A Change of Plans
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| Marcia on a balcony of Naw Bae's house where we moved in September of 1984 |
The Mission policy of the day was that we were in Thailand
at the request of the Thailand Karen Baptist Church and that our work was under
their direction. Of course, we and the Mission had some say in the matter, but
we were happy to work under the Karen church. After all, they knew a lot more
about what they wanted and needed than we did.
So soon after we moved to Chiang Mai, conversations began
with the Karen church about just where they really wanted us to
live and base our work. Having no kids at the time to be concerned about where
they might go to school, we were pretty flexible. Additionally, all of Thailand
was new to us so we had no strong preference of where we wanted to live. If the
Karen church leadership wanted us to move, we’d be glad to move.
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| In our living/dining room on the ground floor posing with a Christmas "care package" just received from Jefferson, Ohio |
repeated refrain we heard throughout our years in Thailand). Related to this, was that in the past there had been missionaries located in the Mue Se Kee area as well as in the town of Mae Sariang. Those missionaries had left and weren’t replaced so it would be good to keep the mission connection alive in one of those places. Besides, both Mue Se Kee and Mae Sariang had large Karen communities and being located there would likely enhance our Karen language study. An additional advantage would be that the Irrigation Project aimed to reach villages all over Northwest Thailand so a missionary located in either Mue Se Kee or Mae Sariang could more effectively reach out to some of the outlying villages.
I’m not sure what influenced the final decision. Perhaps it
was felt that Mue Se Kee could be reached by Johann Facchini and Rupert Nelson
who were based in Chiang Mai. Further, the Mue Se Kee accent maybe wasn’t as
widespread as the Mae Sariang accent in the Karen language and might influence
our Karen study. Plus, Mae Sariang, being close to the Burma border, had
several English speaking Karen that might be good teachers. The Mae Sariang
Christian Hospital was located in Mae Sariang which was staffed with missionary
doctors and nurses as well, so we’d have a missionary community to join and
even a mission built house we could live in (though that wouldn’t happen until
a future term). Whatever the determining factors were, it was finally decided
we would be moving to Mae Sariang.
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| Marcia and Ratana on our back porch that served as our laundry area. |
In a previous post, I wrote about a logging truck that lost
it’s load of large logs on a curve that killed several people including some
prominent Karen church leaders. One of the church leaders killed lived in Mae
Sariang and one of his daughters was building a new house on their family
compound with funds from the settlement the family received. The daughter, Naw
Bae, was interested in renting the house to us. I don’t recall a lot of other
options but this was a nice, new house ideal for us so we agreed to rent it
from her. The only problem was that it wasn’t finished yet so it delayed our
move a little.
Still, by late August of 1984 we’d sold off stuff we’d
gotten to live in Chiang Mai and bought other stuff based on the new place in
Mae Sariang. We trucked a few things there on our own then finally hired a
truck to make the main move. On Saturday, September 1, 1984 the truck arrived
(about 5 hours later than expected), and with the help of some local Karen we
got everything unloaded. That night was the first in our new home and in less
than two years, already our fourth move. Such was our orientation to missionary
life!





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