In the News

The GOOD NEWS – as of last week we have internet at home! In 2012 fair use policies were put into place that limit upload/download quotas each month, so even though we technically have unlimited internet, when we reach our monthly limit our internet speed goes way down. Quite an adjustment from living in a Gig City.

There is no bad news :) We have started entertaining at home and have had a lovely time meeting other expats working here, and also inviting students from TÖMER over for lunch after class. Yesterday we had all the windows open and I’m hoping spring is really here. But last Sabbath we woke up to snow! I’m not going to put plants out on the patio yet.

The day after our internet was hooked up the power went out and did not come back on until late afternoon. We did not find out until later that most of the country was without power! In other news, Justo went to view something on YouTube last night and the website would not load. VPN to the rescue! Could Google be next? With my journalism background, it is really interesting to live in a place where free speech is not a given. And yet recently a different type of free speech was celebrated in a heartfelt ad in Istanbul. Take a look.

With internet at home I’ve been catching up on news stories. But somehow still just about missed Easter! Thanks to my friend Nikki and a humorous text conversation we had last Friday for reminding me it was Easter weekend. Living in a Muslim country, there was no sign of Easter anywhere. I wonder what else I’ll miss?

On a personal note, I was really irked by this NPR article yesterday. I’m not against the technology or the idea of improving a person’s ability to do everyday tasks. And what I would not give to have equally balanced muscles in my back and shoulders. I’d happily give up that pain! But the tone of the article seemed to go against the whole way I’ve lived my life. I too have moments of self consciousness, but never shame. I can’t relate. The article quotes a doctor saying “I can understand why … this young man would want to have two hands and look like everyone else and be whole,” There are times when I desire to look like everyone else but I take offense at being called un-whole. I don’t feel un-whole. The patient says “But I don’t think I would ever be as happy as I could be . . .” Again, I can’t relate to the point of view. This is not the case for me. While I believe that the sin of this world had a big part in forming my arm, I also live my life knowing that God’s will for my life is perfect and that the way I was born has positively shaped who I have become. It’s an interesting opportunity option for this young man but I would not want the surgery.

Last week there was a beggar in his 20s down on Esat street, just around the corner from our house, and his ploy was that he was missing his right arm below the elbow. And so he stood there with his right arm prominently on display, begging for money. Maybe no one ever told him he could do anything he put his mind too, or maybe he knows what his worth is but is shamelessly betting that passersby won’t see that worth. It’s all about perspective. There have been a lot of people in my life that have inaccurately measured my worth and my ability based on my arm. But my friends have always been people who I perceived as seeing me as whole and capable just the way I am. And that has meant the world to me.