Showing posts with label indonesia dish. Show all posts
Showing posts with label indonesia dish. Show all posts

Monday, September 1, 2025

Agitation and affirmation

Friday, August 29, 2025

We only have a couple of meetings today. We stop by the project and admire the desk that's been refinished. Who will study here?

W hails a GrabCar at 9:30 since PakG is away, taking his wife to hospital. We pray for her complete recovery.

It takes an hour to cross the city to visit Rocky and Lussy and their family. What a feast they have prepared!

Lussy and her mom love to cook - the rendang (coconut-infused beef) is spectacular. Their homemade cream puffs fill us to the brim.

Lussy has  a vegetable and herb garden on her rooftop. Closer to the ground, this jeruk Bali (a 7" version of grapefruit) has ripened and is sent along, along with 3 pots of herbs.

There are demonstrations around town protesting government corruption and higher taxes. We miss the crowds but friends get caught by tear gas.

At a local university, sellers sit across from the entry, offering flowers for a new crop of graduates.
Back home, I hop on a call with coworkers in Thailand and Japan, who update us on their work. Challenges abound in this restless world. It's good to know Someone is great, beyond human intentions and abilities.

Saturday
There's unrest in the city overnight, with fires and protests. The hills are quiet. During the day, civilians and civil servants clean up the mess and broken dreams left downtown by the mobs. So much property damage and loss lies in the wake of high adrenaline. Small food vendor and bystanders are among the victims of the wanton destruction.

We walk early, with leftovers for lunch - potato salad and ribs with IbuSumi's homemade bread. Grading and monthly updates are waiting but I have no heart for the work. We pray for peace in Indonesia and in the hearts of those around us.
Mysteriously, the tile in the kitchen has split into three pieces. The ruined formica atop the cabinet is hidden under a 60X60cm (24"square) floor tile. This one somehow didn't last.
A young couple comes for marriage counseling and checks out a wedding venue nearby. It's a honor to be part of a young family's beginnings.

Sunday
We love the people we serve with! This is today's volunteer crew. We postpone the board meeting as two members are missing.
It's Round Table Sunday (last Sunday of the month). We discuss a hot topic from 1 Peter 3: submission of a wife to her own husband (not all women subjugated to all men) and the sacrificial love of a husband, even willing to suffer and die for his wife.

"Who has the greater obligation and effort, the husband or wife?" W asks the attendees.

I write the monthly newsletter and wrap up some reading in the afternoon.

Monday
It's a quiet morning after a walk, with one staff updating his insurance and the other volunteering at a neighborhood clinic for preschoolers. With an empty house, there's headspace to organize a cabinet and finish grading papers from a June class (finally). I'm missing two assignments so ask for a resubmission in case those were sent to me and disappeared. After today, grades will be submitted as is.

Zeli's here to look at the little fridge that quit on us. The compressor gets hot but there's still no cooling. We head out for lunch.
The corn with chilis is as good as the fried chicken/shrimp balls.
The owls Wolly and Molly stare us down.
Along the street, the flowers are putting on a show again.
Tuesday
We're out early to walk. Anton rips the 3-part leash from W's hands and charges out of the gate to chase a cat. W catches all 3 dogs; the old ones have not run that fast for a while. When we get back home, Ruth has sent over 40 roses for our 48th anniversary tomorrow.
I make two big bouquets that cheer us as we walk through the living room and entry.
The city has been quieter overnight. It's sunny and warm. Merla brings 3 rooted adeniums over: they'll be beautiful when they bloom, reminding me of jade plants. Our currency is cookies.
Jane sends over 15 boxes of books and furniture they're leaving behind as they repatriate. Books? They'll go in all directions. We've found that few people read here. They know how - it's just not a hobby or regular activity.

Indonesian decor rarely includes a bookshelf. In contrast, British decor has books everywhere and a comfy reading chair! like at our place. That corner feels peaceful.
Read more:
* O Lord of hosts, you are God, you alone, of all the kingdoms of the earth; you have made heaven and earth. Isaiah 37:16

* All things came into being through him, and without him not one thing came into being. John 1:3

Moravian Prayer: Creator of all, inspire us with your divine wisdom. Help us to recognize your presence in every aspect of existence and to live in accordance with your divine will. Amen.

Sunday, April 7, 2024

Hazy mornings and swinging afternoons

Friday, April 5, 2024

Our kids have been married 16 years today. Congratulations, T and M! We're cheering you on. W and I had been married 30 when they got started. I'm in a meeting for an hour before sunrise at 6:00. It's a hazy morning in the mountains. 

W and I walk around the block and spot this critter on the street. Its buggy eyes wave around watching as our camera comes closer.

This beetle is impressive whether buzzing around in flight (taking off above) or googling its big eyes at us (below - 1.5" - 3+cm lines). I am curious: what are the brown sacks under their wings? I look it up. Oh, those are the "real" soft wings for flight, protected by hard-shelled wings above them. How cool is God's engineering ... even for bugs.

We have breakfast at #WaorungEthnic, running into friends who are eating together. It's a favorite place for good rice and beef rendang (spicy stew.) The beef is cooked repeatedly in coconut milk and spices until it is almost dry but flavorful. It's one of my favorite Indonesian feast dishes. 

A few strands shaved off the beef can flavor a heaping spoonful of rice. Rendang is not eaten by the chunk but by the sliver. It looked like stew so I took an American-sized cube in my mouth the first time - and I had to chew it a long long time before it was  malleable enough to swallow. How embarrassing: later I realized that my forkful was an entire person's portion

Saturday

It's another hazy morning. The streets are empty though the playground rings with laughter and shouts. The preteen and teen boys kick a soccer ball in an oddly-shaped triangle between streets. The kids are wearing flip-flops on the uneven pavers. 

Someone sends the ball out of bounds and another boy races toward the 4' wall and the drop-off to the street. The ground under the tree where the ball catches is topped with slippery leaves, and he's going at full speed. He skids toward the ball, hooks it with his toes, kicks it back into the center, and the game continues as he runs back toward his fiends. All in flip-flops. We watch in wonder.

Many houses have a garbage bin that open in the yard for disposal with another opening on the others side for pickup.

This house is being built around the former house's walls. So interesting to watch how people think about building here. I'm wondering when they'll redo the roof. For now, the workers sleep inside.

At home, I make the Sunday flower arrangement, grazing in the garden for berries, ferns, and flowers. There are a few still-green leaves and the lilies from Easter have just begun to open.

On the Porch, I watch a new-to-us betta (65c on fish street) cruise around. This fish becomes aggressive when swordtails or platys come near. Settle down: you're the new guy in town. (Maybe he's had his fins nipped before?)
I fill a 5-gallon cylinder and set it on my desk, adding a betta with 4 swordtail fry and plants from the garden ponds. As I work, they swim circles and pick at the greens.
W and I restructure the IES Bandung talk because it's Family Sunday with kids in the hall. How does the story relate to them?

I download and review 10 books that are coming to publication in the next months. What a mix: business, art, leadership, and fiction. I only thoroughly read those with content that teaches me something. On the side, I'm enjoying some "clean" family fiction by Karen Kingsbury.

Sauerkraut for lunch? Why not. The jar sitting on the counter is ready to expire. I rinse the cabbage, chop an apple and a sausage, season it with black pepper, and add cloves from our garden. It goes into the oven for a few hours with small whole potatoes on top. We eat it with radish sprouts and ricotta cheese because we don't have sour cream on hand. 
The dogs get groomed - old Mr Bailey looks pretty smart for his age! Good boy. The dogs love to be at their "spa" - the groomers come to the house to take care of nails, ears, and hair (everywhere on a poodle.)
Sunday
One of the wonderful parts of leading is the privilege of adding to the DNA. One of our core values is inclusion, and this works itself out in many ways. A diversity of ages, heritages, and gifting ... everyone belongs and can contribute. Today we have a young reader for one of the scripture passages. He dances with excitement when he's done.
After, we have lunch at #Narapark. The table settings are simple and elegant.
We order a Ramadan special: rendang lasagne. Very spicy!
W and I spend an hour on the swinging chairs in the backyard, watching the turtle climb up to sun itself and slide back into the water when we move. The dog sprawl nearby. The solar fountains bubble up to aerate the bathtub ponds.
Oh oh. A strip of wood paneling has fallen from the Porch ceiling. The weight of the bird cages is not the best thing for the paneling but that's not the only factor - age, termites, and 40 years of animals in the ceiling are hard on the house. W rehangs the cage into a rafter, a handy man to have around.

Read more:
*I am the Lord, and there is no other. I form light and create darkness, I make well-being and create woe; I the Lord do all these things. Isaiah 45:6-7

*But now apart from the law the righteousness of God has been made known, to which the Law and the Prophets testify. This righteousness is given through faith in Jesus Christ to all who believe. There is no difference between Jew and Gentile, for all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God, and all are justified freely by his grace through the redemption that came by Christ Jesus. 


God presented Christ as a sacrifice of atonement, through the shedding of his blood—to be received by faith. He did this to demonstrate his righteousness, because in his forbearance he had left the sins committed beforehand unpunished— he did it to demonstrate his righteousness at the present time, so as to be just and the one who justifies those who have faith in Jesus. Romans 3:21-26


*[Jesus declares,] I was dead, and see, I am alive forever and ever, and I have the keys of Death and of Hades. Revelation 1:18

Moravian Prayer: Creator of all things, we see you in everything. Your presence is felt in times of joy and sorrow. We praise you for breaking the bonds of death and for raising us to new life in you. In Jesus’ name, we pray. Amen.