutjob! Right now I’m fine & we’re fine, but we are sad.

We are also praying and seeking out at least one or two families to join our team. As I wrote before it seems most people are seeking ‘good teaching, quality worship & a kids program’, but we aren’t seeking to deliver on those expectations in the normal way.

Anyway, if you are reading this and live in Butler and would like to be part of what we do then drop me an email or give me a call. Or if you live in Timbucktoo and are willing to move house then maybe we should talk too!…