Beyond My Borders

It’s so easy for me to get caught up in the “everydayness” of my everyday.  There’s laundry and dishes, meals to cook, owies to kiss, frogs to find, groceries to buy…the list goes on and on.

But beyond the borders of our base, beyond the borders of Nabire, are people who are lost.  People who can still remember what human flesh tastes like.  People who are terrified of evil spirits.  People who don’t know that Papua is an island.  People who are isolated by terrain.  People who don’t know there is hope.

These aren’t nameless people on the other side of the world.  They are in my backyard.  They have faces.  They have names.  They have stories.

Papuan child Shade for the Baby Nathan and Sepius Sweet faces


What’s beyond your borders?

My Little Fish

We have just wrapped up a three-week stint of visitors.  We had a wonderful time with Nathan’s parents.  That was followed up by a visit from our friends who live interior.  You may remember them, I bragged about there here.

While Miles and Terri were still here, we took a little trip to Timika.  Timika is about an hour’s flight from here.  They have an awesome hotel there with an amazing pool for my little fish.  I swear he has natural swimming ability because he just jumps right on in and starts kicking his little feet.  He doesn’t want us to hold him anymore, he wants to be FREE!


“I do it, Mommy.”  He doesn’t even want me to catch him.  He is growing up so fast!




How can I resist this little face?  It’s impossible, I tell you.  Impossible.

This and That

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Way back when, in language school, our homework assignment one day was to go around asking “What’s this?” (Apa ini?) and “What’s that?” (Apa itu?), and then write down what we learned.  It’s a strangely humbling process as an adult when your vocabulary is limited to “What’s this?” and “What’s that,” but it is an effective language learning tool.  We learned a lot of vocabulary that day.

Now that Elias is almost two, we have entered into the “What’s this?,” “What’s that?” phase with him.  Everyday he is absorbing new vocabulary (and learning much more quickly than his mama did back in language school).

Sometimes I still feel like a toddler when I’m stumbling through my Indonesian.  There is so much vocabulary that I have forgotten just because I don’t use it.  Do I know the word for “saw”?  Nope…but Nathan does.  Does Nathan know the word for “fork”?  Nope…but I do.  It’s all a matter for what “world” we each live in within our little world here.  Sometimes I wish that I still had the little sponge brain for language that Elias has.  He is learning English and Indonesian at the same time (although he knows much more English) and he has amazing recollection for vocabulary.  Oh to be two again :-)


Grandpa and Grandma Come to Nabire!

While the whole of America, or so it seems, is glued to their t.v.’s watching the Super Bowl (I honestly would not have even known that it was Super Bowl weekend if not for social media…don’t hate me), we are enjoying a visit from Nathan’s parents!!

They have travelled halfway around the world just to hug Elias.  I mean, I guess they want to see Nathan and I too, but let’s face it, their main motivation is Elias.  He is the cutest of the three of us, so I don’t really blame them.

It has been just over a year since we last saw them in person, so I wasn’t sure how Elias would react to seeing them again.  We do frequent Skype calls, so their faces are familiar, but I’m pretty sure Elias just believed them to be an interactive t.v. show or something.

He has had a whole laundry list of things to do with them: “Granpa swing”,”Granma play blocks”, “Granpa play Legos”. And so, I am SOO happy to see him warm up to them quickly and do all the things he’s been dreaming about doing with them.

Elias and Grandpa play Legos

This makes my heart happy.

Elias and Grandma blow bubbles

And I’m quite certain that it makes Grandpa and Grandpa’s hearts happy too.