Mornings on the radio/my life

It has been a fun couple of days. As many of you know, I am no longer involved in live radio. What does that mean? For, non-broadcasters, that simply means most of the programming we produce at Mission Network News is recorded. While it makes for good radio, you don’t have the same feel that you have when you’re doing something live. You also don’t have the same response from your listeners.

This week I was able to do live radio again. Thanks to my friend Jack Haveman at WGNB, Moody Radio. I’m filling in for Jack’s co-host Scott Curtis. It’s fun. It’s always a great time to try and put a good radio show together. Although, this week we haven’t been doing any interaction with telephone calls. I do enjoy that interaction. But, that’s just made it more challenging to make the show compelling.

This week has been a challenge for me, physically, however. I am dealing with pains and things that aren’t normal. I will be going to the doctor Friday to see if we can figure out what’s going on. It’s actually quite scary. I’ve had several friends that are dealing with cancer and I fear that.

Now please, don’t go out telling everyone, ‘Greg’s got cancer’ because it’s probably nothing. I’m 42 years old and I’m sure I’m feeling more pains because of that. But, it also makes me start thinking about my life and how I’ve lived my life.

I figure I’ve lived half my life already. The question is, how have I lived it? Have I lived it totally serving Christ? Have I loved and lived for serving others during my life? Has the sin in my life kept me from serving Him as effectively as I could have? What if God decides to plague me with something that will shake me to the core of my being? How will I react?

I don’t have good answers to all those questions. I haven’t ‘totally’ served Christ. I’ve been selfish many times. I haven’t shown love when I should have — especially to my wife and family. I fear being sick. I fear the pain that goes along with it. I fear my family being alone. But, at the same time I know going through something like that would take me to a new level in my spiritual walk with Christ.

When I experienced the problems I did in November with dizziness and numbness, I feared I was sick then. I still have those moments, but I just view it as God’s way of keeping me close to Him.

So, how am I praying? For the first time in my life (well, maybe not the first time) I’m not sure how to pray. Any suggestions?

Weekend number 31

I was so looking forward to this weekend. This was the first weekend in a long time that I didn’t have to be somewhere or do something. That is, until I got home Friday night. That’s when I was reminded that I am an assistant coach for my daughter’s soccer team.

For those of you who know me, that statement is quite funny. I am NOT a soccer fan. However, my daughter is. She loves the game. Since she does — I do — now. She’s moving up to the U-10 division of AYSO Soccer this fall. Since I was an assistant last year in U-8, I decided I could help again this year.

What does this have to do with anything?  Well, Saturday was the day for coaches orientation. A full morning of getting ‘certified’ to be a coach. Actually, that’s certifiable.  🙂 We actually had to participate in some of the drills — or as they called them — exercises. I spent five hours in the sun kicking a soccer ball around. Yes, I got sun burned. Head is as red as a beat. It hurts.

After that I came home and mowed the lawn, which I enjoy, actually.

Following that — a shower and a trip to Moca and Music to listen to a friend, Matt Elmore sing. It was a great day, actually. Except, I’m experiencing strange pains that can’t be explained. I’ve been to the doctor and he has no explanation. I’ve had a physical, blood work, have been to a specialist — still no answers. I’m having a procedure done September 15 to find out if my ‘plumbing’ is okay, but I have no symptoms of any issues there.

Pray for me. Perhaps it’s all related to the problems I had back in November, which really didn’t get figured out.

Summer has been a challenge

It’s been a while since I’ve written anything, so I thought I would jot a few things down — randomly.

There has been much sickness surrounding me lately. At least it feels that way. I have a dear friend fighting for his life with cancer. Another couple of friends who are also battling cancer and winning. For the first time in my life I’m not feeling very healthy. I had those ‘shock’ things in November. I believe they were stress related. I’ve developed blood clots in my right leg three times this winter. Fortunately, they were nothing serious. And, following a physical, the doctor told me to get another procedure done that shocked me. What does it all mean? I suppose it means I’m getting older. And, I suppose God is trying to remind me who’s in control and who’s working out the plans. NOTHING IS IN MY HANDS.

Our family cottage in Oscoda, MI

Our family cottage in Oscoda, MI

A few weeks ago we spent family vacation at our family cottage in Oscoda, MI — right on Lake Huron. It was great fun. Except, it was eye opening, too. All of our kids were there, except Sarah. Even the grand kids (yes, I have two). But, when you see your kids as adults you begin to wonder things. Right now I’m wondering why they didn’t follow in my footsteps to honor and love God. It’s a very difficult thing for me to think about. Then I remember, I’M NOT IN CONTROL. Also, I don’t always honor God. Many times I let Him down. Despite knowing that, I’m saddened that none of them show much love for Christ anymore.

We got a new puppy!  Yes, I caved to the pressure. We have a

Our new puppy 'Blu' sleeping in my lap at the cottage.

Our new puppy 'Blu' sleeping in my lap at the cottage.

collie and his name is Blu. He’s a blue merle (type of collie).  He’s quite the character. He’s a faker. He’s a pleaser. He loves to chew on sticks. He enjoys chasing leaves. And, it a great tempered little dog.

Last weekend we traveled to Chicago to visit some dear friends. Sergey, Tonya, and Geni Rakhuba. Tonya is having a baby (surprise!!) at 45 years old. Geni (I think) is 20. So, there will be quite the gap between kids. We went to Chicago for Tonya’s baby shower (I didn’t go — Ann did). Sergey and I just ‘hung out’. He let me ride his motorcycle. Now I have the bug. I would really love to get one. I figure I would save about $246 a month is I drove a motorcycle to work every day. That’s quite the savings.

I miss my church family. We’ve been traveling so much this summer that we haven’t been around to attend church. We have a great church body. I don’t know what we’d do without them. I’m looking forward to hearing God’s Word this weekend in my own church.

That’s it for now. I’ll try not have so much time inbetween posts.

It’s getting harder to live

I can not believe how difficult it is to save money these days. Like many families around the country, we decided to refinance our house a few years ago to take advantage of the lower interest rates. We also figured we’d reduce the number of years we would pay from 30 to 15. We figured it would be tight, but it was good stewardship. We had no idea that gas prices would quadruple in three years.

I wouldn’t say we live paycheck to paycheck, but it’s close. My wife and I put money away for retirement every pay. We have a little bit of a savings account just in a case the car needs repair, or the washer breaks.  But the increasing gas prices are REALLY starting to hurt.

Usually, I have to fill up my gas tank twice a week. That’s $68 a tank. It used to cost $34. I’m finding that I rarely have cash in my wallet, I hardly ever spend money on a pack of gum or other things, because I know that I just don’t have ‘extra’ money floating around — especially when you think gas prices could go as high as $10 a gallon if something interrupts the flow of oil or gas production.  It’s scary.

Since I live 19 miles away from work, I can’t walk. I can’t even really ride my bike. I’ve been looking into buying a motorcycle, but with all the accidents I’m not sure I really want to do that. Plus, motorcycles are actually going up in price because everyone wants one because of the gas prices.

This summer we planned to go up to our family’s cottage on Lake Huron (a four hour drive). Now, we many not do that. We may just stay around home and set up that camper at a nearby campground rather than spend $130 to travel there.

It sad, really. To think that the environmental ‘wackos’ have put the world and especially the United States in such a position to not be able to provide for our energy needs. If we could only start drilling in Alaska, the Atlantic, the Gulf of Mexico, Colorado and other places we’d be able to reduce our dependence on foreign oil. Also, why haven’t we built a refinery in 50 years (or however long its been)?  Why is it that we allow these ‘big mouths’ to run our nation.

We as informed Americans need to do something about this NOW — before it’s too late.

As I write this, I also understand that it doesn’t appear the United States is mention in the prophecies in  Revelation. Perhaps we’re closer to the ‘end times’ than we realize.  Perhaps this is why the U-S isn’t mentioned in the end — because we’ve sold ourselves out to foreign oil, environmental nut-jobs and turned a blind eye to immorality. I guess it’s writing on the wall.

“Lord, come quickly!”

Earthquake in Michigan?

Wow, it’s hard to believe it’s been a couple of months since I’ve posted anything on this blog. It’s not like nothing has been going on. It’s been very busy. But, today something TOTALLY unexpected happened.

You expect this kind of thing in California, but not in Michigan. My wife had just gotten up. I have a cold, so I rolled over to go back to sleep. I managed to that, but I was awoken by this strange shaking. My bed was shaking, the furniture in our bedroom was shaking, I thought, “what is she (my wife) doing to shake the whole room?” It stopped for a second, and then started again. Then I thought, “Hmmmm, I’m shaking too. Maybe I’m having a seizure?” Then I thought, wow, that’s some truck driving by. But, there wasn’t any truck. Than I thought, “maybe it’s an earthquake.”

Guess what? It was. I turned on the tv — to my surprise the anchor said, “If you felt something strange just moments ago, you’re not alone — we believe we experienced a small tremor or earthquake.”

Aha, I was right. That was the big news of the day. The epicenter was located in southern Illinois and was a 5.2 magnitude quake, so it wasn’t anything serious, but for people in the midwest — that’s serious.

When i got to work, Ruth Kramer didn’t feel it, but Laura Carlson did. She had a similar experience. She said, “It was either the rapture or an earthquake.” But, her roommate didn’t feel it, so she was wondering if it really happened.

Well it did. So, this will be something I’ll remember for a long time.

Day two over — three to go at WGNB

Wow. It’s been fun. I didn’t think I’d be able to pick things up so quickly. But, I’ve been able to learn the board and have been able to keep people informed and challenged all at the same time.

I’ve been filling in on the morning show at WGNB in West Michigan. I haven’t hosted a morning program in a long time. But, hosting a morning broadcast is what got me interested in Christian radio as a profession. I hosted my first morning program on 88.9 WGNR in Grand Rapids when I was in school.

Moody radio has an interesting mix of music and talk. In my opinion, it’s a little too talk heavy, so it limits the amount of ‘connecting time’ with the listening. Just about the time you  get a good music mix — you’re breaking it up with another short-feature.  I’m guessing they’re playing maybe 9 or 10 songs an hour.

However, I do enjoy the fact that Moody doesn’t play EVERY popular song out there. They’re more interested in ministering to people rather than playing the latest song the record companies want a radio station to play. There’s nothing wrong with playing new music, but there’s also nothing wrong with playing music that’s three our four years old, either.

Tomorrow I’m going to attempt to bring the listener in with telephone calls. I haven’t tried their phone equipment, so it could be a bit of a challenge the first couple of calls. We’ll see what happens.  If you’re interested, tune in at wgnb.fm from 6am to 8:30am.

Morning show on WGNB

Today is Sunday and I’m sitting at home wishing I could be a church. I love our worship services and Bible study hour class. However, because of the snow and blizzard like conditions, church was canceled. So, I’m actually getting ready for tomorrow morning.

I get to do a morning show on a local radio station. I will be filling in at 89.3 WGNB in the West Michigan area for the week. While I’m not going to be able do everything I want to do on a morning show, I’ll get to do what got me into radio to begin with — hosting a radio show.

I’ve been doing show prep and getting ready to have fun. I’m not saying I’m not having fun at Mission Network News — I am. But, this is where I started. Hosting a radio shift and I’m really excited about it. It’s been a LONG time since I’ve hosted a live air shift.

Hopefully, I won’t run into any major problems with technology. That’s the ONLY thing I’m concerned about.

Snowmobile Through the Tundra (day two) – January 8, 2008

Tundra and reindeer in backgroundWe got up to a beautiful sunrise at about 10:30am. There wasn’t a cloud in the sky. No wind. But, the temperature was -35. It felt much cold than the previous day. We awoke to more reindeer meat, more tea and more bread. Many of us had to use the bathroom, but there are no bathrooms in the tundra. So, we just used the outside. We had to be careful because the reindeer CRAVE salt. Guess what’s in urine. We had to strategically walk away from the herd and not look like we were doing our ‘business,’ otherwise they would RUN to you.

Typical food in the tee pee.We got ready to hand out the Christmas gift boxes at around noon to the few children who were in this camp of three teepees. Then, we had church. One of the men in our group, Boris, preached a wonderful message, then we sang songs, ate again and prepared to head back to Beliarsk. This is the typical food you’d receive in the tee pee — raw reindeer meat, bread, crackers, and tee.

Women cooking for us, my Dad in background.In tee pee living, the woman is the queen of the tee pee. She rules. She sets up the tee pee, keeps the fire going, cooks, takes care of the children, etc. Men are only guests in the tee pee. Their job is to care for the reindeer heard. This particular family owns 500 reindeer. They can sell it for $5.00 per pound, or $10 per pound in the city. The reindeer feed off the tundra, so when all the feed is consumed, they move somewhere else. It takes nearly a day to strike camp, move and set up camp again.

Woman fixing dinner, my dad is background.The ride back to Beliarsk was only 3 hours, this time, but still grueling. Each person on our team is sore and exhausted, but truly thankful for the opportunity to explore the world and have a small impact on someone’s life. We arrived back in Beliarsk at around 8:00pm, got warm, ate dinner, had some good fellowship, and traveled two hours back through the winter road to Salehard. It was a great adventure. Now all we have left is sightseeing in Salehard, travel back to Moscow for a little more sightseeing and then home on Saturday.

Russian Christmas in Salehard, Russia – January 7, 2008

Arctic Circle Monument in Salehard, RussiaWe flew from Moscow to Salehard on January 6. We stopped by this monument, which identifies Salehard as the only city centered on the Arctic Circle. It wasn’t as cold as it was when I was here four years ago. The temp was around 10 above — very unusual for this part of the world. But, that quickly changed. Salehard is a city of about 30,000. It’s separated by the Ob River. In the winter, the river serves as a bridge to the city of Lobitnangi, a city of about 20,000. Salehard was home to thousands of political prisoners during the days of the Soviet Union. Many Christians died in labor camps here.

Pavel Tokarchuk, preaching Christmas day.Christmas Day in Russia (January 7) was a great day. We spent most of it in church and serving others. We started off at the Baptist Church in Labitnangi, just above the Arctic Circle. We heard from four speakers including Paul Tokarchuk, Moscow Regional Director of Russian Ministries. We also heard from Pastor Sergey, who was commissioned when I was here in 2004. The mood was that of worship. It was a blessing to celebrate Christ’s birth twice this year.

Kids recite Christmas poems at church Christmas celebration.Part of our celebration was the annual Christmas program. I don’t think it matters where you all in the world, when you get microphones and kids together you have funny moments — moments that memories are made from. The program contained a little drama, little ones reciting poems, singing and the annual kids Christmas gift. This year the kids made out pretty well. It was a bag full of candy and treats.

The team from Good News Church in Salehard.Following the Christmas celebration at church, we accompanied Pastor Anatoli Merechev to two orphanages to hand out Christmas gifts. It was part of Russian Ministries’ Greatest Gift Exchange – Project Hope initiative. Russian Ministries provided the boxes and Bibles, the local churches provided the candy, toys and other goodies. The presents were handed out to orphans and poor children to allow the local church to share the Gospel. Without the gifts, the evangelical church isn’t allowed in the orphanages.

Good News Church in Salehard, Russia.From there, we traveled to Pastor Anatoli’s church, Good News Church, which is almost completed for good Christian fellowship. Believers from both churches gathered together to celebrate the birth of Christ. They had good food and many people sang, shared a poem, or just enjoyed their time together as a family of believers centered around the one Christ. This serves as both a church and training center for Next Generation church leaders in the Yamal region of Russia, particularly the Arctic north.

Christmas Day at the Yoder’s

Another Christmas has come to a close. This was my 42 Christmas. This year was stoically different this year. The Yoder clan now only has two kids under eight. I no longer have any grandparents. My Mom and Dad are looking older. And now, my sisters and I are looking old.

This year it was a quick trip over to Davison, MI where my folks still live. In fact, they still live in the house I was born in — can you believe it? It was a little strange. Only half of my kids were there. Half of my younger sister’s kids were there. All of my older sister’s kids were there. But, everyone was think about those missing — Grandma and Grandpa Yoder. It was always a joy to see them.

My grandparents have always been my example. They were so forgiving, generous, loving, kind and so amusing. They loved to laugh and kid. They were a couple who demonstrated oneness. They were a wonderful couple. We all missed them this year — even though it wasn’t the first Christmas without them, but the most evident.

My daughter and of sister’s son got sick — we both left earlier than we wanted. There’s something to be said about being together as family — it just seems right and fun and relaxing. I wish we could do it more often.

It was a difficult day for my youngest daughter. She struggles with family events. We adopted her from Russia 5 years ago this week. She struggles with all kinds of emotions during these times. Because she was 3 1/2 she knows that five years ago her world was ‘rocked.’ We ripped her away from everything she knew (language, culture, friends) and brought her to a place unfamiliar. She doesn’t verbalize that to us, but her behavior is very difficult, but typical for children adopted at an older age. Pray for us and pray for her. She’s really struggling and so are we.

Well, all in all a good day — but a sobering day. A day I’m still very thankful. I wish I could understand how a God so Holy could send His best to die for someone so unworthy. I continue to be amazed at His Grace that He willingly gave to me. Initially, I didn’t ask for it. He moved to choose Him. That’s pretty amazing stuff.