11 November 2017

Place at the Table

Here's a song that Ruth wrote a couple of days ago for her Uncle Bill who just passed away.  He died a believer.  This simple recording off the computer has been very encouraging to us all during this time.  I'm also proud as punch of my wife and son.

John sings background vocals during the chorus and bridge.  He also helped a bit with the crafting of the lyrics.  He said to Ruth who had written "Things are not what they seem".  He suggested that "Some things are what they seem and some aren't so we should add 'some'."  She did.  Be encouraged believer....the stories are true!



Place at the table

v. 1                         Haven’t the years been too short?
Haven’t the days grown so dim?
If life was a flower, it fades in your hand.
The hourglass has run out of sand.

v. 2                         Hasn’t the work been so hard?
                                Hasn’t the trusting come slow?
                                Now in this valley, the shadows are falling:
You’re losing the life that you know.

Chorus:                 So lay this heavy life down:
Some things are not what they seem.
Lay it down in the dust:
You’ll open your eyes and you’ll find you were dreaming.

Cause he’s set a place at the table for you,
And all that he promised is true,
There’s a book with your name in it, too.
There’s a place at the table for you.

Verse 3:                As we sit quietly here,
                                Watching the shapes on the wall,
                                All of the colors are turning to grey,
                                Waiting for evening to fall.
                               

Bridge:                  He has redeemed the days,
                                He has put sin away,
                                He has been waiting to throw the door open,

                                He has a home for you  
                                He has been working on,
                                He will come running when He sees you coming.
                                
                                {This is the mystery, This is the mystery, This is the mystery,

                                Painful but beautiful.} x2


31 October 2017

reformation day reflection


Today marks the 500th anniversary of Martin Luther presenting his 95 theses against the selling of indulgences by the official Church. It's a day to remember and thank God for not just Luther, but for many remarkable men and women who, over the course of what has come to be called the Protestant Reformation, lived and died for their faith. We owe much to them for their boldness in living by, and in many cases dying for, their conviction that God's great grace is extended to us through no work or merit of our own.

It makes sense that some of the great reformers were some of the great Bible translators! They wanted people to read the simple and beautiful Gospel truth in their own languages, that people could see past the roadblocks that representatives of the Church were putting in their way, and could find joy in a simple faith in Christ and all He had done for them.

May we continue in their footsteps: sharing the word of God with people in their heart language, trusting the Spirit to do His work: everything is from Him, through Him, and to His glory!

24 October 2017

autumn nature walks & the transcendent class

If you ever get the chance (if you haven't taken the chance yet), you should take Theory & Practice of Translation at the Graduate Institute of Applied Linguistics. Adam's the associate instructor for the course this time around, so he will get to lecture for some of the sessions and help out the course head in other ways.

As Adam has headed off for class in the mornings, I've reminisced about my experience taking the Translation course some eleven years ago. Some days the sense of the seriousness of the Bible translation task, the awe at the content of Scriptures and at the thought of how much wisdom is needed to translate it beautifully, clearly, accurately...sometimes that and more would leave the whole class sitting in a hushed silence at the end of the class hour.

And I hope those who take it now feel that same sense of joy and responsibility I felt then, and still feel, about being part of translating the word of God into languages around the world. A solemn, yet wonderful, task!

Meanwhile, our autumn days of homeschooling in cooling-down Dallas are now including plentiful nature walks through the Texas woods. These are favorite activities of mine and, I think, of my students as well. The leaf colors in Texas are not as fiery and impressive as those of northern trees, but when we look hard enough we still find some pretty red and yellow ones.









03 October 2017

we do not lose heart

"So we do not lose heart. Though our outer self is wasting away, our inner self is being renewed day by day. For this light momentary affliction is preparing for us an eternal weight of glory beyond all comparison, as we look not to the things that are seen but to the things that are unseen. For the things that are seen are transient, but the things that are unseen are eternal." (2 Corinthian 4:16-18)

This blog post has been long in coming! I found a long post in my "drafts" folder from January. Among other topics, I had written in it about one person close to us who left this world in December. I think it was the loss of a second dear friend in January that made me feel reticent to finish such a depressing blog post...so I never did finish it.

Natural disasters. Senseless acts of violence. Sickness and death of those close to me. Heart-wrenching stories I hear on the news and through friends. My own sinfulness that weighs me down daily. These things are a constant weight on my soul. Perhaps you can relate?

Yet in all these things, I don't ultimately lose heart. Jesus has overcome the world, and I can't comprehend the greatness of those things He ultimately has in store for those He has bought back from sin. The unseen, eternal things God has planned are what keep me hopeful. It's easy to be in a constant state of sadness or semi-sadness when I think about my own challenges in life, and also about the much greater difficulties and sorrows faced by others in this fallen world.

But it turns out that living in a place of brokenness and neediness, a place of wanting and hungering instead of feeling like I'm okay and have everything I need, isn't all bad. We have started memorizing Matthew 5 with the boys this school year, and while meditating on the early verses, I have been encouraged by Jesus' words: it's the spiritually deficient, the humble, the sad and the hungry who are actually the blessed ones! He said,

"Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.

Blessed are those who mourn, for they shall be comforted.

Blessed are the meek, for they shall inherit the earth.

Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they shall be satisfied." (Matthew 5:3-6)

What Jesus said doesn't make much sense if we expect to see the fulfillment here and now. Now is the time for feeling our need of Him, for mourning, for humbling ourselves before Him, for longing to be clothed in His righteousness. And the day is coming when we will be comforted, when we will find a secure and lasting home which He is preparing for us, and when we (and everything) will finally be completely made right.

This hope in the love and goodness of God, who has promised good things that are yet to be realized, keeps me going. Evil touches us everywhere and manifests itself in different ways in each place: the USA and CAR each have their unique sorrows and dangers. But each of His children, no matter what we are facing here on earth, has something certain, and much more glorious, to look forward to:

"For we know that if the tent that is our earthly home is destroyed, we have a building from God, a house not made with hands, eternal in the heavens. For in this tent we groan, longing to put on our heavenly dwelling, if indeed by putting it on we may not be found naked. For while we are still in this tent, we groan, being burdened—not that we would be unclothed, but that we would be further clothed, so that what is mortal may be swallowed up by life. He who has prepared us for this very thing is God, who has given us the Spirit as a guarantee.

"So we are always of good courage. We know that while we are at home in the body we are away from the Lord, for we walk by faith, not by sight."
(2 Corinthians 5:1-7)

30 January 2017

Noah and the Dubious Rainbow Lizards


Although this post's title may sound like the name of an alt-punk band whose latest album I'm reviewing...it isn't.  Fear not, this post very well may be more colorful than that (in a certain way)...maybe...

During the translation check of Genesis in Bhogoto, we came to Genesis 9:13-15; in this passage, God makes a promise to Noah after he has left the ark and made sacrifice:

“I have set my rainbow in the clouds, and it will be the sign of the covenant between me and the earth.  Whenever I bring clouds over the earth and the rainbow appears in the clouds, I will remember my covenant between me and you and all living creatures of every kind. Never again will the waters become a flood to destroy all life.”

After checking these verses for accuracy and naturalness, we also briefly discussed what they mean for us today: namely, that God is not going to repeatedly wipe out the world in spite of humanity’s ongoing sinfulness.  One great way that God shows his love and mercy continually to a rebellious creation is that he doesn't give us what we deserve in the form of judicial execution. God loves the world. Evidence? It's continuing to breath.  It was a meaningful discussion.

 Afterwards, curious how rainbows are understood by the Bhogoto people, I asked, “By the way, what do the Bhogoto believe about rainbows?  For example, where do they come from?  What do they mean?”

My good friend who served as a pastor before becoming a Bible translator, replied, “Well, we believe a rainbow is the kada (a local, multicolored lizard) who shines his colors out for all to see.  And if you see the lizard who is making the rainbow from himself, he will chase you, and if he bites you then you will die.”

He then related a story about when he traveled to the neighboring country and was walking down the road, when suddenly a passerby pointed up at the sky in terror and said to him, “Quick, run!  He’ll soon be after us!” The man was pointing at a rainbow, and my friend starting running for his life with this man to escape from the unseen pursuer.  My friend then told me that he wasn’t sure if they believed the same thing or not about rainbows, but it must have been similar.

Outwardly, I calmly said, “Interesting! I didn’t know about that.”  But inwardly, I was sad to think of my noble, wise and godly pastor friend running for his life from a measly lizard that was neither chasing him nor able to kill him.

Afterwards, when we had eaten lunch, I found a time when I was alone with my friend and asked him, “After we’ve read in Genesis what rainbows are really about, what do you think about the Bhogoto belief of rainbows?”

His response was as wise as my friend usually is. “Well,” he said, “really the Genesis account shows that our belief is not true.  It’s not about death, but about God’s grace every day for all people.”
We went on and both recounted examples of how the stories and beliefs from our ancestors (both American and Bhogoto) had to be compared to what the Bible says, because not everything we grew up hearing is the truth.

It’s always a joy to see that, as Christians, no matter how different our belief systems are, we can see the power of God’s word challenging and transforming the deep stories that we hold so true.

27 January 2017

Elvis, the Bhogoto, and Nuptial Stickiness


Most of my early music influences came via my Christmas stocking.  Christmas morning my parents often left some musical delight (cassettes at the time) for my enjoyment in the upcoming new year.  Memorable ones include my introduction to early Robert-Johnson-esque- blues via Eric Clapton’s “Unplugged” album.  Louis Armstrong’s “Greatest Hits” was my all-time favorite as it introduced me into the wonderful world of jazz.  I can still remember ol’ Satchmo’s grinning mug on the cover clutching his fabled horn.  One Christmas I received one entitled Elvis’ “Greatest Hits.” The cover showed a close-up of the young slim Elvis with a bright red background behind.  I wasn’t initially interested, but I ended up catching the appeal and enjoying all of the songs from “Hound Dog” and “Jailhouse Rock” to “Suspicious Minds.” I soon learned to sing along and was imitating the king’s famous hip moves (not in public of course). 

Fast forward about 25 years from that Christmas to a couple weeks before Christmas 2016.  One Elvis song in particular popped into my mind as we were in the thick of checking the Bhogoto Bible translation team’s draft of Genesis 2:24.  The passage, of course, is well known where the author Moses gives a pastoral explanatory note at the end of the creation and presentation of Eve to Adam. It explains the basics of what marriage is all about.  He says,

“Therefore a man shall leave his father and his mother and hold fast to his wife, and they shall become one flesh.”

We checked the first clause of the verse, and after checking with the back translator it seemed to communicate the correct meaning.  But I had a question about what the “and hold fast to his wife” meant in the next clause.

Literally the translation of the Bhogoto was, “This is why, a man will leave his father and his mother so that he might sit with his wife.”

I knew that in Bhogoto ‘sit’ can mean simply ‘to sit’ but often means ‘to live’.  I assumed in my preparation before the check that this verb would be a problem because the verb  in Hebrew for ‘cleave, hold fast, etc.’ (dabaq)  and the verse in general means so much more than a man simply changing his address when he gets hitched.  I also thought that this “live with” meaning was what they translated because they translated from a French Bible that (erroneously, in my humble opinion) translated the verse “in order to live with his wife”.

So, we started to check the next clause, and as usual, one of the translators read out loud the text in Bhogoto and the back translator orally translated that into French for me. It was as I expected, “…a man will leave his father and his mother so that he might sit with his wife.”

I then asked the back translator, “What does this mean in this passage to you, ‘a man will sit with his wife’? Explain to me what the text means.”  Much to my surprise all of the translators gave out a nervous chuckle and started sheepishly looking down at the ground.  One of the translators quickly lifted up his head and our eyes met, he grinned and then made his eyebrows jump twice, which culturally means, “You know what we’re talking about.”

My mind starting darting back and forth, because I certainly didn’t know “what he was talking about.”  What would make these men slightly sheepish that has to do with a man sitting with his wife….  My mind suddenly found a cerebral file from my grad school days and I asked them.  “In Bhogoto, when a man sits with a woman, is that a euphemism for something...like sex?”  They all blushed and replied smiling (smiling is more for nervousness in the culture) “Yes.”  The translator continued “Certainly it can mean literally that a man will literally sit or live with his wife.  But that doesn’t make sense here in this context and everyone reading or hearing this passage will think about sex.”

So I then said, “What have you always thought about what this passage means?”

One of them replied, “It means that this is what you do when you get married, you have sex.  This is the permitted way to have sex.”

I went on to explain their understanding of sex is certainly correct but the verse is saying something different about marriage.

I explained, “The verb you translated as ‘sit’ really means something more like ‘stick’.  Like glue.  The man and wife are to be an inseparable unit that not even the will of a father or mother is to separate.”

Suddenly I heard Elvis intone those love song lyrics that have apparently been indelibly stamped in my grey matter as I explained to the team how they should change their translation,

“I’m stuck like glue, yeah yeah because I’m (wait 2 beats) stuck on you.”

It’s funny how the mind works.

Now, in Central African culture, marriage is an alliance whose primary goal is to make children to increase the clan. Companionship and mutual happiness and service are not of much import. If there’s a case of sterility in either of the partners, then it is assumed that the marriage should end (just like the Western notion of ‘happiness or bust’ in marriages).  We went on and talked about how man and woman are to be inseparably stuck to one another in covenant no matter what.  This is a very different view than the prevailing culture.  Of course, every culture gets sex and marriage wrong in some way.

After the discussion of the words and the overall theological import of this passage all the translators quickly said to another, “Ndadhi! A man will leave his father and mother and ndadhi to his wife.”

“What does ‘ndadhi’ mean?”  I said.

“It’s similar to the Hebrew word actually.  First, it’s the word we use for two things that literally stick together.  Like wet leaves ndadhi to your wet leg.  Or we can say that of relationships.  There are blood covenants and friendships that ndadhi two people or groups permanently.” 

This was put into the translation and everyone was happy with the solution.

We then had a discussion how we can ourselves “stick” to our wives better and how we can teach this to our friends and neighbors to come back to the pattern that God laid out for married couples to live.

Because, even Elvis was somewhat on to God’s universal mandate for what a married couple is supposed to say to each other,


“I’m stuck like glue, yeah yeah because I’m (wait 2 beats) stuck on you.”