Zai jyen! Ming tyen wor yao zo ler. (Goodbye! Tomorrow is my last day here)
It is with much sadness that I sit down to write my last blog in Puli. It has only been 8 weeks, yet it seems like I've lived here for months. We've made so many good friendships and had so many fond memories and I am so thankful to God for this experience to come overseas.
Well before I completely lose it with sentimentality, I should probably update you all with the latest news.
Christmas
We were given a lift to Kaohsiung by Dr Chu who was going there for some Christian outreach event. On the way he picked up one of his friends who was a magician (and a pastor) so we got to see all his magic tricks in the car (some of which we could work out, but others were pretty amazing!) and then as we neared the end of our journey we decided to teach them how to sing "Skippy the Bush Kangaroo". If you had heard them singing you would have laughed, as none of the words were recognizable... but they thought it was amazing that they could sing a song about a kangaroo. Then they taught us to sing "Jesus loves me this I know" in Mandarin, but all I can remember from that is "Yesu ai wor" (Jesus loves me). Once in Kaohsiung we hoped on a bus which took us all the way to the very very southernmost tip of Taiwan called Heng Chun.
Pete and Jade's church in Sydney support a missionary from Australia who lives in Heng Chun and so we stayed with her for the 4 days of our Christmas break. Christine is a very amazing lady who works very hard to tell the people here about Jesus. As we spent time with her, we had many good chats about what she does and some of the problems she encounters. She had just hosted an overseas short term mission team before we arrived and yet was still willing to have us stay with her and annoy her.
On the Christmas Eve, we were shown around the town of Heng Chun and saw the fresh meat markets (with large cow hearts hanging on hooks in front of you) and the old city gates and walls (once designed to keep marauding invaders out - but now the town spills out of these containment walls and into the surrounding countryside). In the afternoon we went for a leisurely bike ride around the area and got to see a nice scenic view of a nuclear powerplant (we don't have those in Australia) and some new rice paddies being planted. At night time we celebrated Pete's birthday and Jade and Christine made him a delicious carrot cake. Seeing as we had the candles out, we also struck up our own set of Carols by Candlelight which was in direct competition with the karaoke across the road.
The next morning I arose early; not to rush and open presents, but to call my family who were 3 hours ahead of me and so although they were awake, I'm not too sure that I was 100% with it. It was good however, to speak with them and I can't wait to see them all in January!
Most people in Taiwan do not celebrate Christmas and so was no church service on in the morning, so Christine decided to take us to the beach for a truly Australian Christmas. Now what seems to be the problem with this? Namely that it is winter here in Taiwan and most people do not swim in the ocean in winter. However, Taiwan is very tropical, so I got to spend my first Christmas on the beach surrounded by beautiful green palm trees and a crystal blue sea. The sand was as hot as it is in Sydney (my feet hurt!) and I even managed to get a little sunburnt (even after applying copious amounts of sunscreen). We swam and ate and thoroughly enjoyed ourselves so that by the time we got home we all headed inside for a well deserved nap.
In the evening we were invited to join with some other Australian and American missionaries at a nearby OMF 'holiday house' for Christmas Dinner. We met Phil and Irene Nicholson who are from Sydney (Phil will be one of the main speakers at this year's Katoomba Easter Convention) and were able to talk with them about their experiences of being missionaries and Taiwanese living. They admitted that the food we were eating in Puli was probably 'extremely traditional Taiwanese' food (which they didn't like either!) and so I feel much better about my food issues now.
After dinner we spent some time singing carols and playing some fun games together and I was so encouraged to see how God is using these people to spread his Word here in Taiwan. I pray that they would continue to be faithful and that many more people here would come to know about Jesus this year.
In the middle of dinner we were interrupted by what sounded like an explosion. In fact it was a funeral pyre with fireworks next door and the neighbors were burning this giant ornate paper house to 'send it over' to the afterlife. It was so sad to see these people imprisoned in the chains of empty religion, chasing after things that cannot save them. They really need to hear about Jesus!
On Sunday we had a quiet day at home and in the evening went to the Kenting Night markets in the nearby tourist town. Then on Monday we went for a short walk into the town before heading home to Puli.
We learned a lot from talking to Christine and the other missionaries whilst in Heng Chun. They are faithful people who deserve our prayers daily. I was challenged to be more prayerful for them and I was amazed at the way they live their lives amongst the Taiwanese here.
On the way home, God gave me an opportunity to talk to a man about Jesus. As we were on the train, the man sitting next to me started talking to me in broken English and we got to talking about his family and job and the Taiwanese politics and then I asked him if he had a religion. He said that he thought all religions were the same, so I was able to talk to him abut why Jesus is different. I don't know how much he understood, but please pray that our conversation may cause him to think more seriously about who Jesus is.
Well I'm sorry to have to run, but there is so much I need to do before we leave tomorrow. I will be back in Sydney on New Year's Eve and will turn my phone back on then if you need to call me (0402 575 856).
I will also write my final blog on New Year's Day sometime so until then, God bless and keep running the race!
Jimbo