Monday, July 31, 2006
Visitors
Our life is filled with visitors again. Yesterday morning, Jane and Jonathan went to the airport to pick up Luke, a It’s the last team of the year. It will be a blast, I’m sure. They seem like great folks. But I’ll be glad for a long break from this side of my life.
USO
We finally got back home an hour later and settled for omelets and peace and a shower!
Saturday, July 29, 2006
Censorship
Friday, July 28, 2006
Wages and Watts
I’ve spent a bit of time with the books and with handing out money in the last couple days. But I’ve also gotten to play electrician. We have been doing some major stuff to the dormitory this week. But we had a deadline. The young singles from the big AG church here in Of course, with a group of young people, we should know better. It’s
And, of course, the electricity company added to our adventure. All those screens (16 in total) needed holes drilled in them and in the wall to mount them. Pierre Marie interrupted my peanut butter sandwich lunch with word that the dormitory had no electricity. Hm… We had it at the house. The office had it. So, I left my bread toasting and went over to have a look. Immediately, I remembered that the masons had exposed some wires the week before and had had to redo a section of plastic conduit (yes, under that new cement in the photo!). Well, I jumped right in and eliminated a couple of other possibilities and moved the circuit breaker to a more convenient place while I was at it. I asked Jean if Albert, the mason who fixed that patch, knew anything about electricity. You can guess the answer! I also rigged up a long extension cord from the breaker out to Pierre Marie so he could start drilling in the meantime. Then I spent most of the afternoon reworking and jerry-rigging the electric wiring in the dorm to keep from having
to ask the masons to open up that wall again when we had guests coming in less than 24 hours. Of course, testing my modifications got difficult when the electric company cut power again. And that also made drilling holes kind of tough. We had to abandon the hammer drill for the battery powered portable drill. But in the end, sweaty and dirty though I was, I took care of electric stuff while Pierre Marie mounted his screens and Patrice fixed the louvered windows and Jean and his masons reworked the window frames out back. We even got done in time for Yvette and Rosette to get the place cleaned up.
Tuesday, July 25, 2006
Brown outs
We’ve read about the power problem in
Well, for that matter, so do we! We have a little 5000 Watt (that’s 5 KVA to you technical types) gasoline generator. It’s quite noisy, but it does the trick for powering the offices so we can work on our computers and be productive. It’s not good enough to refrigerators and all the rest, so we only power up the one circuit. We’re so used to using it over the last few months, though, that it has a permanent home on the property and a fairly convenient hook up. We’ve put it back by the banana plants to isolate the sound and there is a long electrical cable running back to our electrical supply closet semi-permanently! I have an electrical outlet on the electrical board that doubles as a hook-up when the power is out.The funniest outage was last Thursday evening. We have been so frustrated that we’ve gotten serious again about getting an automatic generator large enough to power the whole facility. Hervé contacted his good friend and mine, Kevin, an electrical systems guy. He and Hervé stopped by that night around 8 and we sat at the kitchen table eating some pizza (Jane’s home-made) and talking about how big a unit we would need and what options we had and all that. And, of course, suddenly we were in total darkness!
Do you have candles at your house? And candle holders to allow you to wander around with them? Do you know right where to find matches so you can get your fingers on them in the dark? We do!
Sunday, July 23, 2006
Preaching (in English!)
I preached today. This blog has been almost exclusively about building and fixing since I started last month, but I guess that that is because it has been a season of work teams. They have dominated my life. It’s not all I think about or do, of course. Though it does allow photos much more easily than time thinking through the implications of Jesus’ parable in Matthew 15:10-11! That’s the one where he says that it’s not what goes into the mouth that makes a man unclean, but what comes out of it. No, that isn’t a statement about hygiene! It’s a parable. He is talking about our spiritual lives, our readiness to be with God. Jesus’ radical view was that what counts isn’t the outside: rituals, disciplines, self-control. He identified the issue as the “heart”, i.e., the inner man with its thoughts, attitudes, thinking, motives and all that. That’s where behavior comes from and the real question is how to deal with that inner you so that it is “clean.” That’s what I talked about this morning.
Don’t ask me how it went. I never know. I felt at ease and spoke with confidence and energy. But did my thoughts come across clearly? On the other hand, this is a small congregation, a cell group really, and they have a custom of discussing the sermon together with the speaker for 10 or 15 minutes afterwards. That was great and many people spoke up. We had a great talk about repentance and faith and spiritual “brokenness” and dependence and all. I suppose that that indicates that I did communicate and they were engaged.
My real failure came afterwards, in the informal, social interactions. Is it shyness or fear or self-focus? ("I'd say it's 'd', sir. All of the above.") Whatever it is, I did it again. I missed an opportunity to talk to a couple people about the topic of the sermon. They took the initiative. I just didn't stand still long enough to listen, to ask the key questions, to do the spiritual inquiry that God was giving me the opportunity to do. Argh!! Forgive me Lord Jesus. Transform me.
Hmm.... This blogging is dangerous.
The They leave tomorrow night and tomorrow is a day for unwinding and last minute shopping. Some of the younger guys might be inspired to do a little work here, but I’m not pushing it.
It’s amazing to see how much progress we made while they were gone. The painting in the library and office is finished up. All five bedrooms in the dorm are painted. The patio and retaining wall in front of the library are done. The screen doors are up. (Well, just. That was yesterday that Pierre Marie came to put the screening on.)
Of course, the list of things to do now or in the next few weeks is still a full page long, including the mess in the electric supply room. But most of it is funded one way or the other, thank the Lord. And all of it will be fun to do!
Wednesday, July 19, 2006
An unexpected outing with Jonathan
Yesterday was filled with more catching up and following through. The dorm painting continues at a good pace. Mbaye’s crew is working steadily and Patrice and Ndiaga are emptying rooms ahead of them. Jean’s guys have almost finished the patio. I got out a drill and some hand tools and screwed the Ethernet boxes to the wall here in the office and down in the little cubbyhole we’re turning into a cyber-spot.
What was unexpected for me was a chance to have father – son time. I’ve been so busy, Jonathan and I haven’t been hanging much. So we had the car time. And then we stopped for a Coke on the way home. In Ouakam in the end. We just sat on a bench outside the little store and watched the traffic and I bored him with recollections of when I was 11. (The first lunar landing was in ’69 when I was 11! And I told him how my grandfather Hampton used to share my room when he visited and snore so loud I was in awe.) It was a lovely cool night with a strong wind to keep the mosquitoes away.
We got home to complete darkness. The power was still out. We lit candles and continued a conversation about Genghis Khan. Jonathan has been learning history through the computer game “Age of Empires.” We tried to look him up in an old history textbook that I picked up from
It was one of those precious times of relaxing together that God gives if we’re not so preoccupied that we miss them.
Tuesday, July 18, 2006
Coming up for air


When I went to inspect this patio, I asked Jean Gomis if he was sure of the level, that we had a slight slope for rain to run off. He reassured me it was fine. Then Mbaye the day guard came up and said, “Boy, it sure looks like it slopes toward the building. We’ll have an awful puddle next time it rains. Lydia came up and said the same thing. Pretty soon everyone was there telling poor Jean and his team that they had really messed up. I asked Hervé to go get the 4 foot level and we’d verify, smiling a bit but having some doubts on the inside. You can’t imagine how many times I’ve stopped by as they worked to make sure we got this patio level and the right height and all. And it really did look wrong from the side. But no, it was perfect. And, yes, Dad. I flipped the level over to double check it! And I also made everyone beg forgiveness from Jean, though he was very gracious about it.
Saturday, July 08, 2006
Working
Today is a working day for the team and us, their hosts. One sub-group is in Ouakam with Jane, touring it a bit to see the church building and to meet a family in their own home and to see the market. We try to give visitors an exposure to life in the city for normal people in a normal neighborhood, if we can.
The other three sub-groups are here continuing work on painting the ITES library and office, clearing brush and doing some electric rewiring.
By God’s grace, there is even someone who is a computer tech person working on some dead equipment we have, trying to see if there is anything salvageable in the mix! And what timing! Our computer at the house picked this week to lose contact with its mouse. This lady, Ginny, and Venetta worked on it for their first few days. They think it is actually a hardware issue with the mother board, though we reformatted and reloaded everything before we were sure!
Lake Murray blog / website
Friday, July 07, 2006
The Lake Murray team
It’s been a couple days since I posted anything. I’ll try to slip in a bit about this busy time. A team of folks from Lake Murray Evangelical Free Church are here. They are from San Diego. Matt and Jody grew up here at the Phare, staying, in fact, in the apartment where we live now! They are here with their spouses and the youth pastor and a large contingent of young people, as well as a few folks our age.They are here for 10 days to help with work projects here at the Phare. Then 5 of them head back to California and the rest go for another 10 days to the interior of Senegal to work with José and France-Lise. They’ll be doing ministry in villages each evening for a week.
I just left Jane playing “speed scrabble” with a group of ladies. We went out for charwamas and hamburgers at a “fast food” place called Arc-en-Ciel. It’s Friday and folks are relaxing a bit. Jane started the day at 9 AM with an interview with a reporter from England. (He was looking into the talibé and various ministries to them.) But she spent much of the day taking one member of the team, Paul, a 50-something hospital chaplain, to see an orthopedic specialist downtown. Paul, despite warning from his teenage son, went out in the wave yesterday afternoon after a hard day of work. He just wanted to body-surf. He soon got somersaulted and collided hard with the sand. I empathize. I love body surfing, but I gave up on that beach after one too many mouths of sand. Poor Paul, on his first day in the water he re-injured a shoulder that has seen two surgeries.Jane left in a taxi with Paul and two others (a nurse and a high schooler who wants to study medicine) at 10. Around 4:30 they walked back in. X-rays, lots of them, showed a broken clavicle and torn ligaments! Sounds awful to me. But, in fact, it isn’t that bad. The doctor taped him up and recommended 4 weeks of immobilization, so that’s not bad, really. All Paul is taking for pain is Tylenol.
Each day the 20 folks have split into 4 teams. One team is painting that new library-office I’ve been showing you photos of. Another has been installing fans and florescent lights in the dorm. A third has been clearing off brush and burning accumulated trash out front on the building site. The fourth has been digging ditches for electrical conduit. These last two have felt the heat of the tropical sun, but have done quite well. And we’ve only had one snake, a small cobra, to shake us up!My job is to keep them all working and keep the projects progressing. And set up the Vonage phone for people who want to call home. And keep the books and distribute money. And give devotions, twice so far. And unclog a toilet after hours. And… What a week. But I confess. I love this, even if I’m exhausted.
So much is happening that I’ll just have to content myself with this post. It doesn’t do justice to the density of these last few days. Ah, well.
Wednesday, July 05, 2006
Third time's a charm
Do you remember the door frame that was too short? The saga continues. On Saturday, Pierre Marie came by with the doors finally done. They are nice doors, though the screen door frames he made could swing a tank, I think. I tried to explain that a light screen door would have been better, but he thought stronger should please me. Oh well.Anyway, he saw that the guys had raised the second door frame up, but he pointed out to me that the left side and the right side weren’t the same height. In fact, as we looked at it, we realized the frame was crooked, on a slant. Now why didn’t I notice that earlier? And why didn’t any of you notice from the photo I posted?
So on Monday, out came the door frame again. This third time, Jean himself did the work and it finally was right. Argh. But both doors are in and we start painting, or at least prepping to paint, today.
We also have security bars also came and are on. Yeah. Just in time.The power company showed up yesterday unexpectedly. They replaced our counter, saying the one we has was put in by their grandfathers. But they also warned us that our wiring was not to standard on that main board (where all the electricity is distributed to the different buildings). I had known this and have a plan, but they have warned us that they’ll have someone out to deal with it within a week, sealing off a bit that some predecessor of mine messed with against code. We’ve been warned. Actually, it’s not a big deal to change, but we’ve got 20 people here working on other stuff!
Jane introduced a new element to our orientation, inspired by what some missionary friends did with the Taylor team in June. She sent them on a scavenger hunt in our neighborhood. Out they went in groups of 3-4 to find and buy bread; make a phone call back to us from a telecenter; give vitamins to some talibé; and several other small tasks. What a great idea! They got off the conference center campus and out on their own on the first day, doing something that felt a bit terrifying (without language skills in a foreign country!!!), but was actually quite safe. Jane had made little instruction sheets (“go across the main road and turn to your left…”) so it was also quite simple.
We didn’t even lose anyone!
I was pretty sick all Monday night and not really well Tuesday either, so I’m afraid that naps filled in the gaps instead of photography! I’ll try to take more photos today.
Monday, July 03, 2006
A new administrator at the Phare

We had a couple house guests last night. When I went to Dakar Academy to play basketball in the afternoon, Jonathan went down to Karlin's house to play. Afterwards, the two of them came home to have a sleep over at our house. They even did well during the power outages. Electricity has been on and off a lot in the last few days.
Later in the evening, the new adminstrator for the conference center here joined us. The room he will be staying in for the next month wasn't quite ready, so he spent the night with us in our office/guest room. That was nice. He is a great guy.
This morning we woke to a gray sky and wind. I made over to the office just as the rain started. This was a good thing since I had left a box of old Sunday school materials outside by the door. In minutes the rain was pouring down. This was our first good rain of the season so I did a walk around looking for problems! No big issues yet.Hervé had his first day, so Rodney and I spent some time with him going over the job description and all. But mostly he was with Lydia, learning from her. He will do well.
I'm suffering from a little intestinal distress. OK. Not so little, maybe, but I'm functioning. Anyway, I laid down for a nap today, but was woken up by the dog barking outside our bedroom window. I thought I heard something growl back and got up to look. There, just below me, was a three-foot long monitor lizard. I tried to get a photo, but all our attention spooked him. Boy, can those guys run fast. And he hopped up on the wall and slid under the chain-link fence very impressively!
Tomorrow, bright and early we head to the airport to pick up 21 folks from California. They are staying with us here at the Phare for 10 days to work on various projects. A lot of today was working on last minute details. I may not have much time for blogging in the next two weeks. We'll see.
My other car is a ...

I’ll try not to whine. But that is my cam shaft there in that picture! Broken in two pieces. And, no, we do not abuse our vehicle with fast driving. I don’t know why it happened. Friday, the mechanic, Ousmane, called to say that he had forgotten to tell me something. He went on to explain that on the way back from the car’s yearly inspection on Thursday, there was suddenly a cloud of blue smoke. He pulled over and discovered that the cam shaft had snapped. He managed to pull it out there by the road and get it welded so he could drive it back to the shop and eventually our house. But I really needed to get another cam shaft.
Well, yes.
So he took $140 from me and headed out looking for a cam shaft. Mechanics here are really parts finders most of the time. A job that takes them an hour to complete at the shop requires 4 hours of wandering around town searching in stores and junk yards looking for the necessary parts. I’m not exaggerating on that. Ousmane found a cam shaft Friday within several hours. He called me to say that the guy wouldn’t accept less than $320 for the part. Was that OK? “Well, no, I’d much prefer $140, but the alternative is no car. So, go ahead.” By now it was too late to complete the job. He’d have the car to me by noon Saturday. The next morning I got another call. The cam shaft he had bought was not the right one for my car. He had to take it back. He had found one that was right, but the guy wouldn’t sell it separately. He would only sell the whole top of the engine. Which, of course, would cost $750. What should he do?
Ouch. But what are you going to do?Well, the car is running. It has a functioning cam shaft. And I now own the top half of a Land Rover engine as well!
Anyone want to buy a used Discovery?

Sunday, July 02, 2006
Independence Day Celebration
Yesterday, we went to the Atlantic Club (former American Club) to an Independence Day celebration put on by the Embassy. It was just burgers and hot dogs and conversation by the pool. The new ambassador did read President Bush’s proclamation, but other than that it was very informal. In fact, the games and volleyball that were advertised never did happen. I think it was because so many were in at the bar watching the World Cup on the projection TV!
I thought the juxtaposition of red, white and blue with a palm tree and mango tree was classic.
Jonathan certainly enjoyed the pool. Most of his friends are traveling at the moment, but thankfully one of his buddies was there. We got to see more folks than we expected from several different missions and I met the military attaché, Mark, and his family.
Friday at the breakfast table

Hmm... It's been a couple dayts since I added a post. I wish I could blame busy-ness, but I'm ashamed to say I've been on the PS/2 with Jonathan playing Ratchet and Clank the last several nights until later than I should have. And sleeping in a bit.
Thursday night, Jonathan's friend Etienne spent the night. At breakfast on Friday I snapped a few photos. First I took one of the boys. Don't they look well rested! And then, as I looked at my environment, I saw all of the evidences of the talibé ministry. There were two medical record cards with a pair of scissors on the table in front of me.
And to my left, by the door to the outside, sat the medical kit for first aid, waiting for the first arrival.
And when I went to make the boys more crêpes, there on the stove next to me was the monster-size pot of hot millet cereal simmering away! For Jane and I, home life and ministry are integrated. And that is good, though not always orderly or convenient perhaps!


