It’s been a minute since I’ve written to you all but I do hope that you’ve been following along on our other social media channels so you haven’t been VERY out of the loop. I will do my best to write a thorough update for you and include plenty of pictures.
The last time I wrote, we had been in Arizona for just a month or two and were finally, blessedly finding our routine in the desert.
Josh was absolutely amazing and dedicated to learning as much as he could from the instructors and other experienced helicopter pilots. He worked so hard and completed the training in only 9 months! This training included: how to fly a helicopter, how to fly a helicopter in the mountains, how to fly a helicopter in all manner of weather, how to instruct in a helicopter, how to fly a helicopter using only the instruments, how to load cargo that doesn’t fit and then fly it, how to carry cargo in a sling underneath the helicopter, and all manner of field-based-scenarios. I am definitely biased, but he did so good!
Since I had already gone through the “ladies class” our first time in AZ (and had no child to take care of), I was exempt this time. However, I still participated in training by flight following during the week. This included tracking airplanes and helicopters, communicating with the pilots and instructors, and eventually running an emergency-type training scenario. All things that I don’t generally do in PNG, but it was good to have something to do. Apart from that my time was… pretty boring. That area of Arizona is pretty much empty desert with no stores, coffee shops, parks, or really much to do at all. When entertaining a 4 year old, going to the one playground on our campus can get a bit dull.
I’d say that was a weird season for our family… We went from having classes, childcare, a very structured routine, as well as lots of kids and opportunities for social interaction in Missouri, to… none of that. Apart from that shock to the system, there were some storms of life happening to people around us and I had a particularly hard time finding the balance of how to love people in and through their storms when I have zero power to fix it, and keeping my distance for our own mental and family health. Eventually the storms passed, but it hurts to see people you love hurting.
Once our time in Arizona was finished it was time to pack up, clean house, and head back to PNG to get the R66 program up and running!
If you are on our email update lists, or read it on Facebook, then you know our plans changed several times as we attempted to get back to PNG. Between Covid restrictions making international travel extremely difficult, no housing available for us, and just other unexpected events… we were delayed, fast-tracked, delayed, and fast-tracked a couple of times. It was an emotional time, but it was a time of learning to wait on the Lord and let Him manage the details.
We eventually made it to PNG after 50+ hours of travel through 6 airports, 4 countries, and lots of prayers right at the end of March. Apart from a few things, it really went as smoothly as one could hope for during covid times. God gave us several sweet blessings leading up that time. We ended up staying with Josh’s parents, and eventually house-sitting their house (while they took a break), until our own housing was available. This was good and hard – it was good that we didn’t have to worry about unpacking and stocking our kitchen; and it freed Josh up to do all the extra things required for starting the helicopter program. It was hard to not be able to unpack our bags (which had been packed for about 12 weeks before we actually got to unpack them!), and make our home ours again. Our people, some of our closest friends and support were not here either so we felt a little bit like we were drifting and needed to find our place again. It was unsettling and just… hard. But God is good, and He made a way.
Since then we have been finding our way – there are new people for us to love and spend time with. It’s not the same as “our people” but we aren’t trying to replace them. We are finding where we fit, how this new helicopter program works, and generally how to fit back into life here when we aren’t the same as when we left. This has been a bumpy start to our second term on the field (much bumpier than I anticipated!), and I still have days that are very hard, but I’m taking steps to focus on one day at a time and thrive once again.
Lucy Mae loves being here; there are lots of little girls her age to play with, lots of fresh veggies and flowers to pick, and everybody is her friend. If you are present and breathing, she has a story to tell you! She’s quick to make friends and absolutely loves having grandparents here. She has days that are hard, too, but don’t we all – no matter what age we are or country we are in?
Thanks for reading, for praying, and for being partners with us in this Kingdom Building adventure!