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Hendy Matahelemual

Like Ruth, Immigrants Know Risk — & the Value of Sharing Burdens

July 13, 2023 by Cindy Angela

I have been reflecting on what it means to be a first-generation immigrant. The biblical story of Ruth resonates deeply with me. 

Before accompanying Naomi to a foreign land, Ruth expressed her profound commitment by saying, “Where you go, I will go; where you stay, I will stay” (Ruth 1:16, NIV).  

As an immigrant, choosing where to go involves an element of faith, as the future unfolds with unknown possibilities. 

Ruth’s commitment didn’t end there. She continued: “Where you die, I will die — there I will be buried. May the Lord deal with me, be it ever so severely, if even death separates you and me” (Ruth 1:17, NIV). Rejecting the easier option of returning to her own people, Ruth prioritized the relationship with her mother-in-law, Naomi. 

Ruth, a Moabite, willingly left behind her family and homeland to venture into a foreign land, where she would reside among unfamiliar people. She knew the risks. 

One risk, for Ruth and for immigrants today, is being made to feel unwelcome. “Go back where you came from” — whether spoken or unspoken — is a common challenge. If someone were to heckle me and demand I go back to my country, my response would be, “I am not a tourist. I am an immigrant, and I intend to stay.” 

Photo by Christopher Campbell on Unsplash

For some immigrants, returning to their home country is not an option. They may have fled persecution or violence or severe economic hardship.   

When immigrants arrive in a new country, they often isolate themselves, avoiding the settled population’s rejection. This was not the case with Ruth and Boaz. They worshiped a God who breaks barriers and reconciles people, turning foes into friends. 

Photo by Tim Mossholder on Unsplash

Serving in an immigrant community in Philadelphia, it is crucial for me to journey alongside individuals and families, helping them settle in and preparing them for the tribulations that lie ahead. 

Many immigrants have a hard time finding a place to stay. Property owners typically demand background checks, credit scores and proof of income, which new immigrants often lack.  

To resolve this predicament, Mennonite churches and families in Philadelphia step in by offering temporary housing. They provide rent-free accommodations until the individuals or families can secure a more permanent residence. 

Building friendships and alliances, sharing burdens across cultures and generations, are of utmost importance. We should not hesitate to ask for help and extend assistance to others.  

“Bear one another’s burdens, and in this way you will fulfill the law of Christ” (Galatians 6:2). The burden of tests and tribulations is lightened when we face them collectively.  

Ruth relied on the generosity of others. As a first-generation immigrant, she did not own any land, so she collected food from leftovers. Her story reflects the experiences of immigrants who work in less desirable jobs — leftover jobs that others avoid. 

Ruth recognized she needed a local person’s wisdom. She placed her trust in Naomi, diligently following her instructions. She found another ally and friend, Boaz, who provided protection. Ruth didn’t hesitate to ask for help. She told Boaz, “Spread the corner of your garment over me, since you are a guardian-redeemer of our family” (Ruth 3:9, NIV).  

Spreading the corner of one’s garment symbolized a marriage proposal. Ruth boldly asked Boaz to marry her, and he said yes — although the Torah prohibited marrying a foreigner. But, as boldly as Ruth, he was willing to take a risk. 

Photo by Austin Kehmeier on Unsplash

I believe that as our relationship with God deepens, we become more sensitive to the needs of others, fostering reliance on one another, regardless of our country of origin, taking risks and sharing burdens. 

This article originally appeared in Anabaptist World and is reprinted with permission.  

The opinions expressed in this content are those of the author and may not reflect the official policy of Mosaic Conference.

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Changes  

March 16, 2023 by Conference Office

by Hendy Matahelemual

Throughout life, I am learning that the only constant thing in life is change. Growing up in a middle-class family in Bandung, Indonesia, we needed to move eight times until our family could afford to buy our own property. Moving from a slum to a small house on the edge of the city was my experience growing up.  

Maybe that is why, now that I’ve reached adulthood, I’m hesitant to move. After many of my friends graduated, they moved to Jakarta, Indonesia’s capital city, to find better pay. But not me. I was ready to settle.  

But God had a different plan for me. I married my wife, and we were still newlyweds. We had just started renovating our own house. God spoke to my heart through a verse from the book of Acts: “You will be my witnesses in Jerusalem, in all Judea and Samaria, and to the ends of the earth” (1:8, CSB).

At first, I thought, Really, God? But then after careful reflection, it became clear that I needed to be ready to leave my hometown if needed. At the time I didn’t know where exactly God wanted me to go, but wherever it was, I would follow.  

“You will be my witnesses in Jerusalem, in all Judea and Samaria, and to the ends of the earth”

acts 1:8, CSB

My limited brain could only think of a few cities in Indonesia. It turned out that the city that God wanted me to go was nowhere close to my hometown. It was literally the end of the earth from Indonesia. “Marina, Hendy, I want you to go to New York City, to get connected to one of the Indonesian churches there,” said my pastor to us. I will never forget that conversation.  

We knew that it would require a lot of changes in our lives, but I also believe when God calls us, he will also sustain us. Seven years have passed by since that conversation. Today, my wife and I serve at Indonesian Light Church in South Philadelphia and Mosaic Conference.  

We have three little boys, ages 9, 6, and 2 years old. I love football more than soccer, drive on the other side of the road, speak and write in English, minister not only to Indonesians but across cultures, tribes, and languages. I still remember an occasion where I preached in English, and the sermon was translated in Cantonese. I believe the Holy Spirit works within us to allow us to minister across cultures.  

Not all changes are easy; some of them are hard, depressing, painful, and even traumatic. But this is also a part of ministry in Jesus. If change were easy, then Jesus would not have needed to die on the cross. Change requires sacrifice. One thing that God keeps reminding me is that I’m not here to change people’s lives; we are not called to fix people.  We are called to witness God, to journey together with people, and to be ready to be changed, as well.  

Our pain, suffering, and trauma will heal over time as we open ourselves to God’s love and to other people. Our misery will eventually become a ministry to other people. I believe there is something about shared brokenness that allows the Spirit to bring healing to the community where Jesus is at the center.  

God calls us individually and collectively. As a follower of Jesus, our calling is to be changed from the inside out. Some need to travel thousands of miles just to meet the right people to journey together, and some just need to go to their neighbor across the street, but the calling remains the same.  

“Anyone who belongs to Christ has become a new person. The old life is gone; a new life has begun!” (2 Corinthians 5:17, NLT). Don’t settle for less than what God has promised you. Keep seeking, keep discovering the new you and the new us together. Keep answering the call from God. Jesus, be with us all.  

No eye has seen, no ear has heard, 
and no mind has imagined 
what God has prepared 
for those who love him.

1 Corinthians 2:9 (GWT)

Hendy Matahelemual

Hendy Matahelemual is the Associate Minister for Community Engagement for Mosaic Conference. Hendy Matahelemual was born and grew up in the city of Bandung, Indonesia. Hendy lives in Philadelphia with his wife Marina and their three boys, Judah, Levi and Asher.

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Summer or Winter? 

September 1, 2022 by Conference Office

By Hendy Matahelemual

If you had to choose between summer or winter for a year, which would you choose? I would choose winter. I like the cold weather, and as I write, it is 100 degrees today in Philadelphia. I spent most of my adult life in Indonesia, where it’s warm all year. So winter is an exciting new experience for me. 

Differences in climate don’t just affect the weather – they influence behavior. In her book, Foreign and Familiar: A Guide to Understanding Hot- and Cold-Climate Cultures, Sarah Lanier divides the world in two parts: hot-climate and cold-climate cultures. 

In hot-climate cultures, people tend to be more relational and communicate in ways that promote a friendly environment. In cold-climate cultures, people tend to be more task-oriented and value accurate communication over people’s feelings.  

In a hot-climate culture, where you belong is more important than what you think. The Māori people of New Zealand say, “I belong, therefore I am.” French philosopher René Descartes expressed a cold-climate perspective when he said, “I think, therefore I am.” 

Community life is valued very highly in a hot-climate culture. In a cold-climate culture, people affirm individuality and independence.  These cultures generally follow geography, but not always. Cold-climate culture prevails in some warm regions. 

What culture or cultures do you identify with?

Jesus said we should treat others as we want to be treated. To do this, we need to be aware of the cultures people come from. Our good intentions might cause harm if we don’t understand other cultures. 

As a first-generation Indonesian American, I was excited when I moved to the US. But eventually, I started to feel like an outcast. I didn’t realize how intense my connection to my home community was — and how out of place I would feel when separated from it. 

But this conflict created opportunities. I gained more awareness of how to think as an individual. At first, it was a challenge. I’m not used to being alone. I felt anxious and weak, but when I started practicing independence and adjusting to new expectations, I developed tools to navigate a cold-climate culture. 

For example, I now have more peace when I have push back on my preaching or writing. When people express disagreement directly to me, I learn to not take it personally and learn to see it from the other perspective. I also find I am now more willing to speak my mind and express my feelings directly.  

Stretching is not the goal, but transformation is. Our tolerance of change has its limits. But as we are transformed, we develop new ways of life that make us more complete. I can relate to a wider variety of people because I have learned the ways of both hot- and cold-climate cultures. 

Paul said to the church in Rome, “Do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind” (Romans 12:2, ESV). The world has patterns and expectations — like hot- and cold-climate cultural differences — that make us conform to those around us while also separating us from those who are different. These patterns trap us in cultural bubbles. 

If we accept the world’s patterns without resistance, a time bomb is set. Eventually it blows up, turning small differences into big conflicts. 

Try to immerse yourself in a different culture. If you’re a cold-climate person, visit a hot-climate culture, or vice versa. Expect resistance, internally and externally. Broadening your cultural experience will not be easy, but it is worth it. Keep engaging, learning, and praying as the Spirit leads. 


Hendy Matahelemual

Hendy Matahelemual is the Associate Minister for Community Engagement for Mosaic Conference. Hendy Matahelemual was born and grew up in the city of Bandung, Indonesia. Hendy lives in Philadelphia with his wife Marina and their three boys, Judah, Levi and Asher.

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A Canaan or an Egypt?

November 18, 2021 by Conference Office

Editor’s note: This article originally appeared in Anabaptist World and is used with permission by the author.


Someone asked me: How do you explain intercultural work to people who see immigrants as a threat and are afraid their jobs and resources are being taken from them?

I answer with questions. Who owns the resources in the first place? Aren’t immigrants supposed to have an equal opportunity to work and cultivate the land?

Who owns the resources in the first place? Aren’t immigrants supposed to have an equal opportunity to work and cultivate the land?

When my two boys fight over a toy, I tell them sharing is caring. Why do we have to fight, when there is enough for everybody? Isn’t God our provider?

The US attracts so many immigrants because of opportunities for employment, land ownership, religious freedom, and adventure. Another reason immigrants are here is because the U.S. was in their home countries. From regime change to economic impact, the results have not been as beautiful as US Americans might think.

I believe in mutual transformation and intercultural exchange, but the idea of the U.S. policing the world while selling the American dream can easily dominate and become a nightmare for those who are marginalized.

When I planned to come to the U.S., it took years to make it happen. I needed to build enough wealth, property, and business ties in my country for the U.S. government to approve my visa. It’s harder for foreigners to come to the U.S. than for U.S. citizens to go to other countries.

As an Indonesian, I saw the U.S. as the world’s economic and military power, the land of the free and the home of the brave. I did not understand that this power was not a sign of God’s favor but a tool of domination, intimidation and manipulation. With this power comes a curse and not a blessing.

I remember feeling intimidated and inferior as I prepared for my visa interview at the US Embassy in Jakarta. But my struggle was nothing compared to the hardships experienced by families separated at the U.S.-Mexican border or those who have died trying to cross the desert into the United States.

US-Mexico Border from the United States side. Photo by Hendy Matahelemual.

Why is the most powerful country in the world so afraid of outsiders and foreigners? I’m not sure, but maybe with power comes the fear of losing power.

Xenophobia — dislike or prejudice against people from other countries — is nothing new. Around 1400 B.C., in Egypt, the Israelites faced the same problem. Long after the era of Joseph, the Israelites had grown in numbers, and the Egyptians felt threatened. Pharaoh commanded that all newborn sons of the enslaved Hebrews should be killed. One baby boy managed to escape the atrocity, and the rest is history. God’s chosen people gained their freedom.

When I see U.S. power and superiority, I see the U.S. less as a Canaan, a land of promise, and more like an Egypt. I think the idea of one nation under God needs to be revisited and redefined. This god that the U.S. is under — is it the God of Scripture? Or another? Jesus said, “No one can serve two masters; for [you] will either hate the one and love the other, or be devoted to the one and despise the other. You cannot serve God and wealth” (Matthew 6:24).

As an immigrant, I see hope in the church. When I came to the U.S., God brought me to a community of believers who practiced true love. This love was not just sentimentality but action — sharing possessions and resources to meet people’s needs. The sharing ranged from financial support to giving me keys to a house where I could stay during my seminary years.

I’m grateful that the God I love and serve doesn’t shut the gates of the kingdom but invites us all to come and share. Let us help all who are oppressed and marginalized, so we can bring blessings to the land.

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Home

September 29, 2021 by Conference Office

Another summer day 
Has come and gone away 
In Paris and Rome 
But I wanna go home …  

Let me go home 
I’m just too far from where you are 
I wanna go home 

Sunset in Bandung, Indonesia, from the balcony of Hendy’s apartment when he lived there. 
Photo provided by Hendy Matahelemual.

These are lyrical excerpts from the song, “Home,” by Michael Bublé. Somehow this song keeps coming back to my mind.   

The reason is obvious. I miss my hometown. Yes, I would rather be in Bandung, Indonesia right now, rather than Paris, Rome, Philadelphia, or anywhere in the world. Bandung is not only the city where I was born and raised, but it is also the city where I met many friends, found my calling in life, married my wife, and first held my oldest child.   

It has been three years since I’ve been back home in Indonesia. The current immigration policy and laws, in addition to the pandemic, do not make it easy for me to travel back home. That is why I wish there were a magical door that I could step through and take me there in a second, satisfying my longing, even for a short time.   

What do I miss? I miss the food, the sound of adhan (Islamic call to prayer) in the air, and the food carts that sell food right at your front door. I miss the morning breeze from the mountain and the color of the sky at dusk. Maybe the saying is right: there is no place like home.   

I’m lucky to have beautiful memories, and I know that not everyone shares my feeling about their hometown. Many have trauma, pain, and tragic memories, causing them to search for another place to call “home” someday. Others simply cannot go back, for numerous reasons, to the place they once called “home.”   

Where do we find home then? Where do you find a safe place? Where you can find a place that can replenish your soul?   

The psalmist wrote, “For a day in your courts is better than a thousand elsewhere. I would rather be a doorkeeper in the house of my God than live in the tents of wickedness” (Psalm 84:10, NRSV).  

Our true home is not in this world. We are just simply passing through. That is why there will always be a longing for home, even when you already at your home. Our bodies will always belong to this world, but our spirits belong with God.  

Jesus said, “There is more than enough room in my Father’s home. If this were not so, would I have told you that I am going to prepare a place for you?” (John 14:2, NLT) 

Jesus is already showing me the way, and he is there already waiting for us. And I’m not alone now. I have my spiritual family all over the world. I call home any place I am with Jesus and his church.   

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Am I My Brother & Sister’s Keeper?

May 5, 2021 by Cindy Angela

I’m a proud father of three boys. I love them even though they fight often. They compete for their parents’ attention and to prove their dominance over each other.

The rivalry between my sons can quickly become violent. When they fight, I say, “Remember, you are brothers. Hands are for caring, not for hitting. Don’t ever say you hate your brother. You need to care for and protect each other.”

When one of my boys cries after getting hit by the other one, I ask, “Why is your brother crying?” Many times the answer is, “I do not know.” The first reaction is denial.

God asked a similar question to Cain after he murdered his brother, “Where is your brother Abel?” He said, “I do not know. Am I my brother’s keeper?” (Genesis 4:9). Just like my sons, it’s a denial. Maybe Cain considers Abel more a competitor than a brother.

“I do not know. Am I my brother’s keeper?” (Genesis 4:9)

In today’s world, if the question were asked of Travis and Gregory McMichael — “Where is Ahmaud Arbery, your brother?” — maybe the answer would be: “He’s not our brother. We see him as a threat. That’s why we killed him.”

What if the question were asked to Robert Aaron Long, “Where are your sisters? Where are Soon Chung Park, Hyun Jung Grant, Suncha Kim, Yong Ae Yue, Xiaojie Tan, Delaina Yaun and Daoyou Feng?” 

Maybe he would say, “I don’t know. I never considered them my sisters, otherwise I would not have shot and killed them.”

People are being killed, slashed, attacked, mocked, told to “go back where you came from” just because they have different skin tones and eye shapes than people from the dominant culture.

Why is that? Why is there so much hate and fear over these differences? 

Honestly, I don’t know. But I do know we all share the same ancestors. We are the descendants of Adam and Eve, made in the image of God. We are all brothers and sisters.

Recent scientific studies confirm that humans are all more closely related than we have initially thought. Susanna Manrubia, a theoretical evolutionary biologist at the Spanish National Center for Biotechnology, says, “All of [us] carry the genes of your ancestors because we share the [same] ancestors.”

Maybe people forget we are one race called humanity. In these troubled times, followers of Jesus need to speak up against personal and systemic racism and violence. We need to confess our sins and lament with people who are lamenting. It’s time to build bridges of friendship and solidarity across cultures.

The Enemy uses fear to control, oppress, and dominate. Fear of others is a weapon of evil. As believers, we need to dismantle this weapon. We need to break barriers of race and culture, debunk myths, and refute stereotypes.

There is an Indonesian saying, “Tak kenal maka tak sayang,” which translates, “You can’t love someone you don’t know.”

I believe that in every conflict there is an opportunity: to get to know each other better, learn from each other, and be transformed together.

Step out of your comfort zone. Let’s take this opportunity to become brothers and sisters, ones who love regardless of our differences.

Jesus died for us because he loves us. His blood was spilled so we can heal and unite as brothers and sisters. His blood is enough for us all. Let’s do our part so that no more blood of our brothers and sisters is spilled.

Editor’s Note: This article, in its entirety, first appeared in Anabaptist World on April 16, 2021 and is reprinted with permission.

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Finishing a puzzle

April 8, 2021 by Cindy Angela

My two boys were excited when we received a puzzle for Christmas. When we opened the present, they could not wait to assemble it. But I knew that finishing a 100-piece-puzzle would be a bit too much for my 3- and 6-year-old boys. I decided to help finish it as a team, and we had fun. 

On my spiritual journey, sometimes I feel like a preschooler finishing a puzzle. There are many complicated areas to figure out as I try to put the teachings of Jesus into practice. Some things I can work out myself, but many others, I can’t understand without help from others. 

Photo: Dmitry Demidov,Pexels.

A beautiful poem, written by John Godfrey Saxe in 1872, illustrates the problem of thinking we can figure everything out for ourselves. You’ve probably heard of it: “The Blind Men and the  Elephant.” 

Each man touches a different part of the elephant and draws a conclusion based on his limited knowledge. The one who touches a tusk is convinced the elephant is like a spear. Another, feeling the trunk, believes it is like a snake. Yet another, touching the elephant’s knee, says it is like a tree. 

Saxe observes that, “each was partly in the right, and all were in the wrong.” He specifically draws a conclusion about religion — “theologic wars” — from his parable. 

Working and studying together with people who don’t share the same worldview with us will make us see a different perspective. I used to think that Christendom and Western Christianity were the answer to all the world’s problems. Because I grew up as a Christian in Indonesia, where 87% of the population is Muslim, I used to think Western culture was superior to mine. I was desperate for a white, Western savior. 

But then, through a personal transformation, I came to realize Western Christianity and Christendom is far from the answer to all world problems. The answer is Jesus, and he’s not from the West or white or Christian. Seeing Jesus as a marginalized, non-dominant-culture person helped me realize how close Jesus is to my suffering as a minority. It turns out I don’t need a white savior. I just need Jesus. 

God created each of us in his image. And God created each of us unique. This combination of similarity and difference brings strength to the body of Christ. Coming from different nations, tribes, and cultures, sometimes we see things the same, sometimes differently. 

But not one of us can see everything. To see God’s big picture, we need to work together. We need to have a deeper conversation with believers who have different worldviews from our own. We need to respect and celebrate these differences as we journey together. We need to worship, eat and read the Scriptures together. 

In Misreading Scripture with Western Eyes, Randolph Richard and Brandon O’Brien write: “We misread [Scripture] because we read alone. We often hear only the interpretation of people just like us.”

I’m grateful for the opportunity to learn and be shaped together with my brothers and sisters in Christ whom God has placed around me. I know it’s going to be a long journey. But now I can finally stop trying too hard to become “American” and embrace the fact that we are strangers and aliens within all cultures. We are all trying to find our place in the puzzle: reconciling, creating one new humanity, working toward peace and completing God’s big picture, the kingdom of God, on earth as in heaven. 

“We misread [Scripture] because we read alone. We often hear only the interpretation of people just like us.”

Editor’s Note: This article, in its entirety, first appeared in Anabaptist World on March 16, 2021 and is reprinted with permission.

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I Feel as if God Has Given Me a New Name

December 30, 2020 by Cindy Angela

“What’s in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet,” says Juliet in William Shakespeare’s, Romeo and Juliet.

Names have meaning because they reveal our identity. Why does the right name matter? Can changing names change your identity? Confucius once said, “The beginning of wisdom is to call things by their proper name.”

In 1967, in Indonesia, the country where I was born, the government suggested all people of Chinese-Indonesian descent change their name to an Indonesian name. Though officially just a suggestion, in reality it was a type of forced assimilation, intended to eliminate ethnic Chinese identity.

Most Indonesian Chinese families have two names even today — one for themselves and their family and another for government identification purposes.

My parents named me Hendy after my grandfathers, Hendrik and Eddy, typically European names. My last name comes from an Ambonesse name, which is my ethnic origin from my father’s side.

There was a time when I was ashamed of my last name. I never used it; it felt too ethnic and different, not as common as Indonesian and European names. Instead I used my middle name, Stevan, which is more European and culturally acceptable.

After I studied more about intercultural work, I felt a need to get in touch with my family name again. I felt that I had a revelation to use my last name. I believe my name has a story, and I want to know more about it.

Cultural assimilation occurs in all parts of the world. But unity is not uniformity. Uniqueness is not division.

Although the dominant culture pressures us to conform, I believe God created us uniquely. We don’t need to conform to any dominant culture but be transformed into God’s image. I believe God is against cultural homogeneity and ethnocentrism. No culture or ethnicity is better than another. We are equally broken and equally beautiful.

God scattered the people who built the tower of Babel because they wanted to make a society in their own image, governed by their own standards. They were proud of it and wanted to make a name for themselves.

It takes the work of Jesus on the cross to redeem the fallen nature of human beings. It takes the power of the Holy Spirit to enable us to communicate cross-culturally.

In the Old Testament we see the changing of names for the purpose of cultural assimilation. Hananiah, Mishael and Azaria had to change their Hebrew names to Chaldean names: Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego. In the New Testament it was common for a Jew to have two names, one Hebrew and one Greek. In fact, the Apostle Paul never changed his name: Saul was a Hebrew name; Paul was a Greek name.

As I prepared this article I did some research on the meaning of my last name. Previously I didn’t know what Matahelemual meant. It was not easy to find the answer. I had to check with relatives who know the Ambonesse language. Finally, I got a verifiable answer: Matahelemual means Open Door. I’m grateful to know that, and I feel as if God has given me a new name.

There are names given by humans and names given by God. The name given by God is the name that will lead us to God’s promises. God changed Abram’s name to Abraham, Sarai’s to Sarah, Jacob’s to Israel and Simon’s to Peter. Through those names God gave new beginnings, new hopes, new blessings. A name is a prayer. What’s in your name?

A version of this article first appeared in “Anabaptist World” on December 15, 2020.

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