I Will Never Look At My Refrigerator The Same

How do you eat a cow? One bite at a time! Ya that illustration always grossed me out too but right now that illustration is something Dave and I have to keep reminding ourselves of. With all the information we are being given we have to remind ourselves that we need to process it one bite at a time. We have started off the semester with some pretty intense courses; Missionary Technology, Biblical Parenting, Families and Education and Field Health to name a few. Today I wanted to talk to you about Missionary Technology. Dave and I have been really excited to start this class and although we are enjoying it, it is quite a heavy load! Since all this information is vital to our living and surviving in a tribal context we know just how important it is and we want to soak up and learn as much as possible. We are thankful to be here and to be receiving this training because when it comes to things like how to wire your PV Solar panels to your home, what kind of electricity to use, what kind of batteries to buy, what tools to take, what kind of appliances to take, how to use a volt meter, how to calculate watts, how to solder wires together even down to how to choose and take care of your refrigerator, we are clueless. So with all that here is one small area where my glass has been shattered. I have a confession to make. For the last 27 years of my life I have taken my refrigerator for granted. I know its bad. When I want something to eat I go and open the doors and scan over each shelf and drawer hoping to find a left over piece of something delicious. Not like I don’t know what’s already in there I just hope and pray that the magical dessert fairy visited my fridge when I wasn’t looking and left me a piece of cheesecake or a snowcone. Come on you know you do it too. When I stand there with the door open for a good few minutes I don’t worry about letting all the cold air out or that I would be using too much energy by gazing in our fridge, no it has never crossed my mind. But my glass has been shattered as I have now learned that the days of making up my mind on what I want to eat after the fridge is already opened are gone. Oh the travesty! We had a whole class dedicated to the care and maintenance of our future tribal refrigerator. I know, intense hu? What kind you need to buy, how big it needs to be, what the coils need to be made of, how often you have to defrost it, what should go in, what shouldn’t go in and how to keep it running in the middle of the humid and hot jungle. My Dad loves to here about all the techy stuff we are learning and so the other night I was talking to him about the type of refrigerator we will be getting (a chest as opposed to a stand up because a stand up uses 40% more energy to run) and he says this, “Oh ya those are good but I never got them because I was afraid of you kids getting locked inside.” What?! When my dad first said this I thought, “Great thanks Dad as if I don’t have enough to pray about to the Lord, now I have to pray over my fridge! Plus, who would climb in a refrigerator?” Then I remembered what Papua New Guinea felt like and climbing in a fridge wouldn’t be that strange considering the weather. It will be pad locked for sure. But in all seriousness Dave and I are really starting to learn a lot more of what its going to take to live in a tribe and what’s going to change once we get there. This is exciting to us. We knew going into training things were going to change but we didn’t know what that would be like or how it would happen. Thankfully, training here at MTC is filling in those gaps and providing us with what we need in order to accomplish the task of one day sharing the gospel with an unreached tribe. Thank you for joining us in this. Thank you for giving, loving, encouraging, supporting, uplifting, and walking right here along with us. We love and appreciate you all. Until all hear, Emily