The Final Hours of Brother Justus

Alan Wali

To Archbishop James/Charles Dalton
14th December 2006

REPORT ON LATE BR. JUSTUS VAN HOUTEN’S DEATH

INTRODUCTION

The report here is to present the fact report on the instant death of late Brother Justus. I first knew late Brother Justus in 2004 when we were together, when he was a lecturer and I as a student at Newton Theological College. This report will present the life story of the pleasant trip to my own Parish (Koinambe).
The story begins at the departure from Popondetta and ends at his instant death at my village (Kompiai). Everything said in this report is the facts and what I as a very close witness and a student and a good beloved friend of late Brother Justus.

DEPARTURE AT POPONDETTA (NEWTON COLLEGE)

Our actual day of leaving or left Newton College for visiting my Diocese and particularly my Parish (Koinambe) was on Wednesday 6th December. He had just arrived from Port Moresby a day before we began our trip. After leaving Newton College I found out that he had hard cough and a sore throat.
He actually mentioned to me that he had hard cough and a sore throat after his recent trips from New Zealand and coming to and from Port Moresby for the College Council Meeting.
However, we left Popondetta on the 6th December for Mt. Hagen. We had to fly from Girna to Port Moresby, changed the flight and we caught another flight to Mt. Hagen. We stayed two nights and a day in Hagen. The cough and sore throat in him doesn’t change. During our staying in Hagen we were given The Mepang Missionary home to overnight there two nights.
While we were in Hagen on Thursday I showed him the city in actually taking a walk, just around the central part of the city or township only for sight viewing, because this is his first time to the Province (WHP) and the Highlands.

MT. HAGEN TO KOINAMBE PARISH

On the 8th December, we flew by MAF to Koinambe, where we met The Parish Priest (Fr. Nicholas Kaam), all the church leaders and the Christians fully dressed in customs and welcomed us from the airstrip to the Parish Hall for refreshment and rest.
There were lots of greetings and joy with tears from the Christians in receiving us. We rested the whole day after arrival on Friday at the Parish. We stayed with the Parish priest for three days, which were: Friday, Saturday and Sunday.
On Saturday I took him around the station for sight viewing and visited the school, Parish itself and the health Centre. One thing we did while at Koinambe for this three days was visiting and praying for the patient at the Health Centre. That reminds me of how Br. Justus love to serve and care for the soul of others in the ministry he was called to serve.
On Sunday 10th December we had a very spectacular service. Late Br. Justus was told to take the Gospel reading and preached. In his preaching all done in Pidgin, I can remember and recall one thing he mention in Pidgin that “Yumi Mas Redi Long Kambek Bilong Jesus Long Laip Bilong Yumi “ This phrase in his preaching in Pidgin meant that we must be prepare and ready for the Lord coming in our lives today.
Anyway we ended the Sunday service with speeches, ‘bungka’ and presentation of items. Then we stayed overnight the last night at the Parish St. Johns the Baptist Parish at Koinambe.


KOINAMBE TO KOMPIAI AND MENGIK

On Monday 11th December we had to take our walk from Parish to Kompiai which is another out station. We started the journey at 7.30 am and reached to the village at 4.00 pm in the afternoon. Christians and the leaders both the church and the community welcomed us with refreshment and rest. After our arrival at Kompiai I found out about his cough and sore throat that it got worse.
On Tuesday morning I told him that we should stop at Kompiai and not to go further to Mengik, but he insisted and mentioned that we should finish the trip. So, we went over to Mengik on the 12th December started the journey at 7.30 am but it took us a while or a day before reaching the village. At Mengik he cannot say or do anything because he was very tired and very weak after the walk, not only that was the cause but also the hard cough and sore throat. And eventually he was having a complication of breathing and the symptom of the case grew worse and in the same night he had diarrhea. I have to nurse him all night with the help from community up until Wednesday morning.
In the early hours on Wednesday I told the Christians to make a stretcher so we will carry him to the near Health Centre, which is at Koinambe. So we carry him on the local made stretcher left at Mengik at 9.00 am and carry him all the way and just reaching Kompiai my own family village Late Brother Justus had passed away at 1.00 pm in front of my Christian community and me his own student and his brother.
I would like to recall the last words from Late Br. Justus Van Houten “ Adam my brother, this is the end of my ministry in Christ. Our visiting here at your Parish is not a waste, but we fulfill the ministry that we are called to do in Jesus, Thank you “
Then as I have said he took the last breath and end of his life at 1.00 pm at Kompiai, my own village.


After his death or he has passed away the Christians continually carry the body all the way down to Koinambe for chopper lift to Mt. Hagen. The information about his death gone through the VHF Radio to be air broadcast to the Anglican Church of Papua New Guinea. We carry the body down to Koinambe and it took us one and half hour, and we finally put the body on the chopper lift. We arrived in Mt. Hagen at 5.00 pm and took the body straight to the morgue with the help from Diocesan Staff here at Mt. Hagen.
Now to be honest in my report about the instant death of Late Brother Justus SSF is from the hard cough and the sore throat and as a result of those that final night at Mengik the problem grew bigger and also that night he had diarrhea. His death was end with very high breathing symptoms, meaning that he had pneumonia or what we call sort win in Pidgin.

Written by
Student – Adam Wali
Close witness
, Adam Wali

Come, O Come, Emmmanuel

Tommy Dillon

A Devotional

This Advent thing is so strange. We await the birth of the one who came to bring us peace, but we can’t stop to breathe because we’re rushing around like lunatics buying stuff, preparing family dinners, and stressing out in general. If this supposed to be a sacred time, what’s with all the commercialism and the stress? Where did this conflicting behavior about this season come from? I have a theory.

In 354 A.D. the Church set December 25th as the birth date of Jesus, intending to Christianize the Roman date of the Winter Solstice. Solstice literally means standing-still-sun, and it is the day of the year when the night is longest and the day shortest. December 25th was also the date of the supposed virgin birth of Mithras, the ancient Zoroastrian god of light popular with Roman soldiers.

Solstice celebrations are historically attested back as far as 4,000 B.C. in most cultures, especially those where winter is harsh. They have common elements of feasting, gift-giving, celebration, bonfires, candles, evergreens…and anticipation. Further, the ancients carried a deep-seated anxiety that spring would not come, and to assuage this apprehension, they developed rituals to please the gods they believed controlled such matters. Later, Christian leaders endeavored to attract pagans to the faith by adding Christian meaning to these existing festivals.

What does all of this have to do with us at Advent in 2006? My theory is that the overlaying of a Christian tradition onto millennia of pagan ritual has contributed to a clash of the sacred and the secular that we may never overcome. Further, since this odd anxiety is so deeply rooted in the human psyche, there is no escaping this primal angst as our nights grow longer.

The Good News is that we as Christians recognize the symbolism of who this waiting is for. We anticipate the birth of the one who came to deliver the world from its separation from God. We call it Advent, and so, in whatever emotional state we find ourselves, we joyfully wait.

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The Funnest Event of the Season

Nancy Sabin-Hinds

THE DANCE-ALONG NUTCRACKER

Some St. Aidan's members will be attending the Sunday, December 10th
3:00 performance of the Dance-Along Nutcracker, performed by the San
Francisco Lesbian/Gay Freedom Band at the Yerba Buena Center for the
Arts (YBCA). This is a REALLY fun holiday event where every other piece
is a Nutcracker song to which the whole audience is invited dance along.
Some folks sit it out and watch, while others, all ages, dance, prance
and twirl their hearts out, wearing any version of a tutu or tiara that
they can find! Anyone interested in going, please go to the website at
http://www.sflgfb.org/dancealong.html and purchase tickets. Let Nancy
Sabin Hinds nancy_hinds@sbcglobal.net know that you are attending, and we will either arrange to meet there, or possibly carpool (maybe grab lunch together before going?)

While you are at the sflgfb website, look at the videos of past
performances. The 2004 one shows Michaela Hinds at age 3 in a black
tutu, being dragged around Nancy's feet, right after the baton twirler,
at ~1:35 into the clip. And the article under the section titled "The
Show," refers to "the woman in Nutcracker drag who led the full audience
in the march of the soldiers..." That was Nancy Sabin in 1997 (tights
stuffed with a sock in the crotch, nutcracker jacket that has since been
worn by David Franquist a few times as circus ringleader, fake mustache
and nutcracker hat, and a spatula in place of the usual sword.)

This is possibly the most fun holiday event, if not the silliest.

Love, Nancy