Wednesday, September 25, 2013

Photos - two brothers, a night view, a shopping cart & a map

Two brothers we had for dinner & discipleship this week - E from Ghana & R from Paris/Cameroon.

Nighttime view from our balcony about 7pm.
The road going from bottom left to upper right is Fifth Ring Road.
My new shopping cart to pull groceries and chemistry books.

The World map in our 'foyer'. Notice any differences between this map and maps in the States?
中国 = Zhōngguó (Middle Country) = China

Saturday, September 21, 2013

Speak O Lord

One of the blessings of having a British piano player choose songs for our international body is that we sing wonderful hymns written by Keith & Kristyn Getty. Wonderful preparation for the Lord's Day.

Speak, O Lord, as we come to You,
To receive the food of Your Holy Word.
Take Your Truth, plant it deep in us;
Shape and fashion us in Your likeness;
That the light of Christ might be seen today
In our acts of love and our deeds of faith.
Speak, O Lord, and fulfill in us
All Your purposes for your glory.

Teach us, Lord, full obedience,
Holy reverence, true humility.
Test our thoughts and our attitudes
In the radiance of Your purity.
Cause our faith to rise, cause our eyes to see
Your majestic love and authority.
Words of power that can never fail;
Let their truth prevail over unbelief.

Speak, O Lord and renew our minds;
Help us grasp the heights of Your plans for us.
Truths unchanged from the dawn of time,
That will echo down through eternity.
And by grace we’ll stand on Your promises;
And by faith we’ll walk as You walk with us.
Speak, O Lord, till Your church is built,

And the earth is filled with Your glory.

Moon Festival = Family Time

A common scene as we walked through our apartment complex on the way to the park.



We enjoyed a nice walk around the northeast corner of the park for about an hour.

Day camping

The preferred mode of transportation for families. 


Badminton in the park - no net required

A delightful couple we met as we made our way toward home.

Thursday, September 19, 2013

21 + 1 + 3 (by Mark)

21: (Chinese: er shi yi) Today marks twenty one days for Cheryl and me and our new life in Beijing, the north capital of China. It is a national holiday through Saturday, so we have no language school on Friday. We have enjoyed our teachers, Liu Linyun and Tong Ting Ting for sure, but we’ll take a day off with gladness! We desire to treat Thursdays as a kind of Sabbath, as it is the only day with nothing scheduled. Monday, Wednesdays, and Fridays are language school days. Tuesdays are home school chemistry for Cheryl and small group and hour and fifteen minutes south of our apartment. Saturday is final prep day for the sermon and worship service, and Sunday is the best day of all! So that leaves Thursday as a day for rest, re-charging, reading, walking, praying, and meditating in a special way. We had plans today to walk to the Olympic Park just to the west of our apartment complex, but the AQI (Air Quality Index) is poor today. We may just stay inside.

1: (Chinese: yi) Yesterday we had a Chinese person initiate a conversation with us in English on the subway. That makes one in three weeks. We have initiated many with our fellow Beijing citizens in the last three weeks, but this is the first initiated by a Chinese. A young lady engaged us in a spirited conversation for about a minute before we came to our stop at Beiyuanlu Bei. We figured out that she has Canadian (i.e. Vancouver) cousins or brothers she had a chance to visit in the last couple of years. The cool thing was that we were able to use some of the first 24 hours of Mandarin lessons to speak more than just English to her. Hopefully we can initiate some conversations in the future in Mandarin. A bonus from yesterday: a lady named “Jun” came up to us just as were about to enter our apartment building. She lives in the unit next to us (i.e. 26A vs 26B). She was given our name and contact information by some nearby M’s with the charge to help us any way possible. “The steadfast love of the LORD never ceases…” (Lam. 3:23).

3: (Chinese: san) This morning we were surprised by the ring of our door bell. Our neighbors in 3301 came by with a gift of moon cakes, a traditional Chinese gift during this time of year. A smiling mother with a 15-month old girl handed us a box of moon cakes. The husband was in the background in the door to their apartment, maybe 25 feet away. We had seen them once before for a brief moment as we were coming out of the elevator and they were going in. We prevailed on them to come in and join us for some tea. The husband hurried into their apartment and delivered a beautiful tin of green tea. An hour and a half later they left. Let me tell you about them, as they are our first Chinese guests in our apartment.

The wife is Xu Di or Di Di, as she assured us it was okay to call her. Their little girl, born just one day before my June 21 birthday, is Xi Xi or Li Xi Mo (taking her father’s last name). The husband and father is Li He (pronounced Huh). Li He is originally from Dalian (east of Tianjin); Di Di is from Daqing in the far northeast of China (just northwest of the big city of Harbin). Li He described Daqing as the place where 50% of all of China’s oil is produced. Li He has been an associate professor for fourteen years in a university Fine Arts Department. In fact, our school is close to his. Li He had Di Di as one of his students in the past. From there a romance apparently began; they have been married three years now. Di Di is a stay-at-home mom with little Xi Xi, though we picked up on the fact that she may be a gifted sculptor like her accomplished husband. Li He showed us some of his work on his IPhone. His “mud” and bronze sculpture works were something to see. Amazing! I feel like we live next door to China’s Michelangelo… J.

Di Di and Li He could not have been more encouraging with our attempts to speak Mandarin. Like a true artist, she would beautifully write out the phrases in both pinyin and the simplified Chinese characters. I’ll take a picture of her writing and post it on this blog later. No doubt we will see them again. I offered to Di Di that we would keep Xi Xi any time so she could go shopping, run errands, see a friend, or even get a haircut. As their parents live a long distance from Beijing, Li He and Di Di do not receive the help that many young couples receive in the form of “grandparents.” We are so happy to have met them. When they left we said, “Women dou shi pengyou” – “We are all friends!”

Tuesday, September 17, 2013

Photos

Looking north - from the kitchen window



Looking east to the left - from our bedroom window
Looking east to the right - from our bedroom window. Photo taken in the late afternoon.


Bits & Pieces of Life in Beijing

During a phone conversation with Ellen one Thursday morning, a friend from GBC recently asked what one eats for breakfast in Beijing, so I thought I would share random bits of our life in Beijing. They are in no particular order or importance. Just random bits of life.

Apparently Beijingers eat oatmeal for breakfast.  The store shelves contain bags and bags of various kinds of oatmeal - any flavor, any cooking method. I found a few medium-size boxes of what looks like Multi-Grain Cheerios. I found a few bags of Muesli-type cereal. I am looking for some variety after several weeks of eating Muesli with yogurt and orange juice for breakfast.

Beijingers also grab breakfast on the run. Every subway station has some number of street vendors that sell breakfast food to passersby. In fact, Mark & I noticed a new vendor the other day on our way to school. Some of these vendors keep their ‘pods’ in their location permanently. They just close them and lock them up until the next morning.  Some of the ‘pods’ are just big enough for a couple to stand in and cook over their griddle. Many vendors seem to be husband-wife teams who cook together.  The place where we exit the subway on the way to school, we count at least four vendors, then more as we walk down the street and turn the corner.  We posted some of them on the blog named “Our Route to School.” The friend we go with often grabs his breakfast at specific vendors.  It was really neat to see the husband-wife team that seemed to know our friend and the cheerfulness they exchanged.

Speaking of food, I have observed that few items come in big sizes. Sam’s Club doesn’t exist here.  I guess since most people carry their groceries home, they can’t have large quantities. The items that do come in large sizes are cooking oil (I’ve never seen such large bottles of oil), rice, and flour (for noodles & dumplings).

After making several trips to the grocery stores and carrying my chemistry books in a backpack, I finally bought a shopping cart today. I didn’t care how much it cost; I was tired of carrying everything.

As for laundry, I can get about 10 items in the front-loading washer. I have to remember to open the window and stick the venting pipe near the window to exhaust the heat. Sometimes I forget to close the window. No danger of break-ins on the 33rd floor. J

Apartments are definitely made for shorter people. The washer & dryer are both front loading and the doors are about a foot off the ground. The top of the kitchen counters are 79cm from the floor, enough where even I lean over some.  But the cabinets, on the other hand, are so high I can only reach the bottom shelf.  Go figure.

Other things seem more efficient.  The piping for the bathroom sinks is corrugated plastic pipe (like a bendable straw). That makes it easy to pipe the sink – no elbow, p-traps, or clogs. What I didn’t realize until Mark mentioned it is that the p-trap also traps objectionable gases. Oh well, we can’t have everything. Also, the piping goes directly into a hole in the floor under the raised cabinet. Imagine my surprise when I was cleaning one day and discovered water on the floor. I had dislodged the pipe from the sink. No problem, just stick it back in the hole and squeegee the water into the floor drain.

Showers are efficient too. A 1” threshold sections off the shower from the rest of the bathroom (with a shower curtain). A floor drain in each shower area drains away water. Oh, but remember to take the drain out when showering. The drain blocks odors when it is in place but it also blocks water. So we have to remember to take the drain out or the shower overflows the threshold. It wouldn’t be a problem in the hall bath that has 2 drains. We could just squeegee the floor, but our master bath only has one drain.

Toilet tissue is efficient too. The first package we bought had very sturdy cardboard tubes. In fact, Mark took 3 of them and taped them together to make a pencil holder. The next package had no tubes; when we finished the roll, we had nothing to throw away. Very green.

What about utilities? We prepay all utilities. We checked them all when we first arrived. Everything seemed fine. Then last weekend Mark decided to check the electric account. Friends recommended not letting it get below 100 quai (yuan). By Friday night it was at 96. So first thing Saturday Mark went to the post office to put more on the account.  We didn’t want to run out of electricity. Unlike many people, we do run our a/c which takes a lot of electricity.

The air conditioning here runs by condensation. So we constantly have the sound of water running overhead. In fact in the laundry area, I think it drips some. Or does it only drip when I am in there doing laundry?

Some time ago Pastor Selph encouraged people who want to serve overseas to do two things first: 1) learn another language, 2) go camping.  I often think of these things as I cook. I have two gas burners in the kitchen and a 9x13 toaster oven.  The only time I have cooked on gas burners was when we went camping. (We also cooked over a fire, but thankfully I don’t have to do that here.) It has been a bit of a challenge to learn how to start the burners for one thing.  Both Mark & I could not get them to stay lit for the first several days. I think now we have the rhythm. Also learning how much heat to use. Oh, and how to cook with only two burners. So we cook in stages. Rice on one. Vegetables in the wok on the other. Finish the vegetables. Set them aside. Use the wok for the meat. And hope nothing gets cold in the meantime.  We are still learning the sequence and how to work together with less than 1.5 meters of usable counter space. I am very thankful for our kitchen. It is very generous compared to many that we know. Some of our friends have to prep at the kitchen table then bring it into the kitchen to cook it.

We are getting used to taking off our shoes immediately when we walk in the door. My best purchase for this year was my new Dearfoam slippers (besides the shopping cart). The best ever! My white sneakers need a good wash. After observing Chinese culture on the streets, I am thankful we take off our shoes.

I am sure I have omitted some bits of our life, but it’s time to study.

Enjoy life ~ Cheryl


Friday, September 13, 2013

Best 14 yuan/Disconnected (Mark)

Just spent the best 14 yuan ever: we took a taxi for 14 yuan (or kuai or RMB) from Lotus (a mid-size grocery/Wal-Mart store) for the 1 1/2 miles from the store to our apartment. We had around $ 110.00 worth of groceries, including a new phone and backpack. The 14 yuan is approx. $ 2.33, so it is a geat value.

We are disconnected. For some reason our bellsouth email (mchatfield6@bellsouth.net) is not working, so bear patiently if we do not respond to your emails for the next day or so...

Thursday, September 12, 2013

Four Encounters of a Close Kind (Mark)

The last two days have provided another reminder of the joy of meeting people in Beijing, the variety of people, and the opportunities this city brings to impact lives.

Yesterday Cheryl and I were returning from her weekly Bible study on prayer. As we were waiting for the subway, I noticed a young woman all by herself. Like so many she was looking at her IPhone. I asked, “Do you speak English?” Our limited conversation moved to the subway after we boarded. I learned that her name was “S”, she was from Moldova, and she was in Beijing for several months for work. I gave her our email and home phone number, and prayed she might contact us. Today we received an email from “S”. She acknowledged that maybe we could address her pursuit of purpose in this life. I responded to her email and invited her to our apartment any time for coffee, tea, or meal. She responded back with this email message: “I would be delighted to see you to discuss about God and other topics when you are free for an appointment.” Please pray for “S.” Our appointment book is quite open... :)

Today I had to travel back to our school (Dian Da) to travel with 7 or 8 other schoolmates to have a physical examination (of sorts) as we are attempting to secure 6 month + visas for Cheryl and me. This is essentially a $ 70.00 tax/person as part of China’s immigration policy. When I got to the school, I sat with two African men who were also evidently waiting to go on the same trip to the clinic. I had seen these two men in the last two weeks at Dian Da, but had never conversed with them. R and J, I discovered, are from Equatorial Africa and only really speak French. We had a form to fill out; R asked me to help him with it, as it was to be filled out in English. Voila! (spelling?) I made two new friends! I tried to get the phone number of a fellow from church who speaks French (from Paris via Cameroon), but Cheryl did not have in our contacts. We checked “no” to every disease on the form, as we really had no other option. Hopefully I will get to know R and J more in days ahead.

Today at the clinic I noticed a young couple that seemed very much engaged with the whole process as they waited in line to register. I wasn’t sure if they were married. Eventually my curiosity overcame me: “Do you speak English?” and then “Where are you from?” They spoke very good English, which only accelerated our conversation. Quickly I discovered V and V are from the Ukraine.  I told them how last October (shi yue’) I spent a month in Vladisvostok. I tried out my best “hello” in Russian which I had practiced hundreds of times; they both smiled very broadly. I told them why I was in Beijing with my wife. They were very curious; I gave them my phone number and email address. I am hopeful we will hear from them.

Today in the clinic after our examinations were done, I sat with a middle-aged married couple and their son in the clinic while we were waiting for others to be done. I thought the family was Chinese, but they seemed a little different. Aha! I struck up a great conversation with them and discovered that M, R, and their only son K (age 24) were from Japan. All I could figure was that it was south of Tokyo and near Nagasaki (?). I have not studied the geography of Japan, so I cannot verify for the moment. They had arrived in Beijing August 28, the same day as Cheryl and me. They study Chinese five days per week, and have already made progress. They live on campus, and have traded their home in Japan for a small university apartment. It seems like they are here for 6 months or so. We discussed how our families miss us, our children, and Skype. I told them plainly that I was the pastor of an international church. The son, K, appears to have a plan to pursue translation (interpretation) as his life’s work. We traded his phone number (I made sure it was a Chinese cell phone) for my phone number and email address. Pray for this family…we should see them at Dian Da quite frequently.

A great day for a nap

AQI=215 7:00am
This is the view we woke up to this morning. We plan to keep Thursdays as our 'day off' to catch up or have some fun.  Oh well - it's a great day for a nap.

New Friends

A family from the Philippines

A fellow student from the UK

Monday, September 9, 2013

Our Route to School

Follow us as we walk, ride, & walk to school, 
three mornings a week, beginning at 6:50am.

The view from the window of our elevator lobby

Outside our building door







The sidewalk inside our complex


Just about to exit the locked gate of our complex.





At one of our intersection crossings


One of our landmarks to remember which direction to turn

Notice how the red car is parked. It did receive a ticket, by the way.




Entering the subway station

Not a very busy time on the subway. The first subway train we ride.


Changing subway lines

The second subway train we ride




Typical scene - everyone looks down at his iPhone and no one talks



Exiting the subway

















Crossing the parking lot to the school