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Tuesday, June 15, 2010
Friday, June 4, 2010
From the Heart
Two weeks after the earthquake we arrive to Port-Au-Prince after seeing the poverty in Cap Haitien last year.
Now, distraught families broken and crushed in spirit by an earthquake that kills over 200,000 people.
A Haitian proverb declares that there are 'mountains beyond mountains'. This is the land terrain and difficulty in Haiti to provide for your family via education for your children and learning trades for employment.
An African declared once 'I am born again on Sunday and unemployed on Monday and we drive away waving goodbye from our experience saying 'God bless you'
Church......the mindset of missiology must change.....we need to share the Word for salvation but begin to empower the nations with sustainment mechanisms by that location's resources.
Adopt a location, listen to their needs and dreams and work to provide that bump like an Internet Cafe in Africa to support a pastor or a trade school in Haiti to lay block.
My heart like the Centurion's has been broken in the rubble of my selfish vanity after the earthquake and pray God forbid and forgive my desires to truly submit and carry your cross. 'Surely He was the Son of God'
Perhaps Bonhoeffer wrote it well and from the Word that there should really be a cost to discipleship.....
Are you paying the price to truly follow and model the Way
Living sacrifices.....oh the riches of grace...
Church, move compassion to action in the fast God chooses
For Jesus Kingdom and Glory
Now, distraught families broken and crushed in spirit by an earthquake that kills over 200,000 people.
A Haitian proverb declares that there are 'mountains beyond mountains'. This is the land terrain and difficulty in Haiti to provide for your family via education for your children and learning trades for employment.
An African declared once 'I am born again on Sunday and unemployed on Monday and we drive away waving goodbye from our experience saying 'God bless you'
Church......the mindset of missiology must change.....we need to share the Word for salvation but begin to empower the nations with sustainment mechanisms by that location's resources.
Adopt a location, listen to their needs and dreams and work to provide that bump like an Internet Cafe in Africa to support a pastor or a trade school in Haiti to lay block.
My heart like the Centurion's has been broken in the rubble of my selfish vanity after the earthquake and pray God forbid and forgive my desires to truly submit and carry your cross. 'Surely He was the Son of God'
Perhaps Bonhoeffer wrote it well and from the Word that there should really be a cost to discipleship.....
Are you paying the price to truly follow and model the Way
Living sacrifices.....oh the riches of grace...
Church, move compassion to action in the fast God chooses
For Jesus Kingdom and Glory
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
Gospel Therapy-- I Believe in Me and Heart of Worship----sharpen the iron
I visited the new Physical Therapy NE tent today and had an opportunity to share the Gospel and the True Light,... Jesus.
Of all things with an OT worker from Canada. After asking her if she went to church, her response was
That basically, 'I believe in ME'
Wow, is that our culture today?
ME, my world, my schedule, my comfort.....'I believe in me and really don't need anything or anyone else or Jesus'.
We had a great talk about grace and truth and the book of John and who was this Jesus.
As the night closed, my last supper was spent at the children's home where a young teen named MacKendy got out his guitar.
We traded songs and he played Chris Tomlin's new song, Sing, Sing Sing.....way cool, all the way from the states the heart of worship returns...'I'm sorry Lord for the thing I made it'.....when its all about you Jesus.
Lights out now and I was able to encourage a young man from Houston as he also teaches with young adults. He too like many twentysomethings are searching for that significance and landing place.
The iron was sharpened per Proverbs and I await a morning Cessna flight to Port-Au-Prince.
Another Flip video moment for sure....and one more note..
First ever Haiti motorcycle 'moto' ride.........intense
Of all things with an OT worker from Canada. After asking her if she went to church, her response was
That basically, 'I believe in ME'
Wow, is that our culture today?
ME, my world, my schedule, my comfort.....'I believe in me and really don't need anything or anyone else or Jesus'.
We had a great talk about grace and truth and the book of John and who was this Jesus.
As the night closed, my last supper was spent at the children's home where a young teen named MacKendy got out his guitar.
We traded songs and he played Chris Tomlin's new song, Sing, Sing Sing.....way cool, all the way from the states the heart of worship returns...'I'm sorry Lord for the thing I made it'.....when its all about you Jesus.
Lights out now and I was able to encourage a young man from Houston as he also teaches with young adults. He too like many twentysomethings are searching for that significance and landing place.
The iron was sharpened per Proverbs and I await a morning Cessna flight to Port-Au-Prince.
Another Flip video moment for sure....and one more note..
First ever Haiti motorcycle 'moto' ride.........intense
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
Water Bladders and Venezuela Army Tents equates to Refugee Camp
My heart was heavy today as many families to the equivalent of a thousand people are living in Venezuela army tents in a refugee camp.
Row upon row of tents with sewage drains dug by hand just a few inches deep for easy access just alongside the tents.
Babies sleeping on the ground, some women half clothed to endure the heat. Unreal living conditions to say the least and a huge water bladder that was being filled by a water truck (for drinking water).
God help me to do everything without arguing or complaining as your Word declares....
We don't even realize the privilege and comfort we have on a daily basis.....how many feet do you walk for safe water?
Constant comfort at 70 degrees
The list goes on....I pray we make a new one to love our neighbor.... by His grace
Love much and goodnight.
Row upon row of tents with sewage drains dug by hand just a few inches deep for easy access just alongside the tents.
Babies sleeping on the ground, some women half clothed to endure the heat. Unreal living conditions to say the least and a huge water bladder that was being filled by a water truck (for drinking water).
God help me to do everything without arguing or complaining as your Word declares....
We don't even realize the privilege and comfort we have on a daily basis.....how many feet do you walk for safe water?
Constant comfort at 70 degrees
The list goes on....I pray we make a new one to love our neighbor.... by His grace
Love much and goodnight.
Sunday, May 30, 2010
Joy of Worship and Hospital Feeding
I was taken to 1 Thess: 1:5-7
Where Paul writes to Thessalonians
'Because our Gospel came to you not simply with words, but also with power, with Holy Spirit and deep conviction. You know we lived among you FOR YOUR SAKE.
(Paul was living for them--such a witness here in Jacmel as missionaries carry the True Light)
They became imitators despite severe suffering and welcomed the message with joy!
Becoming a MODEL to all believers
My heart was so touched by this passage as God led me to this Scripture during the singing.
May we be His imitation no matter what we face and with joy live for the Gospel, this beautiful sound that rang out of the church--see vs.8.
The worship of Hosanna rang out this Sunday morning and into the streets. After church, I witnessed a hospital feeding visit where our stop led us to the maternity ward.
Newborn babies lying beside their moms on the bed in 80 plus degree rooms recovering from birth. We sang praises to God and some of the women joined in unison.
May the light of Jesus name shine like stars in the universe...keep going saints...keep going, our Father is with us...
Where Paul writes to Thessalonians
'Because our Gospel came to you not simply with words, but also with power, with Holy Spirit and deep conviction. You know we lived among you FOR YOUR SAKE.
(Paul was living for them--such a witness here in Jacmel as missionaries carry the True Light)
They became imitators despite severe suffering and welcomed the message with joy!
Becoming a MODEL to all believers
My heart was so touched by this passage as God led me to this Scripture during the singing.
May we be His imitation no matter what we face and with joy live for the Gospel, this beautiful sound that rang out of the church--see vs.8.
The worship of Hosanna rang out this Sunday morning and into the streets. After church, I witnessed a hospital feeding visit where our stop led us to the maternity ward.
Newborn babies lying beside their moms on the bed in 80 plus degree rooms recovering from birth. We sang praises to God and some of the women joined in unison.
May the light of Jesus name shine like stars in the universe...keep going saints...keep going, our Father is with us...
Saturday, May 29, 2010
Blindside Curves in Broad Daylight and 3 White Sheets
The trip was uneventful, praise God when you travel with a backpack; even easier through Haitian customs. You exit 'claim your baggage or its gone' section to the outdoor clamor of every airport baggage worker wanting your business and then the wait.....
To find your driver 'on the other side of the fence'. Always an anxious moment at first arrival to slowly relaxing to trust God for His perfect timing.
And then walks up Mikey, my driver with yellow shirt and black NY hat. God is Faithful and off we go on a normal 2 1/2 hour drive to Jacmel turns into five with traffic!
The last leg is up the mountain and Mikey declares its better to drive at night as at least you can see the oncoming lights.
The daytime results in taxis rounding curves right into your lane resulting in some blindside curves in broad daylight. You would think light might help for driving....
As we enter Jacmel Mikey mentions another 3 white sheet day meaning more death from the clinic. 'I never thought I would get use to the smell of death'.
Love your family and don't take for granted what is right in front of you...
Jesus open our hearts, slow us down
To find your driver 'on the other side of the fence'. Always an anxious moment at first arrival to slowly relaxing to trust God for His perfect timing.
And then walks up Mikey, my driver with yellow shirt and black NY hat. God is Faithful and off we go on a normal 2 1/2 hour drive to Jacmel turns into five with traffic!
The last leg is up the mountain and Mikey declares its better to drive at night as at least you can see the oncoming lights.
The daytime results in taxis rounding curves right into your lane resulting in some blindside curves in broad daylight. You would think light might help for driving....
As we enter Jacmel Mikey mentions another 3 white sheet day meaning more death from the clinic. 'I never thought I would get use to the smell of death'.
Love your family and don't take for granted what is right in front of you...
Jesus open our hearts, slow us down
Sunday, May 23, 2010
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