Monday, April 25, 2011

Our First Easter in Niger

We shared a beautiful Easter Sunday with the Christian believers in Niger. What a privilege! One of the things that stood out to us most was the simplicity of the celebration - it was a celebration that focused on Jesus alone. The Nigeriens that we celebrated Jesus' Resurrection with all know the meaning of suffering for His name's sake. They have faced persecution, they have forsaken all, and they are thankful for the joy, peace, forgiveness, and abundant life that His death and resurrection made available to them. There was such excitement in the air as everyone gathered in the church to celebrate!


Like many believers, our family had special outfits made for Easter Sunday. Easter is the primary Christian celebration in Niger, with Christmas coming in second. Many people spent weeks preparing for the Easter weekend! There were multiple meetings from Good Friday through Easter Sunday, one of which included a showing of the Jesus Film at the church Saturday evening. Christmas brings the birth of the baby, but Easter celebrates the power of the risen, victorious King! Hallelujah!




Our family sang a special in Hausa, "Yesu ya mutu bisa giciye saboda ni, yanzu ina da yanci!" (Jesus died on the cross for me, and now I am free!)
Jonathan and Isaiah wrote this song, and it is now one of Isaiah's favorites.



Here they are...




...two Bowden cutie-bugs enjoy the worship, and each other!


They're becoming the best of friends.



Giggles...



And more giggles...

After the service, everyone gathered for a celebration feast! Everyone had brought a "dish to pass". All the "dishes" were served out onto large trays, then divvied out to groups of people. Here is Anna, ready to dig in. We all sat in a circle around the food (most of which was rice, stew, and yam), and ate with our right hand from our area of the platter. Don't worry, everyone washed their hands before eating!


So hungry! Can we start yet?!!



Anna and Mommy! Anna still amazes the Nigeriens by her incredible appetite and love of all.foods. They've never seen anything like it, and think it is simply wonderful.



Daddy and Isaiah with the pastors and church leaders.



Daddy helps Anna wash up at the pump on the church compound. The motos that you see in the foreground belong to our pastors. They are the primary means of vehicle transportation in Maradi. Most people travel on foot, though.



Walking back together... I love these Daddy-Daughter moments!



The youth in the church wrapped up the day by dancing joyfully after the meal.

What a special day! We'll never forget our first Easter in Niger!

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Tiny Additions

I am now the new "mommy" of three tiny, motherless kittens. We were originally hoping to take one or two of the litter after they had been weaned, but when their kitty-mommy was found dead three mornings ago, our plans changed a bit. Hand-feeding three hungry little mouths seemed like a pretty big task, but I would dare say that the whole Bowden family is enjoying the bouncing balls of fur that have joined the family!


Tiny kitties... just after we brought them home.


The kittens weren't used to being around people, so they were quite skiddish at first. I am thankful that we had the chance to hand-feed them. They are already warming up to us. They all come running when they hear me coming, tripping, head-over-heels, and falling into a big pile at my feet!



Beginning to explore...


It took everyone a while to adjust to eachother. We have to adjust to having little balls of fluff chasing our feet, playing with our toes, and meowing loudly whenever they're hungry or alone. .I am sure, for a fact, that the kittens are the ones with the greatest adjusting to do! . Nothing in their previous little lives could have prepared them for the initial shock of two excited, enthusiastic Bitty Bowdens! Isaiah and Anna are small to us, but to these kittens, they are giants! .The children are learning the valuable lessons of being gentle, being still, and being quiet. The kittens are also beginning to enjoy playing with Isaiah and Anna, and aren't as bashful around them as they were the first day.



I was very thankful when they started drinking from a plate, instead of needing to be dropper-fed!



Little buddies now...



It's good for the soul to see the three little tykes sound asleep in one big lump. Someday we'd like to get a dog, but for now, these are some wonderful tiny additions to our home in Niger!

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Please Keep Praying...

We would like to give you a quick update on Umi, Rebecca's daughter. Just this last week, she returned to live with her father, upon his request. Rebecca didn't have much say in the matter, and is feeling sad at not being able to have Umi live with her right now. We are thankful, however, that Rebecca now has a wonderful relationship with Umi, one that she was never able to have before! While she lived here, Umi began learning how to read and write, she lived in an environment that was saturated with the love of Jesus, and we watched her blossom beautifully. Please pray with us that all of the seeds sown in her life during her season with Rebecca would bear fruit in the next seasons of her life!

Rebecca will be able to keep in touch with her, and again, we are thankful for that. Thank you for praying and covering this family, rejoicing with them and grieving with them. It is a beautiful picture of how the Body of Christ should function. Please continue to stand with us in prayer for them!

Much Love ~ Dani

Sunday, March 6, 2011

Gifts from My Carpenter

Jonathan gave me a gift this week! Actually, several gifts. He built shelves in our house for me! I was thrilled.
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Isaiah also got to enjoy some great Daddy time in the process. There's no better place for a little boy to learn from than from his Daddy.

Learning to use the square...

Our house hardly had any shelving. This closet in the children's room was nice and spacious, but without shelves, I couldn't put much in it. This was one of the biggest projects Jonathan tackled for me. He spent two hours looking around Maradi for nice wood.
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Daddy's saw is loud!
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While at the time, we weighed the advantages and disadvantages of bringing Jonathan's tools (no pun intended - those things are HEAVY), we are now so thankful for what we were able to bring, and even wish we could have brought more! Things break frequently here - just from the heat, the dust and the harsh climate. Jonathan has put all of his tools to great use in our home, in the churches, the Bible School, and in the homes of other friends and missionaries. His practical skills are a blessing wherever he goes!
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Learning how to drill...
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We want to say a special THANK YOU to our friends, Andrew and Licia, for mailing us the drill bits that Jonathan needs for drilling into cement. Without them, he wouldn't have been able to build shelves for me. You guys are such a blessing! Thank you!
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Learning to measure...
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There is a nice view of our spacious front porch in these pictures! The kids spend a lot of time playing out here. We just put up zenna, the straw thatch that you can see in the picture above. It cuts the temperature way down on the porch, and keeps the glaring sun off the tile for most of the day. The temps are now over 100 on a daily basis, so we are using any available way we can to cut the heat.
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Holding the tape-mearsure for Daddy. Great job!

Even Anna gets to be involved, but only for a little while. She was a bit TOO "helpful"! .:)

Final touches before we can hang the shelves!

And here are the shelves going UP!

Needless to say, Jonathan had one happy little wife after he blessed me with his carpentry skills! What a difference these "gifts from my carpenter" made in my home. Now I have shelves to put things up HIGH (why would I need to put things up high? Oh, yes, that's right - I have two small, insatiably curious children). Now I can rest in peace, knowing that our things are well organized, will remain well organized, and that dangerous things, such as cleaning products, are out of the reach of little hands.
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And what a blessing these "gifts from my carpenter" were to his little son. Isaiah came away with a huge smile and a puffed up chest - he had gotten to be Daddy's big helper for the day, and that meant the world to him.
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Monday, January 24, 2011

Beauty for Ashes...

I want to share a true story with you...

They called her Lahadi (La-ha-dee), which means "Sunday" in Hausa, because she was born on a Sunday. Her mother's labor on the day of her birth was quick, and was accomplished in between the sale of some fried bean cakes. When her labor pains began, she left her work briefly and gave birth to a daughter! Because of this, Lahadi was fondly called "a business lady" or "daughter of the market".

When Lahadi was 7, her mother and father separated. She never knew why. Her mother left, taking Lahadi and her younger sister with her. Her older siblings remained with their father. Lahadi's mother moved in with Lahadi's grandfather's family, and made a living cooking and selling her fried food.

One day, when she was 13 years old, Lahadi arrived home from school to hear that a life-changing decision had been made on her behalf. She was to be married. A Muslim man, an acquaintance of her mother's, had asked for Lahadi's hand in marriage. Lahadi became this man's wife within three months.

During the first 5 years of marriage, Lahadi remembers watching "The Donut Man," a Christian children's program, on television. She remembers crying whenever she watched the show, and not knowing why. There was a hunger for something more within her spirit, a hunger that was crying out to be satisfied. One day, Lahadi had a vision. In the vision, a huge black figure approached her. She was terrified, and cried out for help, "Mohammad! Mohammad!" . Help did not come, and she remained terrified. Then, a figure in white appeared by her side, reached down, and took her hand. She then awoke from the vision.

Lahadi's spirit was troubled. What did this mean? She asked a Malam (an Islamic spiritual leader) what it could mean. He told her she must be doing something wrong, and that she needed to search her heart and find out what it was. She tried to search her heart for whatever it was that needed to change. She didn't know what to do!

One of Lahadi's older sisters was a Christian. Lahadi told her sister about the dream and asked what it could possibly mean. Her sister said, "It means that even though you are sitting in darkness, God is coming to your side to aide you. Remember that Christ loves you!"

After 5 years of marriage, and several miscarriages, Lahadi was finally able to carry a baby to full-term. She was 18 years old when she gave birth to a daughter, whom she named Fati, after her mother. Out of respect for her mother, she called the baby, Umie, which means "Mommy" in Hausa.

Lahadi's marriage ended unexpectedly when her husband decided to marry another young woman. Because of the circumstances surrounding the marriage, he gave Lahadi a choice - he would allow her to leave their marraiage with his blessing. Lahadi chose to leave, but these days were discouraging and difficult for her.

Lahadi's older sister, the one who had encouraged her, "Remember that Christ loves you," invited her to church, and she began to attend secretly. She would veil herself as a means of disguise as she traveled to church, then remove the veil when she arrived. After going for some time, she made the decision to give her life to Jesus Christ.

Lahadi's mother was angry about her decision to follow Jesus and rejected her completely. She sent for someone to steal Umie away and give her to her father, Lahadi's former-husband. She hoped this would force Lahadi to return to Islam and reject her Christian faith. Umie was about 18 months old at the time. She was playing outside while Lahadi worked in the house. The man came and took Umie without warning. Lahadi begged and pleaded to have the child back, but her former-husband would not hear of it. In this culture, the children belong to the father, not to the mother. The mother has no rights.

To add to her sorrow, Lahadi's mother continued to persecute her relentlessly for her faith in Jesus. She hired men to beat her, trying to force her to renounce the name of Jesus. Lahadi refused. She continued to grow in the conviction of her faith. Eventually, Lahadi fled the country of her birth, Nigeria. She took shelter in neighboring Niger, where she enrolled in Bible School.

It was there that she met a Christian man, Musa, whom she married on October 27, 2000. Joyfully, they welcomed two beautiful children into their lives. The firstborn was a boy - handsome, sweet, and thoughtful. Their second-born was a beautiful, vivacious daughter. After 7 years of marriage, Lahadi was left a widow when her husband, Musa, was suddenly killed in a motorcycle accident.

Here, our story comes full circle... Our Lahadi was called Lahadi because she was born on a Sunday, but her real given name was Rebecca. She is Rebecca, my friend, and Vie Abondante's interpreter and worship leader. Her son is Jonathan, who recently, just two years after his Daddy, went to be with Jesus. Her little daughter, Amy, one of Isaiah's best friends.
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Since I shared Rebecca's story with you in Grieving with Joy, I have had many people ask me how she is doing. Rebecca has shared her story with me, and it is with her permission that I am sharing it with you. She blesses me daily as she radiates peace, joy, and strength that can only come from Jesus. She clings to Him, because she has no other. She knows the truth of Peter's words, "Lord, to whom shall we go? You alone have the words of eternal life." Rebecca wants this story to be a blessing to you, and to encourage you to trust Him, no matter what you are facing.
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The Lord has continued to unravel and reveal more of Rebecca's story. We would like to share what He has done, and is still doing, over the past 2 months with you.
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During the week of grieving for her son, Jonathan, Rebecca received a phone call from her former-husband. He, knowing nothing about her current situation or Jonathan's death, was calling in regards to Umie, the daughter who, years ago, had been lost to Rebecca. Umie was only 18 months old when she was taken away - she is now 12 years old. Umie's father asked Rebecca if she would be willing to take Umie. He now had two wives, neither of whom loved Umie or treated her with kindness. He hoped Rebecca could take her for her own safety and well being.
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In the time of one of her greatest losses, God gave Rebecca one of her greatest treasures back.
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A few weeks ago, Rebecca brought Umie home with her, and Umie is now part of our family. When Rebecca called me to tell me that Umie was now in her care, I said, "Rebecca, do you see? The Lord gives, and the Lord takes away, and TODAY, He has given."
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"Yes!" she replied, voice choked with tears, yet breaking with a smile, "TODAY, He has given BACK!"

Please pray that God continues to strengthen and comfort Rebecca, Amy, and Umie. They are all facing new circumstances. Umie is experiencing an environment that is saturated with the love of Jesus for the first time in her life. She is blossoming. Since she came, she has begun learning to read and write. She has no church background, so please pray for her salvation. We cannot help but see the Lord's hand working in all of this to save Umie! The Lord is rescuing her, and we are excited to see the His plans beginning to unfold in her life!
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The Lord is in the business of giving beauty for ashes. . Do you have a pile of ashes somewhere in your life? Things that have burned you? Things that have been painful? Are you still waiting for the beauty? We might never see the fullness of it on this side of eternity, but it is coming!
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I have one more note to add. When Rebecca's mother, the one who had persecuted her for her faith in Jesus, was on her deathbed, Rebecca returned to her to care for her during her last days. The child that she had persecuted the most, returned to her. As a result of the love and forgiveness that she saw in Rebecca's life, Rebecca's mother gave her life to Jesus just before she died.
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What is the most difficult situation that you are facing now? Give it to the Lord. Trust Him. Worship Him through the storm. Wait on Him. He will turn your mourning into dancing. He will give you beauty for ashes. He will use you for His glory.
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The Spirit of the Sovereign Lord is on me,
because the Lord has anointed me to preach good news to the poor.
He has sent me to bind up the brokenhearted,
to proclaim freedom for the captives and
release from darkness for the prisoners...
to comfort all who mourn,
and provide for those who grieve in Zion -
to bestow on them a crown of beauty instead of ashes,
the oil of gladness instead of mourning,
and a garment of praise instead of a spirit of despair.
They will be called trees of righteousness,
the planting of the Lord, for the display of His splendor.
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Isaiah 61:1-3
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Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Christmas in Niger - Part 2

One of the best Christmas gifts we have ever received was MY DAD, Pastor Bob Burket, coming to Niger for Christmas! He didn't come alone either! He came with love, thoughts, prayers, gifts, and the blessing of our whole church family in Lawrenceville and many other friends and family in the States. For everyone who blessed us by blessing my dad, we want to say THANK YOU! Thank you for sending him to Niger! Words just can't describe how much his visit meant to us.

I have a photo-journey for you of Dad's trip!
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WELCOME TO NIGER!
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At the airport!

Dad's plane flew over our car as we drove to pick him up a the airport! You can see the plane in center-right of this photo, just above the horizon.

...heading into the airport!

Waiting to see Grandpa! His airplane just landed!


Yeah!!!! Here comes Grandpa!

There are no words to describe moments like these!

Grandpa brought M&Ms for the Isaiah and Anna at the airport!

The M&Ms, needless to say, were quite a hit!

I mean, seriously, is it LEGAL to have this much fun?!!

These guys couldn't get enough!

Here we are - TOGETHER in Niger!

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Let's hit the road! Off to Maradi, 8 hours away!

Bush stop!

We don't have rest areas here! We sure do wish there was a Burger King somewhere along the line, though!

Where am I?!!

At home in Maradi,
unpacking the things that you blessed us with!

Isaiah and Anna help Grandpa unpack the 3 suitcases of gifts and supplies from home!

I think their facial expressions say it all! Thank you for blessing us!



One happy Mommy right here! :)

A new outfit from Grammie Dawn Burket!

It's been chilly here with temperatures in the 70-80s during the day, and 40-50s at night, so we're thankful for long-sleeves!

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Ministry!

In the 5 days that Dad was here in Maradi, we ministered in several villages and hosted a 3-day Pastors' Conference at which Dad was the guest speaker.

The Village of Tamroro!

Arriving at the village church... (the church building is on the left)

Worship in Tamroro!


Jesus IS God, He changed my life!

Our family, Pastor Yahaya, his wife and three children, and Rebecca (far right), holding Amy's hand.

Children in Tamroro...


Anna must be getting a little tuckered out! It's been a long day! But a GOOD one!

These wooden logs are carved out on the inside to make a bowl of sorts. The women then pound their millet and yams in them.

The Village of Nakoki!

The "road" to Nakoki - 4-wheel drive is a MUST!


Teaching a new song in Hausa!
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These four little girls wanted to receive Jesus after hearing the gospel preached!
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Jesus said, Let the little children come unto Me, and do not forbid them, for of such is the kingdom of heaven."
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Praying for the sick...

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The whole congregation, standing outside the church (the straw structure behind everyone).
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The children LOVE seeing themselves after their picture is taken! There is never a time when GIGGLES don't ABOUND!
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Pastors' Conference!


Here we are with all of the pastors and their wives at the Pastors' Conference! It is so exciting to have opportunities like these to invest into the leadership of the Nigerien church!


Ministering to the pastors...

Hallelujah!

This is the "nursery" where the kids played while the teachings were going on. It's just a mat on the floor in the back of the room...

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Some special family time!
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Things we don't take for granted anymore! Having the chance to walk hand-in hand with Grandpa...

Isaiah and Anna wanted to show Grandpa where they like to swim when it's hot outside!

Next...

We couldn't resist...

If one travels to Niger, one simply MUST ride a...

CAMEL!

Wahoo!

Up with Grandpa!

Mommy and Isaiah take a turn!

Rakumi - is the Hausa word for camel

Isaiah, who was nervous at first, ended up riding with everyone! He spent the most camel-time of us all, and now refers to this camel as, "Our camel..." when comparing it with others that he sees around town.

Merry Christmas from Niger!
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Back to Niamey!
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Since Dad had another week of ministry scheduled in Ghana, he had a plane to catch! Here are a couple of the sights we saw on the way to Niamey... just a few of Niger's beauties!

Watermelons! Can you believe this? Niger grows beautiful watermelon!

This trip, we dubbed, "The trip of the camels!" There were camels everywhere!

Gone are the days of worrying about hitting a deer on the PA roads!

Watch out for that CAMEL!!!

These camels were waiting outside a camel market... They're for sale!

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One last evening together before Grandpa leaves...

Grandpa's buddies... Isaiah and Anna

We ate dinner at a restaurant that overlooks the Niger River with the Childs families!

Savoring every moment together...

I loved having my Dad in Niger!

Thanks for coming, Dad!

And thank you to everyone who sent him!

I couldn't resist taking a few shots of the sunrise on our trip back to Maradi, after dropping Dad off at the airport.

"The path of righteous is like the first gleam of dawn, shining ever brighter until the full light of day."
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Proverbs 4:18 (NIV)

May Your righteousness continue to shine forth, Lord, in the land of Niger, brighter and brighter, until there is no darkness to be found!

I can't even find words to describe how special this 1st Christmas in Niger was. It was truly a gift from God. Thank you to everyone who prayed for us, sent packages, supported my Dad, blessed us financially, and went the extra mile to make this such a special Christmas!

We love you!

Happy New Year from Niger!

Let's continue with our hand to the plow, sowing in 2011, and looking to the Lord to bring increase!