Snow in Santiago

By: Tabi

Lydia looks at the snow.

It snowed in Santiago.  It does snow occasionally in the parts of Santiago that are nearest to the Andes, but I’m told it hasn’t snowed like this in the rest of Santiago in 40 years.  Although it knocked out our power for the rest of the day, it was still nice to watch.  The city of Santiago, though, is not equipped to handle snow.  There were quite a few car accidents, lots of smashed plants, fallen branches, and slippery streets.

The snow crushed and broke our canopy, and may have killed off our poor lantana.  Nevertheless, it looked nice.
The cacti in the front yard seemed to do just fine, though.
Fallen branches and leaves littered our street.
By the time nighttime came around, things got pretty dark.  We pulled out our emergency lights and used those until the power finally came back on, around 8PM.



A Worthwhile Task

By: Tabi


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Sometimes I feel like I’m not doing very much, in terms of “missionary work”.  I spend most of the day with my kids.  Sure, I get an article translated and uploaded once a week or so, but that’s about the extent of it.  I spend most of my day with my kids.  If I am truly honest with myself, it doesn’t feel very spiritual or “missionary-like”.

I don’t know if it’s just to make myself feel better, but when I start to fall in the trap of feeling unimportant or useless, I remember the paralyzing fear I felt when my daughter was born.  It sounds unreasonable to remember a fear when I’m seeking comfort, doesn’t?  Bear with me.

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When she was born and they wheeled her into the room, I was struck by the enormous task ahead.  There she was, all tiny and helpless.  I’m responsible for a human being, I thought.  And it was terrifying.  I was responsible for raising a kind, decent, loving human being.  I was responsible for teaching her about God and the person He wants her to be.  I was responsible for keeping her healthy and generally happy.

This awe tends to get lost in the shuffle of day to day life.  I’m just trying to survive each day, but still do a good job.  And now there’s two, and things feel more difficult than before.  I spend most of my day getting food ready, doing a minimum of housework, and occasionally remembering to do some kind of educational/developmental activity.  And because I admit that I am a computer-holic, I remove myself and the kids from the temptation of computers/tablets/TV as often as I can by taking them out to the mall or to a park.  Disconnect from tech.  Connect to fun, and games, and nature.  Go to the library and bury ourselves in books.  Have an oh-so-healthy meal of chicken nuggets.

They like each other.  Honest.

I’m responsible for raising human beings.  It may not feel grand or spiritual, but it is a task that is worthwhile– valuable.  I don’t know what they’ll grow up to be, and I’m only just beginning to get an inkling of their personalities.  But I know that, whatever else, they will know they are loved, by their parents and by God.  They will know that they must love, themselves and others.  They will know that Truth is worth searching for, mysteries are worth exploring, and adventures are worth having.  Beyond that, we’ll see.

I’ll do my best.  Because it’s the best job I have right now.

Clear Skies

By: Tabi


Lydia took this picture, saying she wanted to take a picture of the sky, which reminds me . . .
We don’t have a dryer.  Too expensive.  This means we dry clothes.  Sometimes on line like this, but most of the time on a drying rack.  Sometimes I miss the softness of a dryer, but most of the time, this is just fine.

New Layout, New Focus

By: Tabi


There is a park near where we live that has focused on building games that are stimulating and fun for children.  Many are also designed for the use of children with disabilities.  The mesh you see in front of Mike and Lydia is covering up their most recent construction project: water games that are also accessible to children with disabilities.  We are very happy to live near a park that makes this kind of effort to be inclusive.  Once in a while, we head over on a sunny day and let Lydia play.

Since we rarely ever use this blog anymore, I decided to give it a new layout and a new focus.  I will now try to update this with photos and a little bit of information, focusing primarily on culture and our interaction with it, as missionaries.  Here’s to keeping it updated successfully!

~ Tabi ~

The same park also has a duck pond.  Lydia very much enjoys watching them swim around, and feeding them oatmeal and seeds.