tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-76252953994550460142024-03-13T07:41:15.526+08:00Take a Steppe - MongoliaAn ordinary life in an extraordinary worldUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger55125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7625295399455046014.post-13291430612430988562013-10-13T16:51:00.002+08:002013-10-13T16:51:48.115+08:00The End, at least for now.<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>I have a lot of guilt over this blog. Just too much. Our involvement in our ministries leaves no time for writing here. I feel guilty that people visit this blog, and there is just nothing "new". For now, I would like to put this blog on hold, and give in to pressure from my husband, and some of my family. We had so far an interesting, very blessed life, and I would like to go back in time and write about the things I have learned and experienced. I will soon post the website to my new blog. Thank you, Haniki</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I had to be a little creative getting this picture. The ladies at the market are not happy when you take pictures of them. Some renovation was done while we were away, and it looks much better now - tiles on the floor, a kind of a metal on the counters. Before, they had to cut on cardboard. And the same cardboards were used for not just one day, but for several days. Now, you have to admire these ladies. Cutting, chopping, it all gets done with knives. No electrical saws, only a small handsaw once in a while. Forget about buying meat already in "cuts". If you don't understand meat, you might have a problem finding what you are looking for. The meat also comes with big chunks of fat, you might be able to convince them to cut that part off, they know they'll be able to sell it to someone who is interested in only the fat. During this time, the price of meat comes down a little. This is because farmers need to sell some of their animals in order to pay for school fees. This is also a good time to buy and stock up for the winter. Finding fresh meat during winter, from November to March can be a problem. Even when the animals are slaughtered on the morning, by the time it reaches the market, it is all frozen. This week, the big hunt for meat will start. It will be good, I really don't want to have to go and buy meat when the temperature goes down to -25C. </span><br />
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</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7625295399455046014.post-53336216033969017132012-07-11T09:51:00.001+08:002012-07-11T09:51:15.562+08:00A Basic Diet<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It is something you have to get used to, and it is also something that will bring out the creativity in you. The selection is limited, especially when it comes to vegetables and fruit. Summertime brings some relief to the limited choices, but it means a lot more trips to the market to grab those opportunities. It is already July, and vegetables such as broccoli and cauliflower are nowhere to be seen. Lettuce (only one kind), spring onions and radish are available. At least you can have a salad, just add the tomatoes and you're there. My first trip to the market delivered all of these (in the picture), well, there were also potatoes, but that would have been just a little bit too adventurous. So, for now, we will be content, and wait for the month or so when we will have more choices and get those much needed nutrients before winter is bringing us back to only the basics. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Until another time .... from Mongolia. </span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7625295399455046014.post-6874493629317708852012-06-10T09:53:00.001+08:002012-06-10T14:16:09.406+08:00Blessings<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">One of my new year's resolutions is kicking in. While on Home Assignment, I've been reading so many blogs and realized it is something I want to do again. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Pieter and I have an interesting, wonderful blessed life we share. We've been to 25 countries now, America the last of this list. Growing up on a farm in South Africa, I would never have thought this is going to be my future. We meet people, we make friends, very good friends. We have to say good bye way too many times, but then we move on and make new friends. How fortunate we are. Redding was the perfect place for us to rest after 22 years of cross-cultural experiences. Well, America was also a cultural experience, but it was easy. People at Simpson University were good to us, we had a wonderful comfortable home, and working with young students brought many memories back from our days in the Philippines. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">We came home to Darhan last week. This morning while praying, I've just realized again how blessed we are. Always food on the table and a roof over our heads. Even when it is just the floor of another apartment above us, it is still there. The differences we have experienced this year while living life are huge, but home is where your heart is, isn't it. One of the first things that went back into our living room was a picture of Anri and Sonja. That is the best I can do to have them with us. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Here's two pictures, one of the house in Redding where we lived for one year, and our apartment building in Darhan. Two worlds apart! Our apartment, 4th floor in the corner could fit in more than three times in the house. </span><br />
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<br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7625295399455046014.post-53790723222053689072011-08-25T03:21:00.000+08:002011-08-25T03:21:44.765+08:00Changes.<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">What a surprise. I haven't added anything to this blog for the last eighteen months or so. Well, things have changed, and with the extra time I'm going to have for the next ten months or so, I hope to blog more. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">We finally! are on home assignment for a year after 22 years on the field. We've spend the first four months of it in South Africa where we mostly spend time with Anri and Sonja. We had a Theron family reunion, and it was good to also see some of my family again. We drove on the left side of the road, we ate boerewors and pap, droee wors and biltong. Pieter and Sonja went for a walk with lions (pictures will follow), and we applied for visas for America. Those two went together in one sentence on purpose, Pieter will tell you that walking with the lions was not half as much stress as applying for the visas. We're just not made for "embassy stuff", and I don't like talking and explaining through a thick glass. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">After a 34 hour trip from Johannesburg through Dubai, flying over the North Pole and then back down over the west coast of America, we are now in Redding, Calfornia. This is where we'll be until next year May. It is a new culture for us, our first time in the US. So far it goes really well, everything is quite easy, Redding is not too big, and we have a wonderful and comfortable home to live in. I'm just waiting for the winter to arrive.</span> <br />
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</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7625295399455046014.post-23200820941781857822010-01-21T21:17:00.001+08:002010-01-21T21:22:38.784+08:00Camels and yaks<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsaM9bwz2cl2VAzVHzkk16xNzdhrojqI6zclPBOjTdtbyyLWTYypzT-7094JPX6pjnhq9CPtqfdgSsTkghjUdOWCotnph2E7vY5OH43cOGLe7HTiE5jnTJotlCSnxBn3ZRxHqP9Yb_ovrF/s1600-h/IMG_7731.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsaM9bwz2cl2VAzVHzkk16xNzdhrojqI6zclPBOjTdtbyyLWTYypzT-7094JPX6pjnhq9CPtqfdgSsTkghjUdOWCotnph2E7vY5OH43cOGLe7HTiE5jnTJotlCSnxBn3ZRxHqP9Yb_ovrF/s200/IMG_7731.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429182856152105362" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsUhZ7qKu1GwWzpJ-S8wNNPS0bSRQJ8CXwLd2SsWclnjhF2S4idkc6vQFCrvpEdr3spVVmTO6SoGTYpYWD5_ODvrfyV7KIEo55rcnYJUkewaLJk0PUOj_nX2P5vYyMjDVRv8QGarc59nA_/s1600-h/IMG_7687.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsUhZ7qKu1GwWzpJ-S8wNNPS0bSRQJ8CXwLd2SsWclnjhF2S4idkc6vQFCrvpEdr3spVVmTO6SoGTYpYWD5_ODvrfyV7KIEo55rcnYJUkewaLJk0PUOj_nX2P5vYyMjDVRv8QGarc59nA_/s200/IMG_7687.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429182841254255794" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYp9pKSk6erCAoyBflft0k10pntygV12sE-M1eZXyL4sqqV-5Rvk645dijghQRU5uxhFn5_oi0vYaOkcbGuTaPGvvWYSWb-9S4lIJoBjTlbdn6a0mVmhsC8RU-dVR2ZD6r04RDlmo1aPaW/s1600-h/IMG_7694.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYp9pKSk6erCAoyBflft0k10pntygV12sE-M1eZXyL4sqqV-5Rvk645dijghQRU5uxhFn5_oi0vYaOkcbGuTaPGvvWYSWb-9S4lIJoBjTlbdn6a0mVmhsC8RU-dVR2ZD6r04RDlmo1aPaW/s200/IMG_7694.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429182831334331426" /></a><br /><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">Have you ever seen such a handsome camel. And he enjoyed the attention thoroughly, waiting for us to get as many pictures as we wanted. The yaks were not very far from the camels. </span></span></p></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7625295399455046014.post-40602336553659322312010-01-21T21:13:00.002+08:002010-01-21T21:17:42.732+08:00Back to work<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkeQNGuJCTT7t56lW4PYKBydI0YIQOKdJfpW0gJCAjUI0WAej0leupBnHBO0sRy9p_DsaNXJsXMXAYqAHI-eHMq9i5OlQRknzK28qFtuVarZOceCcxZQGEg3pavXx3eBKZp8lPq51A45bY/s1600-h/IMG_7752.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkeQNGuJCTT7t56lW4PYKBydI0YIQOKdJfpW0gJCAjUI0WAej0leupBnHBO0sRy9p_DsaNXJsXMXAYqAHI-eHMq9i5OlQRknzK28qFtuVarZOceCcxZQGEg3pavXx3eBKZp8lPq51A45bY/s200/IMG_7752.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429181585452448706" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlhyYfuA8QsXECS5TGt4O5gmY1pY1_jaFbi3yR3Og4L5jh8USa39LIeZvlDXCPebGQGFmIe1Ctks8E4WdjyF0M5iQXKL32PS-3jsD1YDhj3f1QYYuS-0rmjaiBSXlDb6XYPvNjfo4gJvID/s1600-h/IMG_7751.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlhyYfuA8QsXECS5TGt4O5gmY1pY1_jaFbi3yR3Og4L5jh8USa39LIeZvlDXCPebGQGFmIe1Ctks8E4WdjyF0M5iQXKL32PS-3jsD1YDhj3f1QYYuS-0rmjaiBSXlDb6XYPvNjfo4gJvID/s200/IMG_7751.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429181199965989746" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8THO7_CLKIUrpVfeX24ZAfbahtcasW-UZo_fGMJqCxiK7RhEqEgOlZnJrtkwrcmI8Qb1EVAkRr-2VZ-Ko9enJfF1AnMepA7aUNZhTVWPAqV8SD5wwqDP1mGZH8QjZ2-oVtXW6fzDdxsem/s1600-h/IMG_1924.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8THO7_CLKIUrpVfeX24ZAfbahtcasW-UZo_fGMJqCxiK7RhEqEgOlZnJrtkwrcmI8Qb1EVAkRr-2VZ-Ko9enJfF1AnMepA7aUNZhTVWPAqV8SD5wwqDP1mGZH8QjZ2-oVtXW6fzDdxsem/s200/IMG_1924.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429181194130045842" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"> It’s back to a busy schedule again. We all know that things happen with a reason. Pieter’s accident has changed our lives, and now that we’re back, we realize that it has changed other people too. Prayer has taken up it’s rightful place again. Pieter and I pray that this will continue. Nikidovnigon Church shows signs of maturing, young people come to ask to get involved in ministry. Even asking to get involved in prison ministry. Attendance is up every Sunday, our very young, all female worship team always there to lead the praise and worship. </span></p><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Helvetica, serif;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:12px;"><br /></span></span></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7625295399455046014.post-69859088978834261092010-01-21T21:04:00.001+08:002010-01-21T21:13:32.391+08:00Bangkok<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiISAZjKrZ3yPTK8jlAYnoVedB5ZdGnMZOKDg_JDJv4EFPy3KQDQbAI-udj4Qpr4IMUYC2KP2Pg5zJEbspiVbStgkvGtnDrTvHgw3_POjEdbh52CA9lPXbfAlywzNHW60uYZ5RUQ7UrGu_b/s1600-h/DSCN0350.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiISAZjKrZ3yPTK8jlAYnoVedB5ZdGnMZOKDg_JDJv4EFPy3KQDQbAI-udj4Qpr4IMUYC2KP2Pg5zJEbspiVbStgkvGtnDrTvHgw3_POjEdbh52CA9lPXbfAlywzNHW60uYZ5RUQ7UrGu_b/s200/DSCN0350.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429180474924732882" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7IuECwFp692vJrLgiUP2PTNJPQJqWURTM3hqITwnPPUvllm2yLU8PyxlkQRPIBDpOLay5tsR6UiNxq-HgGpehc62sDyO_Y5u_laQ4mWekNFzfJyYjL9V5w100vOy76-PR0xTyQiLC_eUA/s1600-h/DSCN0356.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7IuECwFp692vJrLgiUP2PTNJPQJqWURTM3hqITwnPPUvllm2yLU8PyxlkQRPIBDpOLay5tsR6UiNxq-HgGpehc62sDyO_Y5u_laQ4mWekNFzfJyYjL9V5w100vOy76-PR0xTyQiLC_eUA/s200/DSCN0356.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429180464131799874" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIof4a2MvIGRKFJJGIuRMgcC0HG0uTPX_VaCP7w9V1jvC27BhyQKRsENrTtSXrU8_XRJnwcMXalendiOcJ-WvqZqN_PWTLcwtlE5025EKUfbGVXLTSe3TTKmz2OxcThSaSbqtkic8yTk6j/s1600-h/DSCN0370.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIof4a2MvIGRKFJJGIuRMgcC0HG0uTPX_VaCP7w9V1jvC27BhyQKRsENrTtSXrU8_XRJnwcMXalendiOcJ-WvqZqN_PWTLcwtlE5025EKUfbGVXLTSe3TTKmz2OxcThSaSbqtkic8yTk6j/s200/DSCN0370.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429180450110505170" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ_-XwBt4D67k9gutYrgqB8mF6aN-De7LTL6Naz4pGImKK7vbIAkLysF35ltBE0cxgOX5ppkQuDumhuNtT13jXV7QTW2vsdHrFIt8gYs7oVesNecXiZFdai0f6GgriMptLS2xjaNEKhR_l/s1600-h/DSCN0374.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ_-XwBt4D67k9gutYrgqB8mF6aN-De7LTL6Naz4pGImKK7vbIAkLysF35ltBE0cxgOX5ppkQuDumhuNtT13jXV7QTW2vsdHrFIt8gYs7oVesNecXiZFdai0f6GgriMptLS2xjaNEKhR_l/s200/DSCN0374.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429180433267648674" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1sYtRnwnjN4XY4GwbgNXfETpY0SQ1YG5u0U6NkqQ5_a1HrQQ5xxI4ABnjdUn4iKEoRTwYdQzXQzgXreltXdvLm_22PGplKdWiIavzra3kdoM37ET9kC_WjtGCxN1yOT571x0OOH6EAqvX/s1600-h/DSCN0378.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1sYtRnwnjN4XY4GwbgNXfETpY0SQ1YG5u0U6NkqQ5_a1HrQQ5xxI4ABnjdUn4iKEoRTwYdQzXQzgXreltXdvLm_22PGplKdWiIavzra3kdoM37ET9kC_WjtGCxN1yOT571x0OOH6EAqvX/s200/DSCN0378.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429180415780513986" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px">We left for Bangkok at the end of October to attend a conference for all the Field Directors of Asia. We were halfway through the conference when while visiting the elephant park, one of the elephants picked Pieter and Richard up and threw them through the air. Both were rushed to hospital, Pieter with a scull fracture, multiple fractures in his neck and both shoulder bones, as well as his wrist. He was in the Bumrungrad hospital for almost 3 weeks, during which he had surgery to remove some of the bone in his neck which was pressing against the bone marrow. For five days before the operation Pieter could not move his arms, but soon after the operation, he could stand up and even walk. The hospital was quite amazing, felt like a five star hotel. </span></p><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Helvetica, serif;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:12px;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Helvetica, serif;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:12px;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Helvetica, serif;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:12px;"><br /></span></span></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7625295399455046014.post-32775719990341432452010-01-21T21:00:00.002+08:002010-01-21T21:04:29.882+08:00Sign<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGH7pmBzLoWhxAbfMqe2V4TPGrdwfvtKxDXnZMc7T58achiwUc5QkWq3CXu3NEwcXjoLOQaHgTGqNp3vqyFNPciTPUg1WxBx5b_Kab9zxk6B3A6sYzvXiJEg4UeH_JP23GxJOGZh6KDigo/s1600-h/DSCN0290.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGH7pmBzLoWhxAbfMqe2V4TPGrdwfvtKxDXnZMc7T58achiwUc5QkWq3CXu3NEwcXjoLOQaHgTGqNp3vqyFNPciTPUg1WxBx5b_Kab9zxk6B3A6sYzvXiJEg4UeH_JP23GxJOGZh6KDigo/s320/DSCN0290.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429178011402016898" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px">We have a sign up above our front door. Anri has designed our logo, which has a traditional mongolian pattern as well as the cross. </span></p></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7625295399455046014.post-81147535306049460412010-01-21T20:42:00.003+08:002010-01-21T20:58:47.380+08:00Playground<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTi-C-D8zMcTAkG151RQuG0x017Z4sQi4IJrUc3rpl7Qb49rC3RPqtVRX0gKA2xFJx87iQ9oS-kvuCx8Jf9IEWrmDqERV-40CViU2lDjfxSOtib92WEraRtAD10-jSaX7lccwP3uX4wK6E/s1600-h/002.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTi-C-D8zMcTAkG151RQuG0x017Z4sQi4IJrUc3rpl7Qb49rC3RPqtVRX0gKA2xFJx87iQ9oS-kvuCx8Jf9IEWrmDqERV-40CViU2lDjfxSOtib92WEraRtAD10-jSaX7lccwP3uX4wK6E/s320/002.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429176701200985090" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifUaCPbeAYPFQ_04ZNVN3_7QV3cbGv6-3BEpV1YnqfOWzM5Zxr0zN_m5u0YtCJm4ixkxPhASF4pBKaPWWAvvaM91ZfhYJAF63bIsLE-Ac1f9TtbufKXarOCCX2gOD_s_skvwkmn844Ddow/s1600-h/065.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifUaCPbeAYPFQ_04ZNVN3_7QV3cbGv6-3BEpV1YnqfOWzM5Zxr0zN_m5u0YtCJm4ixkxPhASF4pBKaPWWAvvaM91ZfhYJAF63bIsLE-Ac1f9TtbufKXarOCCX2gOD_s_skvwkmn844Ddow/s320/065.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429174933963633282" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px">The playground behind CLTC looks much better now that it has some equipment for children to play on. The basketball hoops got moved so we have more space. The animal drawings on the fence will be completed once the weather allows going outside for longer than the ten minutes allowed now. We still have much work to do there, but it already looks so much better. </span></p><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Helvetica, serif;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:12px;"><br /></span></span></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7625295399455046014.post-73024433607206586652010-01-21T17:12:00.002+08:002010-01-21T17:17:43.490+08:00Nikdovnigon Church<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBSBHbw7LuJ_VsFkX05KrrpQkO84tonSKTdenC9qHeDhnQ200B_J8eEkd3WBYy21OhO-uKSThrVHHFw7Aj42OrzdgtmcNH0lCLzxUy12DoxV3m9OW6Lel99KK5i1SL2MQMQaVOf_f3cqf9/s1600-h/IMG_7377.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBSBHbw7LuJ_VsFkX05KrrpQkO84tonSKTdenC9qHeDhnQ200B_J8eEkd3WBYy21OhO-uKSThrVHHFw7Aj42OrzdgtmcNH0lCLzxUy12DoxV3m9OW6Lel99KK5i1SL2MQMQaVOf_f3cqf9/s320/IMG_7377.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429119677644864258" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOyU-voB4RxjBHQVEzXQ2Tr6TFL7sWtr3c22WXlc1r1yoAzBDOv9dhNbJyiY6PQRyKZOqWM2Tk3Sd3DA6MxKLoFNh4ROAeJ_qsadNRVu6W0da_2GxPz66L8EWHbidpRmSRd4LaqW5u2MmZ/s1600-h/IMG_7441.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOyU-voB4RxjBHQVEzXQ2Tr6TFL7sWtr3c22WXlc1r1yoAzBDOv9dhNbJyiY6PQRyKZOqWM2Tk3Sd3DA6MxKLoFNh4ROAeJ_qsadNRVu6W0da_2GxPz66L8EWHbidpRmSRd4LaqW5u2MmZ/s320/IMG_7441.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429119670189331314" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px">One of our church members died last year and the family asked Pieter to help them with a true Christian burial. It took a lot of planning and explaining, but it was all worthwhile. The family was so moved with how peaceful and comforting a christian burial can be. </span></p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><br /></p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><br /></p></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7625295399455046014.post-60820966457402304202010-01-21T17:06:00.002+08:002010-01-21T17:12:46.201+08:00Christian Leadership Training Centre<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiciziodYrs8cWVdxzXGXpwFcZ9OIRyGMuNGdu65FWINEe8FW6cXnZmS9ooqQIbO4w8e93X4vxQ_ZM9GpNQuc-XsH2A6GNmgavvhV5e3dB7hoD_v8pSkOGyGp8kTXU7UAxH7_XM-ezssyz7/s1600-h/IMG_7620.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiciziodYrs8cWVdxzXGXpwFcZ9OIRyGMuNGdu65FWINEe8FW6cXnZmS9ooqQIbO4w8e93X4vxQ_ZM9GpNQuc-XsH2A6GNmgavvhV5e3dB7hoD_v8pSkOGyGp8kTXU7UAxH7_XM-ezssyz7/s320/IMG_7620.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429118424013260770" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9jFkzYrU5kas6-t2dsj_nPeXMDv8baBxKeK0CqtZtOdtiznulmNDFWFmmpV4_YZ2QqOa3eTmJ5USesiluElXLn9iYnxPYpgyJQxhAlgycgYX4I6imloz5mw2xqySJ_ofsFJ9L1Qw8a0vk/s1600-h/IMG_7628.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9jFkzYrU5kas6-t2dsj_nPeXMDv8baBxKeK0CqtZtOdtiznulmNDFWFmmpV4_YZ2QqOa3eTmJ5USesiluElXLn9iYnxPYpgyJQxhAlgycgYX4I6imloz5mw2xqySJ_ofsFJ9L1Qw8a0vk/s320/IMG_7628.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429118416468862482" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, serif;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, serif;"><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px">In September classes started at the Leadership Training Center. Only evening classes because most of the students have full time jobs. Our days got longer, starting at 9 in the morning, and ending at 8 in the evening. Regular meals can be a challenge when you spend most of your time away from home. </span></p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><br /></p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><br /></p><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Helvetica, serif;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:12px;"><br /></span></span></div></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7625295399455046014.post-35745773388032752412010-01-21T17:02:00.001+08:002010-01-21T17:06:51.711+08:00Darhan and UB<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsaPce1ywVS5Tl5WMt_JxbJp9MmWIsOjkhqIvUlXkBZRuSjhAAthRkhSlr7KaPHkkz4mzY-soMBFndN6W8OMhAORLM5hyphenhyphen0JXHVdmps3hcasYataRJ-AfAGftTfbdxUsWTbyo7EBcDh9cBH/s1600-h/IMG_7475.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsaPce1ywVS5Tl5WMt_JxbJp9MmWIsOjkhqIvUlXkBZRuSjhAAthRkhSlr7KaPHkkz4mzY-soMBFndN6W8OMhAORLM5hyphenhyphen0JXHVdmps3hcasYataRJ-AfAGftTfbdxUsWTbyo7EBcDh9cBH/s320/IMG_7475.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429116914228324162" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoMoSsPT0xDErFqbojlAKkF5s3sw-m5DQY52ngZS-YOX495gTtOLsTvIkgEaXJNfIfl1QMM12xeTmyPAFEjJEffXA2RRB-7_DhJJT3xucTty7WZzlVCzvrI6KnBvBKRaFjHQk3Fg3F2XRq/s1600-h/IMG_7480.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoMoSsPT0xDErFqbojlAKkF5s3sw-m5DQY52ngZS-YOX495gTtOLsTvIkgEaXJNfIfl1QMM12xeTmyPAFEjJEffXA2RRB-7_DhJJT3xucTty7WZzlVCzvrI6KnBvBKRaFjHQk3Fg3F2XRq/s320/IMG_7480.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429116900061510738" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px">Wow, I’m not sure I can write any more. We have been too busy the last six months. </span></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"></span><br /></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px">I’ll go back a little and start my story halfway through 2009. Our lives got a little more exciting with living in two different places. Darhan and Ulaan Baatar. In UB we had to get used to traffic, pollution and living on the 15th floor. But I won’t complain about that, because Pieter can come home for lunch before he takes off again with a flask extra strong coffee for the afternoon session in the office. The other advantage is that my pantry looks a lot more interesting with the variety I can find here in UB. </span></p><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Helvetica, serif;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:12px;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Helvetica, serif;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:12px;"><br /></span></span></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7625295399455046014.post-9398890997483045532009-06-09T15:01:00.003+08:002009-06-09T15:08:39.320+08:00Grandmother and grandson<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzmZprXekVFHz5YC-buYowVj0qm53wwYgcNBSxtmbSP0slXSYWz8dZ1QRYPgVl8oAZRwhWdWtL37YFWYFcFpCA-zBLXJL4pg8S_4XS0LBxt61PdCckKMoY9kfO9YolF8XhFK-oWNSZX2Es/s1600-h/0.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzmZprXekVFHz5YC-buYowVj0qm53wwYgcNBSxtmbSP0slXSYWz8dZ1QRYPgVl8oAZRwhWdWtL37YFWYFcFpCA-zBLXJL4pg8S_4XS0LBxt61PdCckKMoY9kfO9YolF8XhFK-oWNSZX2Es/s320/0.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345221190803252178" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div>Marta is one of our most faithful employees here at CLTC. She has served the center and the church for many years and already. She is also caring for her grandson while his parents are away working in Ulaan Baatar. </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7625295399455046014.post-4560308850171633092009-06-09T14:25:00.005+08:002009-06-09T14:57:23.027+08:00Nikdovnigon members graduating<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFBHRbF-cltUEin7bit8Fd9wdsq3NdMkF7VirjSlvZiRSoYUH9_PT1TzRp9OI1zFtpNidLykvqimdvQOuKGVmmWchj66uzWPpIjl708OEE7ohtBYt9L1ms8-S0rt_nFRTaHkufO7wSvg1h/s1600-h/0.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 314px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFBHRbF-cltUEin7bit8Fd9wdsq3NdMkF7VirjSlvZiRSoYUH9_PT1TzRp9OI1zFtpNidLykvqimdvQOuKGVmmWchj66uzWPpIjl708OEE7ohtBYt9L1ms8-S0rt_nFRTaHkufO7wSvg1h/s320/0.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345217205839616482" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLSMtiaRG33gCu1LC1reDWJnJCKYTLZXyh9E7ThgxmFnBCHAAurLQJs3K2Rp_9eo2PCUxUCq7xW9af7S3SeFw3RQac4LW3RmuhRZMLbltuhbw06F_WF67I59Av8JbE9fGaX5PUJ7fTmF0l/s1600-h/0.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLSMtiaRG33gCu1LC1reDWJnJCKYTLZXyh9E7ThgxmFnBCHAAurLQJs3K2Rp_9eo2PCUxUCq7xW9af7S3SeFw3RQac4LW3RmuhRZMLbltuhbw06F_WF67I59Av8JbE9fGaX5PUJ7fTmF0l/s320/0.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345216579419237378" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div>This year, seven of our young people from church graduated from Darhan University here in Old Darhan. Some of these young people are attending church now for quite some time, but some are young Christians who came to Christ in the last year or two. </div><div><br /></div><div>Ano and Zaya (picture with 2 older ladies) were employed at CLTC as part-time workers to help pay for their schoolfees throughout their four years of studies. Tolga (picture with two other young men from the church) has been helping out at the Youth Centre for the last eighteen months. </div><div><br /></div><div>Congratulations to them. We are very proud of them.</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7625295399455046014.post-39344796566238194452009-05-13T11:52:00.003+08:002009-05-13T11:59:59.794+08:00Nikdovnigon church<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCadbPB9pOoAAf0HWBQhpNJ7qX7nl0I2RspTZTiAs-PtXhKusPXTy1-vlkSbO3SdgJ80Md9vqhRdY70CEMfP5uePzJSqn6ppYUKTIS1IUIqlFI1OuqWPdW0g9_1cOO-7sKHEnGKGZrOyUk/s1600-h/0.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCadbPB9pOoAAf0HWBQhpNJ7qX7nl0I2RspTZTiAs-PtXhKusPXTy1-vlkSbO3SdgJ80Md9vqhRdY70CEMfP5uePzJSqn6ppYUKTIS1IUIqlFI1OuqWPdW0g9_1cOO-7sKHEnGKGZrOyUk/s400/0.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335151720181464946" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Pieter with some of the leaders of Nikdovnigon church in Darhan. With him is Soggi, Norjoo, Mughi (our translator), Dolgormaa and Enktuya. In the background Naraa and Ali. Pieter is part-time pastoring this church of about 70 members.</span><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7625295399455046014.post-34523318205405254272009-05-13T11:45:00.001+08:002009-05-13T11:49:53.916+08:00Gers and cars<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNJy2-PAVGxi3uwjpSMMCgEjUwvvWXfLiR4yVbh_0DUfMTjBQ6VuqMiRPDbXvXYp_j4zeRIdufVPREPWLf_plgAArEJ8x06ihnOY_Fuo0762P2jDqKYY-zjkJKEifzO7hAG6pRtfOeYaCZ/s1600-h/0.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNJy2-PAVGxi3uwjpSMMCgEjUwvvWXfLiR4yVbh_0DUfMTjBQ6VuqMiRPDbXvXYp_j4zeRIdufVPREPWLf_plgAArEJ8x06ihnOY_Fuo0762P2jDqKYY-zjkJKEifzO7hAG6pRtfOeYaCZ/s320/0.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335149783111998770" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">It's interesting to see how small gers are actually. And to think that a whole family live in a small space like this especially during winter months. It probably makes for good relationships between family members.</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7625295399455046014.post-32783234224868865712009-05-13T11:10:00.002+08:002009-05-13T11:26:10.470+08:00An-Hoa<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX0RqmrSXYqP1VMFGWLcIZgz7A1JWVglWqin1p2fvf0ax6n3NcTWUhZxwDAVC-hBlK95Y3y0lPi2v3pR-ZimsMTB-aes5kySwnRR-_u0q91TSN1-VlOd6SHK1Fj_-uM8VQQhJM20YEuHX1/s1600-h/0.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 357px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX0RqmrSXYqP1VMFGWLcIZgz7A1JWVglWqin1p2fvf0ax6n3NcTWUhZxwDAVC-hBlK95Y3y0lPi2v3pR-ZimsMTB-aes5kySwnRR-_u0q91TSN1-VlOd6SHK1Fj_-uM8VQQhJM20YEuHX1/s400/0.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335141597893719874" /></a><br /><div><br /><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">An-Hoa and I<br /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">This is a blessing I receive wherever I go, I have friends whom I really appreciate for what they are and what they mean to me. One such friend is An-Hoa. I have more good friends here in Mongolia, but good pictures like these are hard to come by. An-Hoa has also studied Home Economics (we can cook up a storm together), we both have children who do not live with us anymore (we can cry together), and we are the same age (we laugh together, quite often).</span></div></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7625295399455046014.post-89950013684753326342009-03-19T10:01:00.002+08:002009-03-19T10:12:17.416+08:00CAMA Mongolia<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJPC4DB_oXNsGS0AqQ-UKUckiV1n8HdKdmAS5K9EJzAwNUcqbYgGY9MRILYFEAK3zZMbHfbwWFi1RHG2bf60yGuojqEsmCekZqUBGv6U6enLqmAu3Nu5IOCetALPdqE8NbgN59IU_tz37C/s1600-h/0.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJPC4DB_oXNsGS0AqQ-UKUckiV1n8HdKdmAS5K9EJzAwNUcqbYgGY9MRILYFEAK3zZMbHfbwWFi1RHG2bf60yGuojqEsmCekZqUBGv6U6enLqmAu3Nu5IOCetALPdqE8NbgN59IU_tz37C/s400/0.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314715713078630082" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Oops, touched a button, and title went in without the picture. </span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">THe CAMA Mongolia team met this year at the Nukht Hotel outside of Ulaan Baatar for prayer retreat on March 6 - 8. Jack and Diana Stimmel, with Homer and Diana Madison from Menomonie Alliance Church visited us again and led the prayer retreat and fellowship. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></div><div><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7625295399455046014.post-57733488539714321662009-03-19T09:54:00.001+08:002009-03-19T09:54:47.144+08:00CAMA MongoliaUnknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7625295399455046014.post-90553564817794774582009-03-19T09:35:00.003+08:002009-03-19T09:52:48.407+08:00First class<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihh9jhyphenhyphen5khyphenhyphenvXpMhu0dsPn7HQajH93dJB1l-qzP2g4_tOD_vsPf5xUfm_1f7Uw7cMu2oXI6dym7nHrvS0MQWnLeWZLRoO3jWh4L2BhWfQMXvpt5hwkk1kwAeuHsx9jw3wVrx2wcVD-vkSD/s1600-h/0.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihh9jhyphenhyphen5khyphenhyphenvXpMhu0dsPn7HQajH93dJB1l-qzP2g4_tOD_vsPf5xUfm_1f7Uw7cMu2oXI6dym7nHrvS0MQWnLeWZLRoO3jWh4L2BhWfQMXvpt5hwkk1kwAeuHsx9jw3wVrx2wcVD-vkSD/s400/0.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314709081717985970" /></a><br /><br />Enrollment and orientation for the first group of students were held on March 13 and 14. The students are from 2 different churches, Nikdovnigon here in Darhan and Suxh Baatar on the border with Russia. The students have enrolled for the Certificate in Christian Ministry, and they will continue with the next series of learning circles. Pieter will visit the group in Sugh Baatar every Saturday and the Nikdovnigon students here in Darhan during the week. Mughee (on the left) is our translator at CLTC.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7625295399455046014.post-1099528175430188422009-03-16T17:00:00.002+08:002009-03-16T17:04:06.138+08:00Happy New Year<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1JO3EHxcVpdDXVkTupYjz0xSboTYGm1nxL8zAjsAstO_Y0INO6vSrrnaW7dwZqZGs_dKhh-pNgm8Cn8i60CeysOTEuT_06C4TCp8v7Plrzm48Lov50VmKHfevIvELgXVOz2GlbCX_Yjhz/s1600-h/0.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1JO3EHxcVpdDXVkTupYjz0xSboTYGm1nxL8zAjsAstO_Y0INO6vSrrnaW7dwZqZGs_dKhh-pNgm8Cn8i60CeysOTEuT_06C4TCp8v7Plrzm48Lov50VmKHfevIvELgXVOz2GlbCX_Yjhz/s400/0.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313708592676777026" /></a><br /><br />Saeghan Chinleree!<br /><br />Wishing you a Happy New Year! It’s the beginning of spring here in Mongolia, with the temperatures well below freezing. But, the sun is shining, and if you can find a spot in the sun with no wind, you might just think that spring is really here. <br /><br />The picture of us is with our neighbors, Batbold and Gerlee and his parents in a small town a little away from Darhan. The New Year in Mongolia is called Tsagaan Sar, which translates as White Month or White Moon. Some say tsagaan sar comes from the word Tsagaa (milk foods) as it is customary for Mongolians to eat a lot of milk products during this time. Others think it is because of the color white which is a symbol of all that is beneficial, of happiness, purity and frankness. In 1206, Temujin was proclaimed Great Khaan of all the Mongols. To celebrate, he arranged a great feast at the beginning of spring, and so creating a tradition. <br /><br />Families start preparing for the holiday at least a month in advance, beginning with the preparation of plenty of gifts and foods. Homes must be cleaned out. Every family makes hundreds of buuz and makes or buys new clothes. The fattest sheep is killed and the lower back and tail are steamed to become the centerpiece of the table for the holiday.<br /><br />The table are set with sheep’s back, ul boov (pastry), berees (rice cooked with butter and raisins) and traditional milk products. Ul boov are put in tiers on a big plate, with three, five or nine layers. The number nine for Mongolians is very symbolic, so nine layers of ul boov are served for very important state ceremonies. Elders usually make seven layers of ul boov (as in our picture). A family in which the grandfather is alive makes five layers. Young newlyweds make a three-layer ul boov, as the number three is associated with the beginning of everything. The top of the ul boov heap has to be decorated with sweets, pieces of sugar, cream and Mongolian butter. <br /><br />This year tsagaan sar fell on Wednesday and Thursday. Friday then became also a public holiday, Sunday turned into a normal working day. Schools, government offices, and banks were all open. There were not many people in church on that Sunday morning.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7625295399455046014.post-57476899840123673162009-02-21T14:34:00.003+08:002009-02-21T14:43:57.875+08:00Tsagan Sar - getting ready.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig8Timqo28k5BKQLKDzeNeVKZoweZFRbARxFekN-9UO9GU_y4HvZzJuVeAsqNGZN6ymxNzLew-lfN66XVWHbyb3U35xy7ap8T4p6q6FZv5DI-uc9iopH01SpIgylMK4l5wUOluRGWi161Y/s1600-h/9.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig8Timqo28k5BKQLKDzeNeVKZoweZFRbARxFekN-9UO9GU_y4HvZzJuVeAsqNGZN6ymxNzLew-lfN66XVWHbyb3U35xy7ap8T4p6q6FZv5DI-uc9iopH01SpIgylMK4l5wUOluRGWi161Y/s320/9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305136408450176434" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaYbStuFULxucBAIspZVtgKcWJb6BMQMZlOESknY5pKYambMVShn3sid9GlpHE3V7vupvFnxoRt4UmOHGdPL-U8gmuU19kME7JAFF2j17WNQdft0b_1cPxFbzYregDWfg9cEbgJIzSTbl9/s1600-h/8.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaYbStuFULxucBAIspZVtgKcWJb6BMQMZlOESknY5pKYambMVShn3sid9GlpHE3V7vupvFnxoRt4UmOHGdPL-U8gmuU19kME7JAFF2j17WNQdft0b_1cPxFbzYregDWfg9cEbgJIzSTbl9/s320/8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305136403326221250" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY6NJXBXgbi2_4otITrJjMT9BBqD67Escz1XaGuj3ug2yxau9cULkbUZBUbS6ID5iXYIUYrCesAAA5c4_r13OAj_YSz8DfT6lT1faZeyC1Sucu8arlbf-jNRC6xFi987JHYmxQY-HKAdVS/s1600-h/7.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY6NJXBXgbi2_4otITrJjMT9BBqD67Escz1XaGuj3ug2yxau9cULkbUZBUbS6ID5iXYIUYrCesAAA5c4_r13OAj_YSz8DfT6lT1faZeyC1Sucu8arlbf-jNRC6xFi987JHYmxQY-HKAdVS/s320/7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305136404366102050" /></a><br /><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">Tsagan Sar has come early for the students at the language school. Tuya (our language teacher) will be with her mother this year during the holidays, and therefor had the school’s tsagan sar party already two weeks ago. Tuya always arrange something cultural for these occasions, and all the students have to practice how to greet and learn about the different foods served during this very important celebration.</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">Picture on the left: Mark getting "wrapped-around".</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7625295399455046014.post-56394609936418718722009-02-21T14:25:00.004+08:002009-02-21T14:34:26.582+08:00The things we do!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjR4edpu-O12zpX0tRf6OgmfbRGXTMWJn-o2fUb2psutAV2zZGGCJzh95KqjZYiYLOJ0p2Uuuly55Za_yw4QlzwKowQNXsXcKlQfDI9uLNujLA7ehfolM-2lG6Uq03lmPOAcV3Q14JMk7c_/s1600-h/6.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjR4edpu-O12zpX0tRf6OgmfbRGXTMWJn-o2fUb2psutAV2zZGGCJzh95KqjZYiYLOJ0p2Uuuly55Za_yw4QlzwKowQNXsXcKlQfDI9uLNujLA7ehfolM-2lG6Uq03lmPOAcV3Q14JMk7c_/s320/6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305135162563477298" /></a><br /><br /><br />The Darhan University asked us a few weeks ago if they could use the hall at CLTC for their Annual English Contest. The next request, could Cinda, Kirsten and I do the judging at this event. Not something I thought I will ever do, but living and working overseas make you do things you never thought would be possible. Here we are, really concentrating hard to look important.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com