Hi! So. Moving is crazy. You probably already knew this. Here is some of what we’ve been up to in our new place, in photodump form.
We lived in temporary housing for about 5 weeks and are in our second week of living in our new house. Photo tour coming soon. Here we are eating our first meal in our new house — Aussie-style meat pies.
The builders left a sand pile behind from making cement. A good way to get introduced to the neighborhood kids.
The little shovels I brought from the US are a hit.
We bought Tabitha a ukelele so she wouldn’t feel too left out. Bring on the sibling jam sessions, now that we have our own space.
We’ve finally been able to unpack all the way, after about 5 months. We rediscovered some Christmas presents!
We’ve been getting to know the students – Brandon is teaching the first-year class Intro to Philosophy and I am slowly matching faces to the names on library cards. We at least know all the students who were at Good Shepherd, plus some SVDs who did pastoral work at Fatima.
We’ve been getting to know our way around Port Moresby more, figuring out where to buy vegetables (Boroko market) and the like. This past saturday we saw King Lear at the Moresby Arts Theater with about 40 students, and the saturday before that our family went to the Port Moresby Nature Park.
We enjoyed the multiple walk-in aviaries. Tobiah was enchanted. “Birds! Birds Eat!”
And they all got their faces painted.
We’ve climbed a few local hills within walking distance of the seminary.
Here’s the view of CTI from on top: the church spire is in the center of the picture, with some student dorms to the right. To the left a little farther away are the classrooms and library.
Unfortunately on his second time up this little mountain, a huge rock fell on Brandon’s foot. He didn’t break anything, thank the Lord, but 8 days later he continues to be on crutches with a swollen and painful foot. Pray for us — it is hard to be a monopod Dean or a monopod daddy.
More later, including house tour!
We arrived back in PNG on Saturday 27 January. Anastasia started the first day of a new school year on Monday the 29th. She’s in first grade at Koroboro International School.
Her teacher’s name is Ms. Asimi, and her teacher’s assistant is Ms. Malkati.
She gets on the bus at 6:20 am and arrives back home by bus at 4 pm, a long day and a new schedule we are still adjusting to. Her bus friend is a 6th grade boy from India.
Tuesdays she has computer class and dance class — she is thrilled about that one. Wednesdays she has two periods of music class, another favorite. And Fridays she has PE.
She brought home a scholastic book catalog this week, with instructions to triple the prices to convert them to Kina. She’s made friends named Lisa, Kailani, Faithful, and Priscilla. We have a parent-teacher meeting next Wednesday. Anastasia says she loves school and that it is so fun, but she misses her parents.
We are moving! (Or have moved? It’s complicated by the fact that we went for home leave in the middle of the process…)
Brandon has accepted the position of Dean of Studies at Catholic Theological Institute in Bomana, Port Moresby.
CTI is the major seminary for Papua New Guinea, located in the capital city. It has a six-year program in philosophy and theology studies. There are 10 member colleges, that is, houses of formation for 9 religious orders and a house of formation for diocesan seminarians, which send their seminarians to CTI for studies. Lay people also attend CTI.
So we have left the cool highlands for the hot city. Maybe our blog title should be read as “Plotinus in the [Urban] Jungle” now…
He was announced as the new Dean at CTI’s 2017 Graduation, pictured here processing in with the faculty.
We are excited about this new opportunity for our family and sad to leave behind the community of friends we had in Jiwaka. After our home leave we will jump in to our new lives at the end of January.
We celebrated with a joint party (…which happened a month ago now…) with our neighbor Jodi, whose birthday is the day before Tobiah’s.
We had our now-traditional backyard party with games at the basketball court afterward.
Tobiah, we love you, and we’re so glad you’re in our family. It will be great to see you grow more and more this year — we are especially looking forward to hearing you talk in sentences.
We went trick-or-treating around the seminary for the first time this year.
Brandon briefed the staff members on what Halloween was and passed them some candy to give out first, though!
The students were just confused. “A queen! Are you in a drama? No? Then… what…”
A few staff members who had gotten masters’ degrees abroad knew what was going on, though.
My costume was a brown skirt and a white shirt with a big label of the locally produced tea. The seminarians found this even more confusing. “…What does a princess and a teabag have to do with each other?” I tried explaining that we were dressed as things that made us happy.
The girls had fun. The staff members were amused. Tobiah enjoyed getting some “Lollyyyyy!” as well.
We’ve been keeping a garden for the past few months, with a lot of help from Miriam.
Our friends the Crouches helped too by giving us basil seedlings and cuttings from their orange kaukau (sweet potato) plant.
Miriam brought us some bean seeds she had saved from her own garden, and for a few weeks when they were ripening we had a veritable festival of beans.
We also planted corn from seed the seminary had saved, and I bought cucumber seeds in the Banz market from a lady who had diligently dried them from her own plants and brought them to sell in various containers (I declined to buy an entire coke bottle full of cucumber seeds!)
The advantage of planting your own corn is that you can pick it at the more tender stage preferred by Americans, rather than the starchier stage usually available for sale.
The cucumbers grew well, and almost managed to satisfy the children’s incredible appetite for cucumbers. It is rare in the picture above that one made it out of the garden! They would take them off the vines and sink their teeth into them.
We’ve also been enjoying other bounty from the highlands climate. We have a papaya tree about 5 feet from our front door, good with lemon juice from the lemons growing by my office or the student dining hall.
The first person to tell us to come to Good Shepherd Seminary advertised, “You’ll have your own house, a good climate, and many fresh fruits and vegetables.” It was all true. We are thankful for the good things that grow from the rich highlands soil. Blessed be God forever!
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What is the Gospel?
The gospel is the good news of Jesus Christ. It is the message that God so loved the world that he sent his only begotten Son to suffer and die on behalf of the world, such that all those who believe in the Son may become dead to sin and alive in Him and thus able to participate in the life of the Trinity in this life and in the hereafter. The content of the Gospel is the person and work of Jesus Christ himself.
From our own experience, we find a gap between, on one side, the purposes of nature and our own desires and, and the other side, the usual reality. Nature is oriented towards life and perfection – for instance, every seed from every tree has the trajectory to become a full-grown, healthy tree, thereby actualizing a certain determinate mode of being. We, too, have great dreams of accomplishing good things, a general knowledge of what is right and wrong, and a desire to partake of the infinite. However, nature is hobbled by death and disease. All things die, most seeds fail to grow, most living things fail to perfectly actualize their form. We experience this failure in our own life and we see it reflected in human history. We run out of time and energy to accomplish our dreams, being weighed down by our own finite abilities, our bad habits, and our tendency to be distracted by lesser goods. We do what we know is not right, what is destructive for ourselves and others, and we do it repeatedly. Practically we set our own desires as the arbiter for what is right and wrong. No being that we experience, whether person, or book, or fact, or food, or pleasure, satisfies. We are always left wanting more, but fearing that life is learning to settle for less.
This gap manifests itself in philosophy and in the Old Testament. From a philosophical perspective, we can establish that there is a perfect first principle of all, but it seems remote and impersonal. Perhaps a life lived in intellectual pursuit of that principle would result in happiness, but such a pursuit is possible only for a privileged few and seems beyond what is naturally possible for man. From a philosophical standpoint, one can practice Stoicism and withdraw one’s interests, desires, and emotions so as not to be so troubled by the evils of the world and to limit the evils within one’s self, but such a life seems more like death. The Old Testament Jews hold up the possibility that this first principle is not impersonal but desires to dwell with men in the Temple. However, it is impossible for every individual of every nation to actually come experience the glory of the Lord in the Temple, which is itself a perishable thing. Even those in sight of the Temple, still turned to idolatry.
We desire to be with and to love our fellow man, but we also desire to dominate him and bend him to our will. We divide humanity into our friends and enemies. We love the world and admire its beauty and bounty, but we also desire to dominate it and transform it into commodities that satisfy our bodily desires. We love ourselves and seek happiness, but we hate ourselves for our mistakes and for falling short of what we feel we should be. We find ourselves alienated from God, each other, nature, and our selves, and we perpetuate this alienation through our imperfect actions. This is sin: ever falling short of the mark in every category.
Jesus Christ establishes the kingdom of God on earth. In the Incarnation, human nature and God are eternally united. In his teachings, Christ reaffirms and clarifies the natural law and makes the amazing claim that through grace, we can imitate the moral perfection of the Father. All flesh is grass. All earthly treasures and accomplishments waste away. Human fulfillment is not found in such things but in establishing upon the earth the kingdom whose foundations were not made by the hands of men. Christ sets us free of the unhappiness of trying to find happiness in earthly things. We rest in the knowledge that this world as it is presently is not our home. All nature shall be redeemed; all things shall be reconciled in Christ. Christ’s sacrifice both teaches us to love and shows us that we are lovable. Alienation between man and God and nature shall come to an end. Death and corruption have no dominion. Suffering, especially on behalf of others, is a means of imitating God who has revealed himself as love of which there is no higher expression than laying down one’s life for another. No human being is truly our enemy, but is, whether he or she acts it or not, our brother or sister, for we are all children of the same Father and called to the same eternal destiny. The power of evil is broken, for nothing can separate us from the love of Christ. Happiness is not found in dominating others or in self-sufficiency, but by the free admission of our weaknesses and through mutual service within the body of Christ and to our fellow man.
We live in the transition time of partial fulfillment, of a presence not fully manifest, of a foretaste of future glory and peace. Partaking in this redemption is our joy. That its fulfillment is not up to us frees us from worry.
This is the Gospel: the Kingdom of God is at hand and cannot be prevented. Heaven and Earth shall unite, God has become man so that humans will become godlike, the matter shall actualize the form without fail, the fullness of beauty/the glory of the Lord shall be fully manifest, we shall see the face of God and thrive.
- How does one become a Christian?
This is a great mystery. St. Paul asks what do you have that you have not received, Jeremiah says that to hope in a human is to hope in vain, and St. John says that while we were yet sinners Christ died for us and loved us first. Salvation is not primarily the work of any man. It is entirely the work of God, but it is achieved through human and material instruments. The normal way to become a Christian is for one to hear or read the Gospel and then to repent of one’s worldly ways, accept the Lordship of Christ, and enter into the community of believers which is the visible sign of the invisible communion of the saints. In order for one to hear the Gospel, there must be a community dedicated to the preservation, propagation, and explanation of the Gospel message. Without the institutional Church, (which St. Paul describes as the pillar of truth), handing down the message of Christ and the testimony of the Apostles, how could one possibility know the meaning and significance of the Gospel? Therefore, it is by the Holy Spirit working through the Church that a person can have the opportunity to learn about Jesus.
To respond to the Gospel with faith and submission is not within our natural power. All humans are enslaved to sin. By the force of habit, we are in love with our chains. Our sin stems from ignorance of what is truly good and how to achieve it, but also from an impure will which habitually chooses the lower good over the higher and which is abetted by an impure reason that rationalizes our poor choices. But how can we will to surrender ourselves to Christ, if the will itself is in bondage? Therefore, even as we hear the Gospel through human instruments, the Holy Spirit must be at work in us to free our will to assent to Good News which ought to be irresistible—in the same way that seeing a beautiful landscape ought to irresistibly fill us with awe—but which humans resist all the time. To say yes to the Lordship of Christ is the beginning of our participation in the life of the Trinity, for we manifest in our own souls the yes that Christ eternally makes to the will of the Father, so that we might be emptied of our fallen humanity and filled with the redeemed humanity of Christ. To have faith in Christ is the sign that the Holy Spirit is at work in one’s soul. Whether only some are given grace sufficient for the yes or whether sufficient grace is given to all humans but some still somehow resist the irresistible is something I do not know.
In order for one’s whole being, body and soul, to join the body of Christ one must normally be baptized in the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit by someone representing the Christian community. Through the waters of baptism and the invocation of the Trinity, the convert participates in Christ’s death and resurrection, becomes a member of the Church, and is saved in hope. The sacrament of Baptism is the beginning of the Christian life. For adults, it is accompanied by Confirmation, in which the Christian is sealed by the Holy Spirit, and anointed prophet, priest, and king in imitation of Jesus. The Christian must seek to serve the Lord in good faith by praying for the grace to live a virtuous life, by striving to develop the virtues (above all, faith, hope, and love), by transforming his mind through the study of Scripture and of the exposition of the faith by the Church, and by faithfully partaking in the sacraments of Eucharist and Confession. The goal is full conformity to Christ. We are made in the image of God, Christ is the visible image of the invisible Father; therefore the more we become like Christ, the more we because our true selves and live in abundance.
The Sacraments are the normal means of grace, given by Christ to the Church to be visible signs which mediate the grace that they signify. The Sacraments initiate us in the Christian life and sustain us. The Incarnation shows that spiritual salvation can be brought about through material instruments. Are the sacraments strictly necessary for becoming a Christian? The example of the good thief’s act of faith on the cross suggests that they are not, but to abstain from the sacraments is like living on hard tack and water when a full meal is available. On the other hand, following the ancient custom of the Church, baptized babies are members of the Church, though they must grow up to accept the Christian faith and make it their own. Following the example of the early Church, one’s whole family can be Christian; there is no need to consider one’s children as living outside the grace of God.
Whether those who never hear the Gospel can be Christians in essence even though they lack the knowledge of the One they actually serve is something for which I hope but about which I am not certain.
For this year we’ve been homeschooling with Mater Amabilis™.
It’s a Catholic Charlotte Mason curriculum, setting a rich feast of living books before the child, with a focus on narrating, telling back, the material to help the child remember and make connections.
Science has lots of nature study and detailed observation.
We started in January with prep level and worked our way through an abbreviated version. Now we’re on level 1b. For math we’re using Math Mammoth because I can download the workbooks and print them, rather than having to ship them here.
For phonics we’re using Explode the Code, which is going pretty well, except Anastasia doesn’t get the baseball references.
Anastasia has her own desk in my office to work at. The lessons at this level are supposed to be short- 10-20 minutes of math and phonics each, and then the day’s read alouds.
Since Annie’s favorite book from prep was Children Just Like Me (1997 edition), we added a world geography book to 1b, A Life Like Mine.
One of the texts used in level 1b to develop the skill of narrating is Aesop’s fables. Anastasia enjoys retelling the fables in tok pisin, and giving the “as tingting” (moral) at the end. She also likes looking at pictures of all the unfamiliar european animals (like storks) that feature in the fables. At Sunday school she’s been excited to answer questions she remembers from her catechism lesson.
I didn’t expect to be a homeschooler, but the options for grades 1-3 in english are limited in Jiwaka. I do appreciate getting to see Annie’s strengths and weaknesses up close. She is good at math – my favorite homeschool quote from her is looking at a math problem and saying “that is hard. But I can do it.” The short school day allows lots of time for her other interests, like digging in gardens, babysitting our 11 month old neighbor Jodi, and climbing trees.
A few weeks ago, the priests of the Archdiocese of Mount Hagen had a retreat at the seminary. We were planning to take the Archbishop on a hike on Saturday morning, but it was raining, so we had a delightful story time instead. We were all read the following stories in an urbane Australian accent:
We’re Going on a Bear Hunt
A Small Miracle
Horton Hears a Who
The Miracle of Saint Nicholas
My favorite comment was when he switched from A Small Miracle to Horton Hears a Who: “Now we go from the sublime to the ridiculous . . .” As a token of our appreciation, we fed him chili.
We had Bishop Young over before for reading. I think the first book I tried him out on was Fox in Socks, whose successful reading he took up as a personal challenge!
We apologize for the dearth of posts of late. Way back in January we went on hike that may be my (Brandon’s) favorite PNG excursion. I told our neighbor John Ding that I was interested in going up a mountain behind a nearby town called Kimil. John said that he would make arrangements with people at a village called Kondapina to take us up. One Sunday a man from Kondapina came to the seminary and after mass, he guided us to his village.
They prepared some fruit to give us and some of the small children dressed up a little in traditional garb. We told them that we wanted to go to the top of the mountain, but they decided that we should go see some waterfalls first.
I left the family to enjoy waterfall 2 while I scrambled with some of the young men to the most remote of the waterfalls. There was one place where they basically passed me to each other along a rock face. I was able to get a good view of waterfall 3. They went into it and a took a picture for me.
Our guides decided that we should go back by a different way and so proceeded to cut a new path through the jungle for us. They said they would call it the “Brandon Road.”
We then went back towards the village and met the progenitor of these happy people.
This papa ground told us about some bombs that landed in the valley in WWII. One apparently made a small lake! He said that he had four wives and I think almost all the people on our hike were related to him by blood or marriage.
We then returned to the cluster of houses where we left the car, only to find that the women had prepared a small mumu for us – chicken, pig, some vegetables. They gave us the backbone to snack on and then loaded the truck with fruits, veggies, and a half a roast pig. I was very touched by their generosity. They explained that no white people had ever come to their village before.
Once back at the seminary, we divided up the pig among our neighbors in true PNG style.