Tuesday, December 13, 2011

Mail and pets and a Merry Christmas

We have added a guard-dog and a rodent-killer to our ranks:




Well, maybe not quite yet . . . but they are welcome lifers at the camp, and they have already brought amazing amounts of joy and love to our little clan. We were only supposed to get the cat, but we barely survived our animal-market experience without having to open a private zoo! We have a self-imposed restraining order on any future animal-market visits!!!! Skipper, the dog, and Skittles, the cat, are well on their way to training us all.

Many people have asked about a mailing address:

Donald and Amanda Murray
Casilla 0906-2316U
Guayaquil
ECUADOR

This address will get mail to a post box in Guayaquil (our nearest big city), then we'll pick up mail from a missionary who lives in Guayaquil and regularly collects the mail on behalf of other missionaries in the country. Envelopes seem to arrive just fine, even paddled ones, but I guess there has been some problems receiving boxed packages.

There's just under two weeks until Christmas, and we don't expect to have blog-able internet access again until the new year, so we do want to wish each of you a VERY Merry Christmas!

Next weekend, we'll be driving into little mountain villages, doing live nativity skits, Christmas games, songs, and giving out presents. We are really excited!!!! The Orellana family that are full-time missionaries at the camp, even have a four month-old baby to go in the manger that Don is building. We women (with Ethan along to help) are in the city today shopping for the children's gifts to give out, then both of our families will be spending the week wrapping.

Blessings to you and your extended families this Christmas! We'll be praying for you. Please do pray for our extended families, for health and joy and peace; we miss them!

Sunday, November 20, 2011

We have arrived at Camp Pallatanga, Ecuador

After a month of e-silence, we're thrilled to be writing an update on our mission situation!

All five of us have arrived safely at Camp Pallatanga in Ecuador. The camp is a two-and-a-half hour bus ride from the city of Guayaquil. When we go to Guayaquil after the campers leave this Sunday, I will get to post this message to you.

We arrived at camp, in the dark, the evening of Saturday November 5th. We stayed in one of the dorms for a few nights until our little house was cleaned out and ready for us to move in. We're comfortably cuddled into this home, Ethan and Katelyn share a small bedroom, Lauren has a little bedroom, and Don and I have a bedroom with our own bathroom (first ensuite for us, ever!). We're still living out of suitcases, because the bedrooms don't have room for dressers and they don't have closets. So we'll have to do some creative organizing, but in the meantime, we've gotten straight to work at camp.


The missionary family we have come to help at the camp, the Orellanas, have been managing the camp facilities for seven years. Kim is originally from the states. Guido is from another part of Ecuador. They met and were married here. Now they have three daughters: Isabel (who is 8years old and four days older than our Katelyn), Elena (who is 5years old and beginning to read), and Sofia (who is three months old).

At present we do not have internet at the camp. Kim and Guido have arranged some internet connection through their cell phone; cellular service and electricity are both somewhat intermittent at camp, but we have been trying to set up our own cellular account. So hopefully in time, we will be able to send text e-mails from camp. The camp does not have enough coverage to allow us to go onto websites (such as our blog), use skype, or e-mail pictures. So we plan to type updates regularly, then upload them whenever we go into the city.

Our closest town, Pallatanga, has fresh produce available at the market on Sundays. It also has small shops where we can buy margarine, rice, biscuits, etc. Meat is purchased at an open air butcher. “Bread” is bought at the bakery (not loaves, but different buns that always have different fillings, like cheese or fruit). Last week when we couldn't make a phone call from camp, we had to drive into Pallatanga to get cell service. When the camp has campers (most weekends), we drive into Pallatanga to get the workers, so we are back and forth to town often.


The camp is about 4 kms from town, bordering the highway that runs between Pallatanga and Guayaquil. The camp property covers a lot of area. The rainy season is just about to begin (we just left Costa Rica's rainy season, so we're doing “winter” twice this year!); at the moment, the camp is quite brown and dry. The camp's to-do list has no end. We've jumped straight into our ministry of being a blessing to the Orellanas and the camp:

Don is out in the work shop. The first week we were here, the camp was short on beds for their upcoming youth weekend retreat. So Don got to work building a bunk bed. His prototype required all kinds of design modifications to suit the materials that he was able to find around the Pallatanga area. The freshly cut wood twisted and changed as he worked with it; the old wood piles were either termite-eaten or shrunken solid. He broke bolts, used whatever types and lengths of screws he could find. Purchased angle iron and made angle brackets. The making of the bed was challenging. He came back to the house late each night, tired and hungry from the physical and mental challenges. On Friday night, the single-bed-on-top, queen-bed-on-bottom bunk-bed was assembled in one of the dorms, just as the campers were arriving. Guido would like Don to make 29 more (one for each dorm room), so that the camp could host couple retreats (the camp only had single-bunk-beds).

Amanda began homeschooling day three after arriving at camp. It is a squish to give each child a spot to do schoolwork in our house. With five children in four different grades from kindergarten to junior-high, Amanda is kept busy prepping, teaching, and marking. Schedules are evolving, but the Murray children have to do math each day. LA is taught on Wednesday and Fridays. Kim is teaching the children Spanish and Science on Tuesdays and Thursdays, while Amanda is beginning English classes for single-mothers from Pallatanga on Tuesdays and Thursdays. There is also a demand for a children's English class on Saturdays for students from Pallatanga, so that will likley begin in December. In addition, Amanda is getting used to cooking and cleaning “from scratch”. Each day, the bugs try to move back into our little house and access to groceries is a challenge.


Lauren and Katelyn have become fast-friends with the Orellana girls. The four girls have already tried camping in a tent (which ended in a sleep-over in the house). Katelyn and Isabel get to work together on a lot of their grade three schoolwork. They share a common love of animals! The camp has a horse, four dogs, a cat, three chickens, and on the first day we were here, the girls caught a pet frog.


Ethan started a pick-up game of soccer in the town plaza, yesterday. He's really been missing his St. Albert and his Costa Rican soccer pals! He has also been missing being connected to friends via internet. The camp has lots of room to move and lots of jobs to do, but no children his own age. The dogs want to play ball with Ethan, but they tend to eat his soccer balls rather than pass them back.

We had a 107 campers last weekend; 5 over capacity, so some siblings shared beds. I have one more load of laundry left to do this morning, then I'll have washed 214 sheets, ready for this weekend's 102 campers. Last weekend was a teen camp. This weekend is a kids camp (9 and 10 year-olds). This morning, Don is working on the camp park: fixing the tire swing, putting handles on the home-made teeter-totter, and adding some balance beams. The weekends here are busy, facilitating camp activities (like the zip-line and games in the gym), washing dishes after each meal (everyone is needed to help), and running the camp's little snack shop (Ethan and Lauren's new project – for which they NEED to work on their spanish!), along with finding any needed supplies (just keeping up with the toilet paper needs, etc). For the most part, our job is to help facilitate the physical camp needs. There are a few camps coming up where we will be organizing and running all of the activities with Kim and Guido. The first one of thes is a children's Christmas camp, December 16-18, where very poor children will come from Guayaquil to play games and make Christmas presents for their families. Our children will be very involved in planning and running this camp. Please pray for this children's camp!

We pray for you also: for our homechurch Sturgeon Valley Baptist in St Albert, for the church we grew-up in, St. Pauls Anglican in Edmonton, for our school community at Camilla in Riviere Qui Barre, and the children's Logos friends at Elmer Gish and Leo Nickerson in St Albert. We miss you and are very thankful for your prayers for our family and this camp. Please pray for safety for us at camp, and that our daily tasks here will have an eternal impact.

Thank you for you for reading this long blog. Please do e-mail us, and know we will reply as soon as we have internet.
Blessings on your upcoming week!
the Murrays



Camp life

Today is a camp day (Saturday). It is fun and noisy. It begins and end with piles of dishes to wash and dry.

Most camps are weekend camps. This weekend is a kids camp. The campers here came with youth leaders from a large evangelical camp in Guayaquil. Last weekend's camp was a teen camp, the youth from Guayaquil. You might not find Pallatanga on a map of Ecuador, as the nearest town is small. But Camp Pallatanga is about three hours drive from Guayaquil, on a highway that runs through past camp, through Pallatanga, then onto Riobamba, before continuing another four hours onto Quito, the capital of Ecuador. The 14 acres of camp property borders a steep hill at the back and the highway at the front.

It is the end of the dry season, so the grass is brown. There are lots of bugs trying to live with us. The “coffee flies” relentlessly rise from the brown grass and bite our feet, ankles, and legs. Our children's legs are covered in bites that both bleed and itch (but there's neither malaria or yellow fever here, due to our altitude = 4,000ft). The camp is virtually on the equator; so the sun rises and sets close to 6 each day. At mid-day, today, it was hot. Above 30 degrees. By evening it is cool again, as low as 17 degrees (we're thinking of you, as winter begins back in Alberta!!). Soon the rainy season will begin here. I am not looking forward to the increased number of bugs!!!!

The pace of the weekend is almost slower than the weekdays. Though the camp kitchen feels frantic just before meals, and is blaringly hot all day long. Lunch is the larger meal here. No sandwiches! Lunch and dinner are two-course cooked meals: soup first, then rice and likely potatoes too, served with meat, other vegetables are rarities. The snack shop is ahive of activity throughout the day, especially just before and after meals. The campers buy drinks (coffee for the adults, pop or bottled water for the kids), candies, chips, etc. With last year's snack shop money, the camp built a zip-line. I am signed up for zip-line suiting-up duty, tomorrow morning after breakfast.

Over the course of the weekend, we run around supplying the campers with anything they need: a projector, audio equipment, water-balloons, gym equipment (yes, there is a big open gym at the camp – which is lovely in the evenings when the fields are pitch black, and it will be such a blessing during the rainy season!!), field equipment (the go-carts need constant repair), etc. As well, we feed and clean-up after the campers. Our children have picked-up bags of garbage already this weekend. All the while, we know that God is at work, using this camp as a blessing to its campers. There is so much room to play here; it is so different from the city, where these children live.

Camp Pallatanga is working toward hosting more family camps and couple's retreats. Don has begun building bunks that will sleep couples on the bottom, as one step toward this goal. The camp has three dorm buildings. Each has six dorm rooms and bathrooms for girls and boys. The dorm rooms have bunks for as many as ten campers and as few as seven. We have a full camp this weekend.

When the campers leave tomorrow, the work really begins. Laundry, hundreds of sheets, as well as towels and wash-cloths from the kitchen. The camp has three washers and dryers, and it takes the week to get through washing and folding all of the laundry. Workers are here helping in the kitchen on the weekends. They come from town, beginning on Thursday, to help fold the clean laundry and prepare the dorms and kitchen. They bring their youngsters to work with them. This gives me lots of time to work on my spanish, cuddle babies while working, and help the local workers learn some english. In town too, through the week, we run run errands, replenishing the snack shop supplies, and buying a camp's worth of groceries in a spanish-only environment. Kim Orellana is a marvel in town, with her fantastic grasp of spanish, her efficient manner, and her patience for nothing ever being straightforward or on time.

Many town's people have asked for english language lessons. So more and more classes are being fitted into the week's schedule. One group of young single mom's are due to begin coming from town to the camp each Tuesday and Thursday morning for english classes. Other moms are looking for english classes for their children, on weekends. I am going to be as busy as I am able!

Then there is the camp to-do list. Three years ago, the camp began to build “the new house”. Simply stated, it needs to be completed. This is one of the projects that OMS hoped Don and I could help accomplish in our year here. The concrete structure is built, the roof is on, and some windows are in on the main floor. Otherwise, the house needs work. The “little house” that we are in now, is needed for the staff that come on weekends. So the plan is for us to complete the big house as soon as possible, then we would move into there for the remainder of the year.

The big house would be marvellous for homeschooling! Right now, I have three children working in the tiny kitchen, one in the livingroom (working on a folding table), and two in bedrooms (one at a desk and one working on a bed). Not ideal school circumstances. With five (sometimes six) students, ranging in grades kindergarten to grade seven, some need space, all need help, the big house would provide a much more suitable space for homeschooling. The big house is also being designed to be used a a couple's retreat spot. The four upstairs bedrooms will have double beds. There is a real need for instruction in marital faithfulness in the culture here; so the house has been designed with couple's retreats in mind for the future.

It will take discipline to make time to work on the big house, as there is so much maintenance begging attention around camp. Don's workshop days are long and laborious. He's begun to eat like a youth and sleep solidly. He comes back from the shop filthy each day, usually the dark forces him in, even though he's trying to keep his hours from 7am to 4pm. His main challenges lie in compromising and make-shifting using the tools he has to work with, to manufacture the things we could readily buy at home, like angle brackets, and go-cart axels. He's is really missing his own tools, especially his drill press, and some solid drill bits. Keeping the current tools working is a challenge too. The camp has an older tractor that does work. There's a broken ride-a-mower. There are two additional washing-machines at the camp that don't work. A large freezer in the camp kitchen that quit a week after its warranty ended. The camp has enough windows, screens, doors, toilets, showers, and roofs in need of a bit of love, to keep a gaggle of handy-men overwhelmed. All of this gives Don lots of time to work alongside, Julio, an 18 year-old camp worker who is eager to learn english, and interested in learning more about Christian faith, and Guido, full-time OMS missionary, and the camp manager.

Then there is the horse. The Orellanas purchased a young filly, the morning after we arrived at camp. So Don and I fit in horse-care morning and evening, and horse-training in our spare time. We've got her leading, and we're about to start her lunging. The Orellanas don't have experience with horses, but the girls are eager to learn.

Now the camp bell is being wrung, and the singing is about to begin in the dininghall/meeting-room. The over 100 kids are nearly exhausted from a full day of running around camp. The church leaders have been looking forward to this 6pm dusk, that will chase all of the campers into their devotional time. We know some of the campers will be dreaming about their chance to zip-line, tomorrow. So our work here is really all about supporting this thirty year-old ministry in Ecuador. Praying for the upcoming and ongoing camps, workers, and campers. Being witnesses to the locals that we work alongside. Thank you for praying for us and with us, as we pour ourselves into our work here. Please do let us know your questions and ideas, so we can keep you informed about our work here! And let us know how we can pray for you!

=) the Murrays

Friday, October 21, 2011

At the airport

We're currently at our gate, ready to board our first of four flights that will land us in Cusco, Peru, tomorrow afternoon (Saturday, October 22nd).

We haven't had internet for quite awhile, as there was electrical-pole fires in our neighbourhood in San Jose. The internet and telephones have been out. But the electrical stayed on, even as firefighters doused the flaming power-poles and melting power-lines.

At any rate, we are safe and healthy, and appreciate your prayers as we fly to South America!! We will update the blog properly, soon. As off we go to board our flight.

Blessings to you!
Love from the Murray family


Exploring Peru on the way to Ecuador

Our spanish classes were finished in Costa Rica, and our visas for Ecuador were not supposed to be ready for a couple of weeks. So before we left Canada, we planned to meet a family friend in Peru and hike in the Andes together in late October.

After remaining constantly aware of our “security” for two months in San Jose, it was wonderful to spend time in the well-policed tourist-areas of Cusco, and especially in the out-of-the-way rural areas of Peru. We lived a backpacker-life our two weeks there: staying in hostels, tents, and even sleeping in the airport. We ate local food in small economical family-owned restaurants. And we went on a number of unforgettable tours.


We visited “a lot of broken down buildings” (aka Inca ruins) throughout the Scared Valley, near Cusco. We marvelled at the historic infrastructure: the aquaducts, the terracing, and the stonework. We did a full-day horse-back-riding tour in the mountains around Cusco. Even Katelyn galloped across the mountain meadows at 13000ft. Then we hiked for three days, interrupting grazing llamas, meeting local shepherds, cresting a 14200ft pass in the Andes. We hiked along trails that had been used by Inca messengers and are now used by indiginous Quecha shepherds. The children did great on this three day, eight hour a day hike.




We visited Machu Picchu. For a full day we climbed up and down uneven Inca stairs, some as tall as Katelyn's thigh. We laughed at how large the ruins must seem to her. Don and I climbed Hyna Picchu, enjoying a magnificent birds-eye-view of Machu Picchu before the clouds rolled-in and hid it all. Our friend, Fraser, from Canada, managed to get enough cell reception to call his mom from the Macchu Picchu, but we don't have such technology, we relied on inconsistent hostel reception to try to stay in contact with Canada.



The Ecuadorians LOVED our children. Ethan, Lauren, and Katelyn are in so many photos. So many people asked them to pose for pictures. They often were swatmed with attention. As we walked around Machu Picchu, young girls would call out “Ethan, hi Ethan”. The stone walls echoed with it. Funny. Strangers would pick up and hug Katelyn. Kiss her head and tell her how beautiful she is. Katelyn has a large personal space and this was strange for her. The kids go a lot of attention! and we saw very few tourist children in Peru, turns out that not many children are taken there to hike.



We had a wonderful two-week family adventure in late October, in Peru. We loved the culture and color of the Cusco area. When we left Costa Rica, we were wishing we were going straight to Ecuador. We were eager to get on with our mission work. But our time in Peru was wonderful for our family. We came to Ecuador an intact little family unit, immensely thankful for each other, and feeling very blessed.

Sunday, October 9, 2011

¡Feliz Día de Acción de Gracias Canadiense!

Happy Canadian Thanksgiving Day! We are all a little jealous about your turkey and pumpkin pie. I can almost imagine the taste of whip-cream! We're thinking of you this weekend; hoping that you enjoy some extra time with close friends and family. Pray for our extended families, as we miss them even a little bit more during these times of traditional family gathering.

We went on an adventure-filled hike near San Jose, yesterday. It is the rainy season here, so the conditions were wet and slippery!! We crossed FIVE boisterously flowing rivers. Sometimes our very path was a river. We hiked UP to a cross that can be seen from our spanish language school. The hike took a lot longer than we'd anticipated. We took our first city bus at 5:45am, and finally got back to our area of the city at 4pm. The long story is quite humorous, now that we're dry and fed.

We appreciate your prayers, tomorrow, as we venture back across the city of San Jose, this time to the Ecuador embassy. We've received new paperwork from the lawyer for One Mission Society in Ecuador. So we'll take that paperwork to the embassy in the morning, in the hopes of being granted missionary visas for our family. The trip to the embassy involves at least two buses and two taxis. We took paperwork there a few weeks ago, and are now heading there with more paperwork. Please pray that this will go smoothly, as we do not want to have to go to Quito to sort out visas, after we get to Ecuador!!!

This week is our last week of language classes. We continue to have a lot of daily homework and tests! We have met lovely people down here, that we will be be saying "good-bye" to, and this is tough (especially on the children). We are so very excited about moving on to Ecuador and being put to use there. We've been praying about heading to Camp Pallatanga, Ecuador since missionfest in February of 2010. We appreciate your prayers in the upcoming few weeks, as we uproot our family again, and transition to another new environment. Our visas were meant to be active beginning November 4th, so we're making good use of the "in between time" to see a bit of Costa Rica, then do a trek in Peru. We even have a friend from Canada meeting us in Peru. It will be lovely to have this adventure together; it also offers us an opportunity to practice our spanish and get acclimatized to the high altitude. But all five of us are really looking forward to getting to the family camp where we will be volunteering for the rest of the year.

We so appreciate your prayers! We encourage you to send us an e-mail some time this week, as we're not sure when we'll have access to internet once we move out of this little green house, on Friday, October 21st. Blessings to you! Love from the Murrays. murraymomelk@gmail.com

Thursday, September 15, 2011

Happy Costa Rican Independence Day to you!!

You've asked "How are you settling-in?" and "How is your support?".

Our little family is sort of perched in San Jose, rather than settled-in. We've learned to work as a team to cross the roads safely. Last Wednesday, our neighbour, Kim, and her daughter were crossing a four lane road one block from our house. They began to jog across, when a semi truck seemed to accelerate toward them, laying on the horn. Kim ran toward one curb, her daughter ran back toward the other, as the semi roared between them. The week we arrived, a missionary was struck by a car just as he reached the sidewalk. Motorcyles here weave between stopped traffic. Even residential sidewalks are used for parking, and sometimes passing. So, when we are out with our three children we have to be very alert at all times. Ethan, Lauren, and Katelyn look and listen at each road crossing, then we all RUN across the road. The street directly in front of our house is a residential street, but we get coach busses, semi trucks, and speeding cars going by, all of which spew poorly burned exhaust. Don reckons San Jose muffler shops are not overly used. Muggings are common in San Jose, they are considered petty theft. Between the traffic and the thought of being pick-pocketed (we don't actually entertain the thought of being held-up in front of the children, though it has happened to others attending the school, recently in this neighbourhood) we five Murrays stick VERY close together whenever we got outside our gate (not usually after dark at 6pm).

When we go to the park, we're always sure to bring umbrellas. At the moment, it usually rains each afternoon, but as we head into October, we're told to expect rain all day everyday. This makes for lots of muddy laundry, but we still go out. Its warm, usually 28 degrees in the morning, then down to 22 degrees when it rains and overnight. The old equipment at the many local parks are all wet and swamped by puddles after the daily rain. Ethan comes home positively filthy from pick-up games of soccer with local children! The girls have had to learn not to ooooh and awwwwh at the many stray dogs. Lots of people have pet dogs here, but we've come to understand that lice and flees are a real problem; so our children cannot pet any of the dogs that they see in the parks. This "is like torture" to my canine loving kids, who are missing their own two dogs.

When it rains, the streets become gushing rivers. Last week, Don's classmate cut her foot on the flooded uneven sidewalk, she needed five stitches. The gutters here have gaping holes on each corner, where the metal sewer grates have been long-past stolen. These holes are locally called "gringo catchers", as you have to know that they are there, to avoid falling into them. Twisted angles and cut feet, ankles and legs are common injuries here.

Katelyn has only recently stopped asking if most buildings that we pass are a jail. Every house/building has bars on the windows and doors. The walls and fences around each building are about 12 feet high, usually topped with coils of razor wire. Armed guards stand outside of many buildings. Our block has a privately hired guard who does a twelve hour shift twenty-eight nights out of each month (two nights a month we are not guarded, while he has a "holiday"). A year and a half ago, there was a rash of break-ins in the neighbourhood, so the neighbours worked together to build a guard "house" and hire Don Antonio. Unfortunately, the children overheard our neighbour explaining why we all need to chip-in $30/month to pay the guard; the girls haven't sleep great in Costa Rica, they often wake up worried about robbers. The nights are very noisy! Dog fights, car alarms, in-efficient motors can be heard most moments day and night. The rain makes a deafening noise on the roof, so that you have to cuddle to have a conversation. We've had to warn the children that they can't go too near the ironed bar fence when they are playing in the front yard, we'd been warned that you can be grabbed through the fence if someone wants what you are playing with. Petty thieves here have a reputation for being very good with long poles, fishing items out of a front yard; so the children have had to get used to ensuring that no soccer balls, footwear, flashlights, or gecko-catching-devices are ever left out in the fenced front yard. Here's a photo of the "guard house" on sidewalk across the street from our house.

The other day, after a long walk to the grocery store, Ethan said, "I thought we came here to help. So why are we the poor people?". That morning, he'd played soccer with local tico children, all of whom had cleats (which they call "tacos" here). Ethan had running shoes "which are slippy" but work fine. So he'd been feeling a bit "poor" over that. At the grocery store non-tico (American) food is very expensive. Cheese at the deli (where it is cheapest) is marked by the kilo at $20/kilo. Cereal made in Costa Rica, but bearing the name Corn Flakes, etc, is $8/box. So we are eating lots of porridge in the morning, and lots of beans and rice in the evenings. Thank goodness we have a local bakery that is not expensive, so we often have fresh bread for lunch, but beans are really the cheapest thing to spread on the bread. We often splurge and get a little jar of peanut butter, but between five of us . . . .

These are examples of some of the cultural/environmental things that we are adjusting to in San Jose. Maybe some other time I'll tell you about the bugs . . . . We are being obedient by being in San Jose. Don and I felt we could learn spanish anywhere and the school fees here seemed expensive. But the Spanish Language Institute that we're attending has a renowned reputation and is used by many many mission organizations, training people who are headed out to serve as missionaries all over Central and South America. We really feel that we are here to be diligent in learning as much spanish as we can in the eight weeks we're here (six weeks of classes, one settling-in week, one adventure-seeking reward week). The children's prayers have become fervent authentic prayers: "Lord please protect us from diseases" (they've heard about dengue fever from the mosquitos), "Lord please bless this food" (we are so fortunate to have potable tap water, but the chlorine taste is a reminder to be thankful that we can drink the water), "Lord please keep us safe!!!".
This picture is a view from our language school classroom window. This is our neighbourhood!

We feel so very blessed to have you journeying alongside us for this year of mission work. We greatly value your prayers! We are still in need of financial support to address the costs of our travel and daily living expenses. All of our work is volunteer work so our travel and daily food, etc, is not provided for by the organization, we purchase these things out of our donated funds. At present, we are about 50% funded, and in need of $20,000 to be fully funded. Thank you to each of you who have chosen to come alongside of us prayerfully and financially. We are awed by your generosity. If you would like to contribute financially, Kimberly at the OMS office in Ontario, is wonderful 1-800-784-7077 or 905-522-1605. She can take credit cards by phone; on-line donation is available through the OMS website @ http://www.omscanada.org (click on the bottom right logo "Canada Helps Org); our account number is: #08053. All donations are tax-deductible.

One Mission Society Canada
132-293 Wellington St.
N. Hamilton, ON
L8L 8E7

Thank you for your prayers and concern for our family. The Lord has impressed upon Don and my heart, each individually, that he is our strength and our protection; the walls and bars and guards and tight holding-on-of-little-hands is wise, but our trust for health and safety is in the Lord. Blessings to you, for a great day!

Saturday, September 10, 2011

Yo hablo un pocito espagnol (I speak a little spanish)

It's September now, we are in Costa Rica for the six more weeks, to learn spanish. We're enrolled at the Spanish Language Institute in San Jose (the capital of Costa Rica) and we're living in a house one block away from the school. We attend the school each afternoon (year-long students attend in the mornings). We've JUST completed our first week of classes.

photo: San Jose area near our little green house

They call our class the intensive language course. Its NASA-like in its speed and goal-orientation . . . On Monday we learned to make nouns, articles, and adjectives agree. Its a French-like concept, for those of us who took High School French. Instead of "le" the spanish masculine article is "el". In addition, in Spanish the end of each adjective changes to match the noun. So on our first day of class, we learned to say "la case blanca" (the white house, which is feminine), and "el clime trio" (the cold climate, masculine), or "las aves exoticas" (the exotic birds, feminine plural). The instructors spoke only in Spanish. I heard about a billion new words in first three hours on Monday. We came home with eight pages of homework.

photo: the school gates and with a guard on duty 24/7

Classes have continued at that pace. By the end of this first week, my instructors have covered pronouns in subject and object form, verb conjugation, and irregular verb rules and conjugation. I have a test on Monday!

photo: Tahiri, one of our Spanish teachers hard at work

That's the BEGINNER intensive course. Don is in the next class up (he took a university Spanish correspondence course this past spring). He's already learning crazy reflexive verb use. I hear him mumbling about third person plural reflexive, as he slaves over his homework. Our heads are full of Spanish after one week of afternoon classes.

Ethan, Lauren, and Katelyn are keen to learn Spanish. During the first week, we put sticky notes around our house: "la peurta" on the door, "la cocina" in the kitchen. Then Lisbeth, our ninera (child-care worker) began coming each afternoon to take care of the children while Don and I are in class. She speaks only spanish, but she has worked with missionary families in the past. When Don and I came home the first afternoon, Lisbeth and the kids had begun a word wall of spanish vocabulary. The kids really like her. And Don and I get LOTS of language practice trying to convey all kids of things to her. She has been a real blessing!

photo: Lisbeth and Amanda

Each morning, we're up and at it early. The children do three hours of homeschooling, then Don and I get ready for our classes. In amongst the marking, homeschool planning, cooking, and cleaning, we're practicing our spanish with each other, and fitting in our homework.

photo: homeschool hub

photo: Don's favorite homework spot

We're getting used to shopping around our neighbourhood. We've found the market, the bakery, and various sizes of grocery stores, thanks to great neighbours!

photo: getting to know the neighbourhood, where to shop, and how to cross a street and live

photo: Saturday's market allows us to purchase fresh fruit and veggies



We've begun e-mailing with the missionary family that we are going to work with in Ecuador. It helps make our purpose for being in San Jose very real . . . we need to learn as much Spanish as we can in the next six weeks, so that we can be useful (rather than a burden) when we get to Ecuador. We sure appreciate your prayers for our family!!!! especially for continued safety, health, and "sponge-like" language learning.

photo: we have to remember to drink LOTS of water! or the headaches hurt

photo: our "backyard", where the internet works best

photo: our front yard, where the kids play lots of soccer and catch geckos

photo: creative play is being discovered . . . empty juice bottles become "baby dolls"





Thank you for making time to think of us and pray for us! We pray many blessings for you and your family!
Love from the Murrays

Saturday, September 3, 2011

Arrived Safely in Costa Rica

San Jose isn't the tropical Costa Rican resort that we all dream about in December.

This morning I woke up to the sounds of a lovely tropical bird singing away. I lay in bed, praising God for the bird, for my good night’s sleep (yeah!), and for the situation and safety of our family. As I prayed, God was gracious to me, and showed me the blessings of an optimistic spirit. I listened to Him, and I listened to the sounds under the lovely bird’s song . . . large trucks roaring past our bedroom window on our “residential street”, parked car’s alarms responding to those trucks near misses, sirens, stray dogs yipping and fighting; it is amazing how quickly we have become so accustomed to these “normal” San Jose noises.


We praise God for how well the family is adjusting! We're meeting people in our neighborhood. Also, some of San Jose’s amenities make adjusting easier . . . . garbage pick-up (the streets are generally clean and the stray dogs don’t hang around too much), potable water (not only does this make our life much easier in this house, brushing teeth, etc, but knowing that each San Jose premises has safe drinking water means that we can drink tea or punch elsewhere and eat salads and vegetables at local restaurants knowing they’ve been washed in safe water). This is a great transition place for our family, before we head to a more rural spot in South America.


Today we are going to the local market. We have been looking forward to this all week, as we can hardly wait to buy fresh fruit!! We arrived on Sunday. Since then, we’ve walked in each direction, finding local stores, restaurants, and parks. We are extremely fortunate, in that our house is one block from the language training school, where Don and I will begin Spanish classes on Monday. Everything seems very expensive here . . . eggs, bread, milk, all cost the same or more than they would at Safeway, in St Albert. The first few days we made porridge, peanut butter sandwiches, omelettes, and pasta with sauce. Now we’re beginning to branch out into more “tico” (Costa Rican) food, like beans, rice, and chicken. We’re only in Costa Rica for another seven weeks, so we don’t want to buy too much for spices, etc

The ants keep us humble. They really like our kitchen counter and table. Because of the ants, we only need five of each thing . . . five forks, five bowls, five plates, because we can’t put a dirty dish down anywhere, the ants find it and swarm. We do feel blessed to have a fridge, stove, washing machines, beds, and a kitchen table. Now we have internet too! Having internet in the house is more than we’d ever hoped for!! This week, we’ve been skyping with family for free, and we had expected to be phoning them from a roadside payphone. What a tremendous blessing, to stay connected and be able to reassure friends and family at home!!!

This afternoon, we’ll meet our tico nanny. She is going to come to the house each weekday to care for the children while we are in language classes. The kids Grandma Helen had planned to come and take care of them, but her white-blood-cell count changed days before we flew here, and she has had to stay home. We’re praying for her; she feels healthy, but her condition is a puzzle to her doctors, so please keep her in your prayers. Also pray for our children, please, as they adjust to being cared for each afternoon by Lisbeth; she doesn’t speak English, so this is a wonderful opportunity for the children! I will homeschool them each morning, then they will have the afternoon at the house (and hopefully at the park) with Lisbeth. She comes highly recommended from missionaries who have previously attended the language school we’ll be at each afternoon.

So far, it has rained most afternoons. Katelyn calls it the glorious rain, because she doesn’t like to feel hot. She dances out in our gated front yard in the rain.

We have gates and locks and bars everywhere. We’ve gotten used to it requiring fourteen key turns to go out for a walk . . . the door, the gate (like a screen door, with no screen), and the other gate (like a fence). Each has a built –in deadbolt, then the fence-gate has a secondary deadbolt that you attach. As we lock each section at night, I am reminded that our trust is in the Lord, and we are thankful for the locks, and window bars, and walls, and barbed wire, but we trust in God for security. He has certainly been gracious to us.

Well, I am in danger of writing a novel instead of a blog post. Thank you so much for your support and prayers! Blessings to you, as you begin a new school year. We’re praying for you, too.
Love from the Murrays and our ever-changing-catch-and-release pet geckos.