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Pacific Orientation Course

As I wrap up my brief time in HOT Madang this week, I am leaving the city for the hillside of NobNob. I am beginning a 14 week orientation period where 8 weeks I will be living in a church camp style location learning culture, anthropology, language, and customs of the land. 5 weeks following I will be in a village putting to practice skills I learned. The final week will be debriefing back at NobNob.

I want to preface, that my internet functionality and availability will be very limited for the next few months. I understand there is a very slow, like a dial-up connection available to all participants. Understand I will still have internet and best communication will be email. I can’t promise weekly blog posts or updates. I will be capturing photos and journaling my adventures.

Continue to pray for me and keep me in your thoughts. I am honored to hear the many reports and comments that you are praying for me. There is great work to be completed here. Please pray for the team and the transition/change that is amidst the group. Pray that God will give the team a resilient attitude and an act of humility for the service of our Lord.

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Journey from AK to PNG

My first video from PNG. I wanted to capture my Trans-Pacific journey from Alaska to PNG. I had stops in Seattle, Tokyo (Narita), Port Moresby before my final destination in Madang. Sorry it is a bit long but I hope you find it enlightening.

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Arrival to PNG

I arrived to Madang 8:55 AM local time with all baggage undamaged. My Trans-Pacific flight went without error or delay. My day started at waking up at 5 AM (Fri Jan 21) in Anchorage, AK. My first flight of 4 departed at 7:30 AM for Seattle. I had a one hour layover and by the time I disembarked the first flight and took 3 trams at Sea-Tac Intl Airport I arrived to the gate during pre-boarding. I had to go to the ticket counter to get a Delta ticket and they asked for return ticket which I had a one way ticket. Fortunately I had documentation stating that I was continuing on by way Tokyo to Papua New Guinea. The flight left on time (A330-300) for the 5,000 mile journey to Japan. I originally had a window seat and the seat arrangement for (2-4-2). Since there were approx 60 open seats, I preferred to find a open seat for comfort. I found a seat near the rear of the aircraft for the long 10 hr journey. Every seat had a TV monitor. Everything was free: drinks, movies, meals, etc. The first meal included a shrimp cocktail, salad, roll, and beef/noodle with sauce entrée. My first movie was The Social Network, then Grown Ups, and finally Despicable Me. The mid-flight snack was a pleasant ice cream sandwich and drink. The pre-arrival meal was a simple sandwich wrap and fruit. Overall, the flight went smooth. The wide arrangement of movies and viewing made the pleasurable flight easier.

Upon arrival to the gate in Tokyo (Narita), I heard a familiar name over the aircraft PA system. I assumed it was my name and my mind started to wonder what could be wrong. Once I walked off the plane, I found a gate agent holding a piece of paper titled, Mr Tyler Hewitt. The woman told me, that my connection with Air Nuigini will be out of Terminal 1 not Terminal 2. I was also confused with should I go to the final destination immigration line or connection immigration line. My problem was Japan is not my final destination but it was my Delta flight final destination. So where do I go? I was instructed to follow the yellow signs for connection immigration. I made it to the immigration counter and asked for my documentation which Delta did not give me on the flight. So I had to fill out a document which I did not know what information was needed. It asked how long is my stay in Japan. I was thinking I am staying 4 hrs, I am in transit. The immigration agent properly stamp my passport with a 90 day stay. I picked up my baggage, cleared customs without hassle. Now I am standing outside the airport and free to roam the country of Japan. Now back to where is my gate, terminal 1 or 2. I have no idea where anything is plus this huge TV projection of Sumo wrestling was distracting along with the Japanese language signs. I found an information counter which I find no help in the USA but traveling internationally they are great help. They told me conflicting information about my next flight. They told me Terminal 2 is where my flight is located and I need to take Bus 6 to Terminal 2. So, I did what the information agent told me. I found Bus 6 stop and got on the bus when it stopped. I arrived to Terminal 2 international departure bus stop. Now I need to find out where to go next. I go inside and I don’t see any ticket counter. Once again I have to ask the friendly information counter where is the Air Nuigini ticket counter. All they could communicate to a non-speaking Japanese speaker was 3 fingers and pointing up. So I quickly gathered it was on the 3rd floor. Nonetheless, I finally made it to the Air Nuigini flight counter at 6 pm and it didn’t open until 6:30 pm. I waited patiently begin a group of surfers with 10 surf boards on baggage carts. I checked both bags to Port Moresby and worked my way to the security checkpoint. Again immigration stamped my passport thus leaving the country. I found a wireless internet cafe and was able to quickly check email, Facebook, etc. My flight was delayed 1 hr and by this time my body is thinking it is 2-3 am Alaska time. I was fearful to take a nap and miss my connection to PNG. I stayed awake and finally boarded my flight to Port Moresby. The 6.5 hr flight on the 767 was about to begin.

My thinking was a good redeye flight and a chance to catch some sleep before I arrived in Madang to see bright-eyed folks eager to greet me. Two American guys sat cross aisle from me and every talkative and excited. I sensed an alcohol induced state and I was right. I wanted to sleep so I fell asleep soon after take off. I missed the dinner served however cherishing my rest. During my three-hour nap I remember waking every few hours to these two gentleman ordering alcohol. I was finally awakened by these two gentleman swearing, talking loud, and getting up and down very frequent. My nightmare has come true. Two drunk guys are on my flight that I am seating next too. One of them was harassing the woman in front of him and the flight attendant demanded the drunk to seat down and put on seat belt. The captain was notified and is aware of this incident. As I looked at our location we were 36,000′ and flying over Guam. I thought if this gets out of hand where in the world would the captain put this plane down? Make the long story longer, the two guys finally passed out and one of them rolled out of his seat and ended up on the floor spawned out. One of the male flight attendants had to pick the man up off the floor himself. The drunk had no functionality or motor skills at this time. The plane landed safely and without further incident. Overall, I slept 3 of the 6 hrs.

I had no problems once again at immigration in Port Moresby, gathered my baggage and cleared customs. I was able to check my baggage at the transit domestic counter to Madang. I had 2 hr layover before my 8:00 am flight to Madang. The short 1 hr flight to Madang was nice and easy and quick comparable to the previous 3 flights. We landed 5 mins early to partly sunny skies and a very warm 80+ degree day at 8:55 am. I was greeted with 6 white skinned PBT staff. One of them brought me hot coffee which I accepted. I knew I would get along good with this person.

I wasn’t too tired but my brain and mental capacity was waning. I got a shower, snack, and a greeting. There was a commitment at 1:30 pm for a welcome / BBQ party with all staff. We had hamburgers, chicken, baked beans, fruit, desserts, etc. All the necessary items of a traditional American BBQ. It was a great welcome even though my mind was near capacity or mental functionality. I finally made it to 6 pm and crashed. The place I am staying does not have A/C so it is very hot for my standard. It was 91 degrees when I went to bed with the ceiling fan on high. My God’s power I got a good 11 hr sleep. I woke once at 1 am to check the clock.

This week is the PBTPNG Annual General Meeting. It runs Monday – Friday 8:30 – 4:30. I am learning lots about the branch and the challenges that are ahead. The branch is facing transition and change. I know God is in control and I know the plans and future are in his amazing hands.

Prayer Requests:
Adjustment to PNG
POC – starting Friday I will be engaged in culture, language, and custom learning for the next 14 weeks

Praise:
Safe arrival in country

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Final week in USA

As I enter my last week of standing on Freedom Soil of the USA it is an Arctic 4 degrees with windchill -7. I think I am safe to say that I will gladly exchange the frozen temps for a topical 85 degrees south of the Equator.

The church gave me an excellent ‘sending service’. One of the songs we sang was ‘Here I Am, Lord.’ The lyrics to the songs we sang today have power and strong meaning. We often sing songs and never quite fully comprehend the meaning we are saying. The pastor allowed me a few minutes to say a few things to the church. I chose to reflect on how God has changed my life by offering advice and keys to knowing and doing God’s will in your life. I reflected on my life verse of Luke 9:23 and how we are called to deny yourself, pick up your cross daily, and follow Christ. The most powerful experience was the closing prayer and laying of hands on me, the missionary. I was overwhelmed by the love and prayers from my church family. They have promised to uplift me in prayers.  One other blessing, my aunt and uncle came to church to show their support and love for me.

My plan for the next three days is to finalize my move thus packing my worldly belongings into storage and moving out of my apartment. I also need to pack for 18 months and try not to forget the essentials of life. I have a list of items of things not to forget and things to purchase before leaving. My mind continues to scroll like a secretary flipping through the rolodex. The need to bring technology, laptops, media, software, and data are things I must not forget. So please pray for remembrance as I pack and leave for PNG.

I really believe and have been telling myself that my world is about to be changed radically. My prayer is that I am just ready for this new shock to my system. Pray that I will adopt the culture, land, people, and team in PNG. Pray that I will be an influence and a new breathe of fresh air to the missionaries. My overall role will be a support worker. Pray that God will empower me to serve with humility and grace. I was told from a former missionary to bring many buckets of grace with me to the mission field. I truly know that I am covered with prayer and Satan is trying to attack every moment.

Prayer Requests:
Remembrance for packing
Safe travel to PNG

Praises:
Wonderful sending church family
God’s provision of my needs

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T-11 and counting

Less than 2 weeks and I will be an expatiate living in a foreign land and learning a totally different culture. My mind is having difficultly trying to fathom what ‘shock’ that I am about to experience. Leaving the USA for a topical island in the South Pacific where over 85% of the nationals live subsistence is beyond imagine for any white skin. Luckily for me, I’ve had a short, brief 2 week introduction to the island and culture. Not to say that I have a jump start on anyone else, but at least my eyes have seen and my tongue has tasted.

Today, reading in Ephesians brother Paul is encouraging the church to pray and pray every moment. I shared with the class that money, education, skills and talents would be nothing unless prayer was involved. Me going across the ocean would be nothing unless prayer was involved. I can have the proper documents, financial support, and skills required but if I or you do not pray then God is absent. Paul reminds us to pray, and pray often. I can testify that I personally can feel the power of prayer. There were times when I was in PNG last year that I felt prayers. There were times when I was in Dallas for missiological training that I felt prayers. God’s Spirit is alive and you must not forget to pray. Your communication to the Father is through prayer and worship. Your Father wants a relationship with you, will you talk to your Him?

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I think one of the biggest crutches in life is transportation. Take your mode of transportation away and life comes to a halt. Well, I have been nursing my battery for a month or more and finally Saturday afternoon I went to start my Jeep and I heard ‘click, click, click, click’. Finally my battery has lost the ooooffff to start the engine. I am stuck! Well at least I was stuck at home and not elsewhere. I scrambled for a jump but still the same result. It must be really really dead or bad connections. The battery is approximately 60 months old and the cold cranking amps in Alaska is just not doing it. A new car battery less than 2 weeks before I leave is not on the budget list. I made a few phone calls and I got a used battery that works for the last few weeks of my life as I know it in the USA. I cleaned the terminals, tighten the fittings with new bolts and nuts, and 3 hours later the roar of an engine. Now if I can just milk it 11 more days.

Next Sunday, Jan 16 will be my last Sunday and the church will be having a coffee and dessert following service. This will be my sending service and the pastor has asked if  I wanted to say a few words. I will be preparing a few statements to say to the church on my last Sunday. A few points will be thanks for sending me, please continue to pray for me, and how God has impacted my life.

Prayer Requests:
Final preparation for moving and packing
Pacific Orientation Course – 14 week orientation to the culture, land, customs, and language that I will be attending shortly after arrival

Praises:
God has provided: work permit, visa, and financial support

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Ah…year 2011! You ask what is different, well many states have implemented new laws, many people have resolutions, but to be honest nothing has changed but a single number. The 0 rolled over to a 1. A new decade, the years of ‘aught’ are over. I personally don’t believe in new year resolutions simply because in a matter of weeks you will more than likely forget and return to old habits. I tend to set daily resolutions to the tune of die to self. We are called to die to self and live for Christ not yearly but daily. If I have to have a new years resolution, I change it to a daily resolution to die to self and live a life centered on Christ.

During Sunday School this past Sunday an open discussion was started on the church of Laodicea. The church of Laodicea is known as the last church of the seven churches described in Revelation 2-3. The church of Laodicea is better known as the ‘lukewarm’ church. (But since you are like lukewarm water, I will spit you out of my mouth! Rev 3:16) Some biblical scholars place the church of today with the seventh church of Laodicea. Many parishioners do not assume the responsibility that Christians are called to – obedience. Many are ‘lukewarm.’ God would rather you be hot or cold (on or off) but not in the middle. I guess the classifications are many or infinite but one category could be Sunday Christians and C & E Christians. You know; the type that called themselves followers of Christ from 9 – 12 on Sunday morning. But the story does not end there, Look! Here I stand at the door and knock. If you hear me calling and open the door, I will come in, and we will share a meal as friends. Rev 3:20 There is hope, God is here, standing and knocking. The choice is yours, you must open the door. We serve a merciful and very gracious God but yet a just God. Maybe this new year God is knocking at your door, will you open the door and live for Christ?

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The countdown has begun: T – 19 days. My departure is set for Jan 21. The process of packing, moving, gathering, and tie up loose ends has begun. Need to find a place to store my kayak, Jeep, belongings, and pick up my mail are a few things on the list.

I did receive a pleasant piece of mail this past week all the way from PNG. It was from the folks at the Pacific Orientation Course (POC) letting me know they are praying for my safe arrival. The simple post gram was dated Nov 23 (5 week delivery). I will be at the POC for 14 weeks learning the Pacific culture, customs, dos/don’ts, language, and lifestyle. Part of the course will be living in a village setting for 4 weeks. I look forward to the orientation and learning about the way of living in the Pacific island country.

Prayer Requests:
Smooth moving process of packing and transition

Praises:
All my big three needs have been met in full
(Work Permit, Visa, and Financial Support)

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