Bangladesh Update #5

Bujhi na.

It’s become one of my favourite phrases here in Bangladesh.  I use it everywhere. As I navigate transportation in the city, when I’m hanging out with Bangladeshi students, and every morning at placement.

At any given point you can likely hear someone on our team say it, usually prefaced by “Oh no.”

Bujhi na.  It means “I do not understand.”

It’s because there are still a lot of things that we do not understand here.  Things about culture and gender and issues of justice. Even the massive language gap attests to how very much we do not understand on a daily basis

But in spite of our constant state of “bujhi na,” I’m amazed by the depth of relationships that have been built here in Bangladesh. Surely these are signs of the Kingdom, growing among us as we partner with our Bengali friends.

Today, the team went to placement for the last time.  After a month of building friendships at various locations across the city, it’s a sad and hard day.  But also a beautiful one. Together, we have witnessed the power of love and intentionality, especially when it’s in the name of Jesus. No matter how big the language barrier, there were many tears, a clear sign of the lasting impact these relationships will have in our lives.

As we enter our final five days in Bangladesh, there will be many more experiences like today.  These days will be filled with goodbyes, as we reflect on the ways that God has grown our love for the people of this country.

So It might be true that there is much we still do not understand, but our hearts have been irrevocably changed by this experience.

As we navigate this season of ending, would you please pray with us:

Pray for our placement locations—the students at the Student Friendship Centre and the HEED Arts School and the women and children at the Children Uplift Program and Centre for the Training and Rehabilitation of Destitute Women.

Pray for our team as we grieve and process this time of transition.

Pray for our Acts manuscript camp, as we  head into two full days of scripture study with Bengali students.

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Israel Update: A (miraculous?) early morning encounter

One shouldn’t use the word “miraculous” casually. Within the natural order, many strange coincidences occur: the unexpected and the unlikely happen often enough but they still cause wonder. People of faith know that God our Father is the great choreographer in the dance of the universe.  And  we are in Israel, the land of many miracles, including the resurrection of Jesus, who was dead and in the grave and is alive forever more. So I will describe for you what happened and you can tell me what you think.

The student conference was over – it had been intense. As you would expect! Israel is a land of profound ethnic, religious and historic divisions. Students from many shades of belief and unbelief had gathered in the firm conviction that God’s love is for all people. The unity in diversity had been powerful. Now they had scattered back to their universities and families.

We – the thirteen Canadians – were exhausted and happy to have an evening to de-brief and rejoice. Dom announced that she was feeling unwell. Something she ate? Over-tiredness?  A flu bug?  She grew worse and took to her bed. The big danger in such a hot climate is de-hydration and she could not keep anything down.

At 3:30 am Ian decided to take her to the hospital and set off immediately, not sure where to find a hospital in nearby Tel Aviv. The roads were very dark and very deserted. Ian pulled into a gas station, uncertain if anyone would be there. Suddenly, a man appeared – he had been putting air in his tires and Ian asked the way to the hospital. The man replied in English, “I am a doctor. Can I help you?” Really?  A doctor? On an empty country road at 3am? Even, as a final twist of humour and assurance from God, the angel-like doctor was a Canadian from Montreal now living in Israel!

After careful questioning, he recommended that they not go to the hospital. “They have much more urgent cases. Give her lots of water and she should be fine soon.” Back to bed for Dom. Back to much needed sleep for Ian. All around relief.  And great thanksgiving to God. The doctor was right. Three more people had this slight flu and all recovered quickly. We went on our way rejoicing.