Thursday, January 26, 2017
Beyond Words – Foreign Materials
Thursday, January 19, 2017
Milestone Day
I love days like today (written Dec 30th). Although the morning routine is the same - read in bed before getting up, eat a quick breakfast, say goodbye to the family and walk across the dust field to the translation office – yet there is a noticeable spring in my step. Why? Because today was a milestone day. After plugging away on team checking the book of Revelation for 4 weeks now, all that remained for this morning was the final seven verses, on two of which I had no exegetical questions to ask. And believe me, finishing Revelation would feel good, better than I would have initially expected. You see, Revelation is supposed to be a relatively easy book to translate. Its author, John, writes in the easiest Greek of all the NT authors and although the concepts and images may be quite troublesome for pastors and teachers to interpret, their concrete, visual nature is actually quite straightforward in translation. At least that is what I've been telling people for years – unfortunately, I've since eaten those words. While we certainly did enjoy the break from Paul's difficult, run-on sentences, Peter's complicated, abstract thoughts, and the deep theology of John's Gospel, we instead encountered more than a few problems in trying to describe things that simply are not present in Gmz life experience.
At times, we felt very much like John who was given the impossible task of describing visions of heaven using only earth-bound conventions of human language. It is for this reason that the word “like” occurs in the English translation of Revelation 66 times, and the word “as” another 44 times. A voice like a trumpet, someone like a son of man, hair white like wool, as white as snow, eyes like blazing fire, feet like bronze, voice like the roar of rushing waters….all that in the span of just a few verses of chapter 1! Thus 110 uses of comparative words used by John as he struggles to relate totally foreign images to that which is within the realm of his experience and that of his readers. So also, as with John, we found ourselves struggling for words, even at times when we felt we had grasped that which John was striving toward, we lacked the language to adequately capture the thought. And so, thankful for having 5 years of translation under our belts, we continued our tried-and-true method of talking through hypothetical scenarios, “following paths worn by long-eared cottontails” and “chasing non-domesticated water-fowl”, all toying with language to see if we might stumble onto a new expression.
And that we did, at times… And so, with the challenges of Revelation fresh in my mind, I invite you into the translation office in the next series of blogs entitled “Beyond Words”.
Monday, January 2, 2017
Let the Story Be Told
Really it's an argument from silence, but in a non-traditional sense. Some of you, though not as many as I would probably like to believe, have probably noticed a major decrease in new blog entries this past year, more specifically since May. In some ways, it has been a freeing feeling for me to take a break from blogging, put the computer away to focus on other more important things: ie. my family. Specifically, last May, while away from home at an international conference, I spent a lot of time processing where I spend my time and energy. I knew that Andrea needed me more than ever during this season in our lives, and together we lamented to see the trajectory that Micah was on toward discouragement and negativism against everything present in his life (his sisters, his mom, his schooling, his lack of English-speaking friends, etc). And so, at that conference, I made the conscious decision that blogging, among other things in life, would be pushed to the back-burner of my life, for the sake of intentional investment in my family.
Now this all sounds very noble and good, after all, what does a man gain if he records a lot of nice stories but loses his family? At the same time, there is something very sad about it as well. I write blogs for at least two reasons. The first being the reciprocal relationship that is formed through the blog, that is the joy of welcoming others into experiencing our story while at the same time feeling loved and appreciated by those who take the time to read it. This hits two things that are very important to me: 1) being heard and 2) helping partners in ministry feel like they are a part of it.
The second reason that I write blogs is that it helps me process through life. When I set my fingers tapping on the keyboard, they often lead my mind to conclusions that it otherwise doesn't want to go to. When I read and reread the story I've written, new truths and lessons pop out in meaningful ways. In a sense, it’s a journal, but at the same time a conversation with myself that keeps me focused on what's important and why I'm here. It is this second reason that kept me writing, even when I felt like the blog's readership had tapered off (based on the only thing I have to go on, comments back to me).
In the past seven/eight months as I have neglected the blog, I have seriously missed the positive outcomes of these two reasons. More than ever, I feel the vast ocean that separates us from our partners back in the US, and, though maybe not directly related to the blog, I wonder if our partners would say the same from their end. At the same time, my failure to process life through this written means has seemingly taken its toll on my ability to rejoice in our life and ministry. For the first time in the past eight years, I frequently find myself without a “story to tell,” that is, I no longer rejoice in the “Story of God's Faithfulness” to us (as the blog is titled). It is not that God is no longer faithful, nor that he isn't writing his exciting story all around us, rather it is that I am not pausing enough to reflect upon that story in ways that nourish my soul and fan my passion into flame. This resulting starvation of my passion toward God and ministry is, I believe the most detrimental consequence of my decision last May.
Now, don't hear me wrong, my relationship with God is not solely dependent upon whether or not I write blogs. However, it brings to light something our Wycliffe resource coordinator (and friend) helped us realize a while back: recognizing, meditating upon and writing down the story of God's faithfulness, may certainly be considered a spiritual discipline. And so, at the beginning of 2017, I declare with new enthusiasm, let the story be told. And just in time, as we have the feeling 2017 will be a year filled with many exciting new adventures! J
