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		<title>What My Children Don’t Know</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 23 Apr 2012 19:53:08 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Suzanne Lincoln</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[We are back in the US for the first time in two years, and my kids (5, 3, and 2) remember almost nothing of their passport country. ]]></description>
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“Green means go.  Yellow means slow down.  Red means stop.  Green means go…” The chanting from the back seat reminds me that my children don’t know what stop lights are. We are back in the US for the first time in two years, and my kids (5, 3, and 2) remember almost nothing of their passport country. It is funny observing what my kids don’t know. They don’t know that it can be cold outside when the sun is shining. They don’t know how to sit in a shopping cart or how to play outside with their shoes on. They don’t realize that they don’t actually know every other white person they see. <a href="http://www.mafblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/MAF-Missionary-Lincoln-Children.jpg"><img src="http://www.mafblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/MAF-Missionary-Lincoln-Children-300x265.jpg" alt="MAF Missionary Lincoln Family Children enjoying a playground" title="MAF Missionary Lincoln Children" width="300" height="265" class="alignright size-medium wp-image-2298" /></a>They don’t know what a playground is or why there aren’t any ants in March. They don’t know that you can drink water out of the tap or what a dryer is. They don’t know where “home” is. And for a moment I catch myself mourning all of the things they don’t know &#8230; extended family members, smooth roads, watermelon. And then I hear my daughter’s voice call down in perfect French from the top of the slide. “Regard moi, Papa!  Je suis très haut!” (“Look at me, Daddy!  I’m very high!”) And I am overwhelmed with all of the things they do know. They can find Congo on a map and can recognize an okapi. They speak fluently in two languages and understand a third. They think a coloring book and new crayons are the best gift ever—being totally thrilled with the simple pleasures of life. They know how to sit on hard wooden benches through a three-hour church service. They are totally color blind—seeing all people as precious and can carry (mostly) intelligent conversation with adults and children alike. They honestly think they are related to everyone they love and have an adaptability that astounds me. And they know Jesus. So even though they don’t know what a toaster is, I gladly lay down everything they don’t know for the treasure of what they do.</p>
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		<title>Having a Baby Changes Everything</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 20 Feb 2012 15:00:50 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Suzanne Lincoln</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I quickly found that my baby would not only change my life and the focus of my ministry.]]></description>
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<p><a href="http://www.mafblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/02/Bunia-2.jpg" class="highslide" onclick="return hs.expand(this,{captionId:'caption1858'})"><img src="http://www.mafblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/02/Bunia-2-183x300.jpg" alt="MAF Missionary wife, Suzanne Lincoln, carrying her baby Congo style" title="Bunia 2" width="183" height="300" class="alignright size-medium wp-image-1858" /></a>I love that soap commercial that says “having a baby changes everything.” Any mama knows it’s true. I quickly found that my baby would not only change my life and the focus of my ministry, but that my little 7-pound screaming bundle would change the receptiveness of those to whom I was hoping to minister. </p>
<p>When we first moved here to Eastern Congo, we had no power. Beyond the everyday stress of changing diapers in the dark, I had to learn just how long meat and veggies would last without refrigeration. Not long, it turns out. Without a means to keep food cold, I had to shop in the open air market every couple of days. I didn’t think it would be a big deal, but I quickly found that people here were more suspicious than receptive of me; and even though I knew the local trade language, they simply didn’t know what to do with this white lady shopping around their market. So every few days I’d go to the market and get ridiculed and mocked and end up coming home in tears. For three months I cried every day I had to go to the market. <a href="http://www.mafblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/02/market.gif" class="highslide" onclick="return hs.expand(this,{captionId:'caption1859'})"><img src="http://www.mafblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/02/market-96x300.gif" alt="MAF missionary wife, Suzanne Lincoln, visits a Congo market" title="market" width="96" height="300" class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-1859" /></a>One day I finally got brave enough to take my 5-month-old baby with me to buy my veggies. I was scared to death to take her, but we needed food and I didn’t have anyone to watch her, so I tied her on my back in the local style, held my tears back, and went in. This time I was the one who didn’t know what to do with the people in the market. Instead of mocking and laughing, I heard clucks of approval and acceptance. I wasn’t a foreigner anymore; I was a wife and mommy, just trying to make it through the day and feed my children. Within a week, mockery and ridicule turned to defense and friendship. </p>
<p>Children truly are the great equalizer. Every mommy in the world worries about protecting her babies, feeding them well, educating them, raising them right. God not only gives us children as our primary ministry, but also to make ministry possible. It’s true, you know. Having a baby changes everything.</p>
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