ENGA

I think God sometimes wants to impress us with what He did, and not others with what we did.

After a slow two years of planning, delays, pre-building walls, roof trusses, windows, and doors, we were off on a three-week building trip. Why I assumed we could build a whole house in 3 weeks start to finish with appliances and painting everything, is beyond me. But there we were: a caravan of three vehicles, leaving on a 12-hour road trip traveling over rough roads toward the center of the country. I had never traveled this far up the Highlands Highway and Adam Boyd, who we were going to build for, was the only one of us familiar with the drive. Three hours into the trip, the driver of the large truck, carrying almost the entire house and tools, swerved to miss a large pothole while coming around a bend.  With half the tires off the road, the extremely heavy truck tipped over and proceeded to plow a large section of the side of the road. The tires and axles were still spinning as we ran toward the wreck along with about 50-100 local Papua New Guineans. And like that, our trip was over…

Under the shade of the overturned truck, Adam took the opportunity to share about Bible translation. Many there had an open ear and they even said that there was a reason that we wrecked there.

One thing was clear: we weren’t going to Wabag to build a house for the Boyds. Adam and Martha Boyd had been working to revise the Enga New Testament ( http://pngboyd.blogspot.co.id/p/enga.html ). No doubt we were facing spiritual opposition to this project. There are an estimated 300,000 speakers of Enga. They are the largest native language in Papua New Guinea. Some of the people have been begging for a revision because it was originally translated many years ago. It is an area that has only had contact with the outside world since 1934, less than a hundred years! But, what could we do now? The project was clearly derailed.

We were thanking God that no one was seriously injured in the accident as all three men slowly crawled out of the only usable door. We contacted our Ukarumpa center and they began arranging help for us: a security team, a car load of mechanics, accommodations at a local missionary center, and a crucial call to a commercial trucking company. Mapai Transport had the resources we needed. However, we had to wait until the end of the day for a super-size rescue truck to turn us upright and tow us. We retreated to New Tribes Mission’s center in Goroka. They put us up for the night and fed us. We were so thankful for their hospitality. We would be headed home the following day.  We all called our families to let them know.

However, after a refreshing night of sleep and some renewed energy we made the opposite decision; to move forward with the project. We would use Mapai Transport again to carry the building supplies to Enga since our truck was not drive-able. We were so grateful again for this company. We stayed one more day at New Tribes and left two days behind schedule.

Removing our load from the broken Hino 700.

Adam buying roadside sweet potatoes on our way to the village.

After ten more hours of driving (including one more overnight), we finally arrived in Enga!  The next few weeks were filled with the excitement of being in a new place, living in a village house, eating village food, cold baths in the streams, hard work, long days, and fellow-shipping with new friends.  We were welcomed with gifts of food and friendship by villagers who had been passed by for far too long. The area has had a lot of fighting in the past and now they are working hard to improve their lives. “So many people are afraid to live in this area” said local Pastor Ekki. He says that as people drive by the area, they say, “You don’t want to stop here. This area is no good.” They are so grateful that the Boyds have decided to call this their home while they work with their translation team on this major revision of the Enga Bible.

The next two and a half weeks we worked almost sun-up to sundown, six days a week.

The children all helped us unload when we got to the village.

This is where our crew slept while we built.

Work begins!!!

 

Carrying in parts of the house through the local gardens, filled with kau kau (sweet potato).

We were building on Pastor Benjamin's land. God transformed Benjamin's life several years ago. His testimony and humility really impacted me.

We had lots of local help as well.

Digging a hole for a septic tank, PNG-style.

Pastor Ekki was one of my favorite people in this village.  He was a hard worker with a heart of gold. I felt like he was my personal guardian. He was always nearby, ready to help and watching out for me.

People were constantly feeding us and bringing stuff from their gardens.

Pastor Benjamin, Martha, and their two kids moved out of their house so we could sleep in it. They had true servant attitudes. They slept in our large tent at the work site watching out for our things. Martha cooked for our whole crew every night

Smoke pours from every roof while they cook each day. Another reason for inside fires is because of the chilly nights.

This small store is near the building site.

From the day we broke ground to the day we finished, was two weeks three days. The house has a tank to collect water from the roof, solar hot water, electricity from solar power, and indoor plumbing. What none of us would have believed was possible on the day of the wreck, was accomplished!

Matthew 19:26 “With man this is impossible, but with God all things are possible."

Without it we Would Die!

Sound extreme? What is more important than water? Nothing?

Water--The whole world spends so much time and money looking for it, collecting it, and saving it. It is often taken for granted by many, but others are willing to die for it. Back home in the United States we usually just turn on a tap and we've got water.  If you leave the hose running, oh well, "That happened."

Here at Ukarumpa, our highlands center, we get water from two different sources.  It's good to have two different sources for times when one method is not working or we have not gotten enough rain. Each house on our center collects clean rain water off of our roofs. In rainy season, that fills the tanks and then the surplus runs back to the ground. We also have a center system that pumps water out of the river, to the top of our center, using a series of collection tanks and pumps. This water is generally used just for toilets, some showers and laundry.  Most people try their best to never use the river water in their sinks, as it is not clean.

A translator needed this water tank in their village in the mountains.  There are only two ways in:  Walking two days along a jungle path or by helicopter.  This helicopter pilot prepares the tank to be sling-loaded into the village.

We were praying for a good flight. The clouds were close to covering up the village he was flying to, and when he took the previous sling-load, this tank rolled about 200 ft. away. The tank was shaking on lift-off but everything went smoothly.

In June, we finished installing two new, giant water tanks to provide river water storage for our center. This should more than triple our storage capacity! Our previous storage tanks are on the right.

Collecting rain water from our roof.  The last time we had a good rain like this was in May.

Before we installed it, Grayson sprayed out our new rainwater storage tank!

He spent an hour in there.  It really needed it, and he was thrilled!

This new tank is an answer to prayer! Thank you for your donations! It doubles our current storage, but our old tank will most likely rust out in the next year or two. It has pinhole leaks which we continue to patch.

Our good friend and plumber, Leslie, has kept us with water. He gutted two older pumps we found in our shed to reconstruct a working pump! I was impressed. This is the old, leaking pump that he removed. Tenkyu, Leslie! Yu boi stret!

Our pump sends water to our solar hot water tank and throughout the house.

We are in the middle of dry season now. Our metal tank is now almost empty and the new tank is only 1/3 full. Bring on the Rain!!!! You probably already know my opinion, but there is one thing more important than water. The reason we are here.

Jesus Promises Living Water

John 4:13-14

Jesus said..., “Everyone who drinks this water will be thirsty again. But whoever drinks the water I give him will never thirst. Indeed, the water I give him will become in him a fount of water springing up to eternal life.”

Places We've Laid Our Heads

 OUR HOME!

Our Home July 2015-to-Present Ukarumpa, Papua New Guinea. Formerly owned by Jeff and Kristen Brewer. We wish you were still here, but we love your house!

I (Matt) want to write this as a testimony to God's goodness to us! Our home here might not be impressive by American standards, but it is a great blessing to our family. It is actually beautiful and has more than we need. Compared to a typical PNG home, it is impressive!

We have a view of sunsets, coffee plantations, villages, gardens, and fields of kunai grass. We collect our rainwater in a big, aging metal water tank. We have 4 solar panels on the roof to give us piping hot water. In the back yard we have a banana patch. We have started growing corn, pumpkins, pineapples, beans, peppers, herbs, cucumbers, and soon...jalapenos!

When we sold our house in Boone in 2012, we didn't know where we would live, specifically. For the past three years we have lived or stayed in more than 30 or so homes! People have been so generous in opening their homes and sharing what they have with us.

The following is a short list of places we've stayed. Many houses have been left out.

Waxhaw NC, 1995-2015 We have been in and out of Nana and Papa Young's house for a long time.  It always feels like home! Many memories of breaks, summers, Christmases, and Holidays here.

Laurel Bloomery, Summer 2015 Grandma and Grandpa Golding's farmhouse in Laurel Bloomery, Tennessee. They have recently restored this house. Over furlough it became a special place for our family.

Vilas, NC Jan 2015-June 2015 We got to live in this house for 6 months of our furlough. It is owned by our friends Marta and Dave. It was a fun house in one of our favorite places: the mountains of Boone, North Carolina!

Long Island, Papua New Guinea June 2014  I (Matt) stayed in this beauty for two nights on a remote island. We were there for a Bible dedication. It was a short stay, but I had to include it for obvious reasons. It looks great but the floor was not much to sleep on and if I rolled through the open plastic wall on the far side I would have ended up in the ocean! Can't complain-no mosquitoes or rats! In the mornings you could watch large Blue Trevally swim underneath us.

Eastern Highlands Province, Papua New Guinea (Ukarumpa) January 2014-November 2014. We rented the Rehm's house...not a great picture of the house, but the kid is adorable.

Ukarumpa April 2013-January 2014. Our first rental house in Ukarumpa was the Troolin's house.

Just kidding! Never stayed here. I found this picture on the internet. Cool though, right? (Search: tree house, Indonesia)

Surumaran, PNG  March 2013-April 2013  Two villagers, Jems and Lidia, generously vacated their house for 5 weeks to let us stay there as we learned the culture and language. We learned so much from our time in this village.  It has a special place in our hearts.

Nobnob, PNG One night in February 2013 We stayed one night in Papa Ganig's house. Papa Ganig has been an employee of the Pacific Orientation Course school for many, many years.  We stayed here to begin to familiarize ourselves with the PNG way of life.

Pacific Orientation Training School, Madang, PNG  January 2013-April 2013  This one room dorm became our home while we were in training. It doesn't look like much and...it isn't.  However, it felt as clean as a hospital and as comfortable as the Hilton after coming back to it from village-living. We take for granted many conveniences we have.

Vilas, NC  June 2012-Dec 2012. We rented this place after we sold our house in Sugar Grove/ Boone, NC and before we left for Papua New Guinea in January 2013.

Sugar Grove, NC 2006- 2012 I built this home with the help of my brother and several others, on five acres. We sold it in 2012 so we could go to Papua New Guinea to work with Wycliffe Bible Translators. We loved this house, but we have never regretted selling it.

Yarinacocha, Peru, South America 1977-1995  This is my family in front of the only childhood home that I had. I spent the first 17 years of my life there. We have come full-circle. Now we also have two children and a home in a third world country. Like my childhood home, we also have two propane tanks, a house on posts, and a metal roof in the tropics. Nothing is quite as soothing as a rainstorm on a metal roof.

We have found these verses to be true! 

Jeremiah 29:11 "For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you a hope and a future."

Mark 10: 29-30 “I tell you the truth," Jesus replied, “no one who has left home or brothers or sisters or mother or father or children or fields for me and the gospel will fail to receive a hundred times as much in this present age (houses and brothers and sisters and mothers and children and fields - and with them, persecutions) and in the age to come, eternal life."

This Guy Might Be Crazy (A Siane Language Adventure)

As I watched him I thought, "This guy might be crazy." He was an old man. For the first time ever he was listening to an AudiBible in his own language. The Siane language has had the New Testament for many years, but its use is not widespread. Many people cannot read. We were on a short exploratory trip to determine if an audio recording of the Bible would be well-received and if people would use it. As I watched this guy holding the Audi Bible to his ear, it looked like he thought he was talking on a cell phone. He kept talking to it. I thought he was saying "Nau nite. Nau nite.", which in Tok Pisin means, "Tonight. Tonight." I wondered who this poor old man thought he was talking to. As it turned out, what he was really saying was "O Nae! O Nae!", which in his language means, "This is True! This is Good!" He was in fact an old believer, and he was absorbing every word that came out of this little solar-powered device. Every time someone listened to it they had a similar excited reaction.

 Our trip started out rough. Scott Carey, Ivan Dishman and I left our center early on a Saturday morning, the day after Christmas. Other drivers and people along the road kept warning us to turn around. About an hour into our trip we realized that was good advice. We came upon a road block.  It was Boxing Day, a National holiday, and for some reason this caused unrest all along the Highlands Highway.  There were reportedly multiple road blocks. After seeing our first one we decided it would be better to turn around quickly and head for home. We would try again the next day.

Sunday was much smoother and after driving for a few hours as we were approaching our destination, something odd happened.  While having a different color skin is noticed everyday, we'd never had someone try to stop us like that. We were at the peak of the Dualo Pass, one of the highest points in the area. It felt a little like a different country and it was covered in fog. Normally we would not even slow down, however a nice Toyota Cruiser was pulled over and they were waving us down. As we hesitantly pulled up next to them, they asked us if they could take a picture of us with them. We first said no and that we needed to head on. However after finding out that the driver was a police commander, we thought it might be a good time to stop and reorganize our cargo which was not strapped down well.

 Not fully realizing that this might be a divine appointment, we got out. Another police car pulled up. After learning what we were doing, they said that Siane was their "Tok Ples", their language! Scott immediately pulled out a small electronic WiFi device that contained not just the Siane language New Testament, but also The Luke video (Story of Jesus) and  Mark chapters 1-4 in Audio (which is all that has been recorded to date). This special device allows anyone within range to download all of that to their cell phones. Almost instantly the cell phones came out. The young kids understood the technology better than their parents, just like it is in America. At the same time, we began playing the Audio Bibles for them. Their eyes were big as they heard the Bible being spoken to them in their heart language. The police commander was very familiar with the printed Bible and owned one. He however, told us that hearing the Bible in his language was so "swit", sweet (but also means good or nice). Over and over he said how pure the language recording was and that it was so piercing and he felt it in his core. We left after half an hour, excited about our unexpected stop.
Our connection in the village was Pastor Benjamin and his wife Carolin, long time friends of Scott. They graciously hosted us. We slept in their home and Carolin cooked for us. I loved getting to know this genuinely happy family. I pray that God continues to protect them and let them be a light in their community.

Pastor Benjamin, his wife Carolin, and their family.

Jim, one of the original national translators for the Siane Language.

This lady was so excited to hear the Gospel of Mark spoken to her in her own language. She sat right there listening for a long time, calling to others to come listen.

Some of Benjamin's family. Even though this wasn't his dialect, he said it was clear to him and he really liked hearing it. He asked if we would leave it with him for the afternoon and so we did.

Ivan and I loved meeting new friends in the Siane area.

Our trip was short, but encouraging. There were many other things that occurred on this trip that were out of the ordinary, including running into Sam Kenni (striped shirt), who works on our center. This is his language and he has the ability to record all of the Siane language onto AudiBible. He was randomly there for Christmas break. Coincidence? I don't think so. He works closely with our center and could be instrumental with making this happen. We now realize that many people in this language group could definitely use the full recording of the New Testament. This has been a long-time desire for Scott and I was thankful to be included. We are contemplating how to make a complete recording a reality.