Stoned

Picture this. God tells you to go tell everyone you can about Him. In one of the town's everyone starts trying to worship you because they think you are a God. Until some other guys come and turn all those people against you. Next thing you know all the people that were trying to worship you start throwing rocks at you. Not little rocks either. I'm talking, these people are killing you. Somehow they think you are dead and drag you out of town. Considering how they just "killed" you I imagine they weren't exactly gentle with the dragging. Pretty soon all your friends gather around you and you get up. Not only get up but go back into the town full of rock throwers. Spend the night and move on to the next town to tell other people about Jesus. Pretty ludicrous right? I mean I may be abnormally wimpy but if a group of people threw rocks at me I would get out of that town and never look back. If they did it to the point they thought I was dead, then dragged me out of town I'm fairly certain I wouldn't stand up and walk back into town. I'd whimper pathetically to my friends and ask them to carry me to the closest hospital as long as it's in a different town. I would probably take a few days, maybe a few weeks off. Inquire of the Lord if there was any other way I could minister for him. Maybe find a nice community of believers that would be interested in a new Pastor. One thing is sure I would be very hesitant to get back on that traveling circuit.
But that's not what Paul did. He got up and got back to work

  11 When the crowd saw what Paul had done, they shouted in their local dialect, “These men are gods in human form!” 12 They decided that Barnabas was the Greek god Zeus and that Paul was Hermes, since he was the chief speaker. 13 Now the temple of Zeus was located just outside the town. So the priest of the temple and the crowd brought bulls and wreaths of flowers to the town gates, and they prepared to offer sacrifices to the apostles.

14 But when the apostles Barnabas and Paul heard what was happening, they tore their clothing in dismay and ran out among the people, shouting, 15 “Friends, why are you doing this? We are merely human beings—just like you! We have come to bring you the Good News that you should turn from these worthless things and turn to the living God, who made heaven and earth, the sea, and everything in them. 16 In the past he permitted all the nations to go their own ways, 17 but he never left them without evidence of himself and his goodness. For instance, he sends you rain and good crops and gives you food and joyful hearts.” 18 But even with these words, Paul and Barnabas could scarcely restrain the people from sacrificing to them.

19 Then some Jews arrived from Antioch and Iconium and won the crowds to their side. They stoned Paul and dragged him out of town, thinking he was dead. 20 But as the believers gathered around him, he got up and went back into the town. The next day he left with Barnabas for Derbe.

Acts 14:14-20

These days stoning isn't quite as popular as it was back then. But from what I understand they didn't use river rocks or even those 4 inch rounded rocks that look nice in gardens. They used the biggest scariest looking rocks they could find and throw. Baseball rules did not apply here. You could use both hands to pick up a stone so those things had to be heavy. I'm thinking paving stones would be a good picture of what I'm talking about. Aside from the weight those things had plenty of jagged edges to cut into the skin as they made contact. I once fell off my bike on a gravel rode. (forethought was not my strong suit at the time) The impact gave me about a 6 inch bruise/cut on my leg. 20 years later I still have a scar. When I think about the way that looked and felt it gives me a little bit of an idea what Paul must have looked and felt like. Assuming he didn't actually die. My bible commentary says that many scholars believe Paul did die and the other believers gathered around him and prayed for him. Bringing him back to life. Either way. Dead or almost dead. What he went through was at the least physically painful. Most likely traumatizing (or it would be for me.) But did Paul quit? no. Did he run away? no. Did he even take a break? NO! 

Sometimes I read my bible and nothing really stands out to me. Other times 2 sentences make me stop and think. Examine what's going on and question my own life in contrast. I don't believe that it's wrong to take an occasional break or sabbatical as the case may be. But at the same time, we cant allow the attacks that come with obedience to God to stop us from doing what he called us to do. Sometimes attacks come from people, other times circumstances. Maybe your car broke down, maybe your parents disowned you. Maybe people think your crazy, maybe your sick, maybe your uncomfortable. Whatever it is that you are allowing to get you thinking about quitting. It's not worth it. Paul said this in Philippians 3:13-14

 but I focus on this one thing: Forgetting the past and looking forward to what lies ahead, I press on to reach the end of the race and receive the heavenly prize for which God, through Christ Jesus, is calling us.

The heavenly prize is what is worth it. No matter what you are going through or how you feel. Press on toward the mark. Don't give up. Forget the past, keep moving forward. (yes, I stole that from "Meet the Robinsons") As I was writing this my computer froze and I had to restart it. I lost some of my work. I started to whine to myself about it and then I started laughing. Sometimes, I allow myself to get so caught up in what's happening right now that I start to feel sorry for myself and lose track of what I'm supposed to be doing. Even while I'm trying to write about how important it is to keep moving I almost gave up. Why am I sharing that? I mean I could let you all think that I have this part nailed. I'm talking about it because I've conquered it. But no. I'm working it out. I'm walking through each part of my faith everyday. I'm pressing on and looking forward to what lies ahead. What are you going to do?

To the boy who made me a mom

7 years ago today you came into my life and changed my world.

I suddenly knew exactly what Jesus meant when he said our love for him should make our love for everything else seem like hatred in comparison. 

sophisticated baby loved sushi from a young age

You are one of the kindest, most generous people I know. 

You make me laugh all the time.

You really think about stuff. Way more than I ever expect you to.

You take care of your brother. You serve in our house without being asked.

You show us love every day in a thousand ways. 

This year so much has happened in your life. I want to always remember that this is the year...

You lost your first and second tooth. You were baptized. 

You discovered that super heroes are awesome. Also Wolverine is the best because his normal name is Logan. You discovered that you are super awesome at math. So awesome in fact that you do extra math so you can finish your book early. You love reading. Especially the Proverbs.

I hope you know how much I love you. How special you are to me and how proud I am of you. 

You are awesome!

Happy Birthday 

Healing Rain

I love rain...
When I was 14 I heard a girl speaking about falling in love with the Lord. She was talking about the desire girls have to feel loved and looking for that love to come from God instead of boys. She mentioned that one thing she loved was purple flowers and God would often give her purple flowers. She told us to have a special thing that could only come from God. Mine was rain. There is just a peacefulness about it that can't be matched. I held onto it for a little while and then I just sort of forgot about it. I still loved the rain but I forgot about my special attachment to it.

We live in a desert area. There is usually a rainy season but we are told it hadn't rained here for the last couple years. That is until February 1st. It rained here the day that Caleb was born. I was in my hospital room trying not to worry and just pray for my baby when I heard the sweet sound of rain drops on the roof and window. The next night as I was trying to sleep after my son went to be with the Lord it happened again. And the next night and the next and the next. For 4 weeks it rained every single night. Even if just a little it still happened. Theres not a great irrigation system here so the streets flooded. The once dry riverbed near our house filled and anything left on the clothesline to dry overnight needed to be rewashed. It was beautiful. Evenings were the hardest for me at the beginning and that is when it always rained.

After about 3 weeks Jose and I were going somewhere and trying to navigate around flooded streets and it was lightly sprinkling and I thought "mmm, I know it's making things difficult but I love this rain" Then it hit me, I remembered the thing about love letters from God and I just broke down. He was there. He knew what I was going through and what I needed most at that time. A reminder of His love for me. God is always there you just have to pay attention.

Servolution.

A couple years ago Jose and I had the opportunity to hear Dino Rizzo speak at "The Remnant" conference in Baton Rouge, Louisiana. He is the author of "Servolution" a book which sprang from something his church actually does. They go out and serve their community. Serving is very important to us and actually a part of how we met. So when Mr Rizzo was finished speaking Jose went up and told him "You wrote my book." Mr Rizzo responded "That's awesome, you should write one that's better than mine." Now our church here has become a part of Servolution. Every month (and sometimes twice a month) we go out into the community and do something nobody else here really does. These are the things we've been doing this month.

Refrescate! - Refresh yourself

Peru is south of the equator so Summer just ended for us and we have now entered into Autumn. The beginning of the year is the hottest time here. So we collected 1000 bottles of water, went to one of the busiest intersections in town and handed them out to everybody that wanted one. We gave ourselves 2 hours to run out. It only took us 30 minutes. Obviously this was a hit with the people of Piura. We saved 100 to give to the car washers and attendants at a local shopping center parking lot. The car washers pay 40 soles a day to work. Then they get to keep whatever they make. They make about 5 soles per car they wash and there are about 40 car washers all fighting to wash every car that comes into the lot. Even so not every person coming into the lot wants a car wash. You can imagine these people having to work so hard to make money don't really get to take breaks to go buy water. So they were really excited to get this water.

Operacion Utiles Escolar - Operation School Supplies

             Y                                      &

Operacion Mochila    -    Operation Backpack

This school is run by some local pastors. They felt the need for this school because these kids would have to cross a very busy street to get to the school the city provides. The year before the school began 21 kids died just trying to cross the street to go to school. It's a free private school so they work entirely off of outside donations. We were able to get a good portion of the school supplies donated from people in our church and local businesses. We also had 75 backpacks donated by 1 friend in Lima. In total we were able to bless 97 kids with their very own backpacks & bottle of water plus the school supplies I mentioned.

 

We have more things planned in the months to come. 

Please pray for us that God would continue to provide for these outreaches. 

Also the need for a van and possibly a truck has become increasingly apparent. (we rented the truck in the first photo set) Most of our church members don't have cars so we are just stuffing people wherever they fit and taking a few taxis. But some of the areas we are going to are really difficult to find taxis to come back. It would just be a huge burden lifted if we had a van big enough to fit about 18-20 people. So as you pray for us please put that on the top of your list. We need a van! 

Thank you so much for continuing to support us and lift us up in prayer!

You are a part of what we are doing here. We couldn't do it without you

Hero

It's important to be careful about who you allow to be a hero in your life. Humans are human and will make human choices. This is why no matter how much I admire someone I am very careful to say they are my hero. That said, one person I have always had as a hero in my life is a woman named Elisabeth Elliot. There are many reasons I have always looked up to her and yet I hadn't thought about it in a long time. I was reminded this week. In case you don't know who she is I'll tell you. She was a missionary in Ecuador and married to Jim Elliot. When their daughter was 10 months old Jim Elliot was killed by the very people he went to serve. This has made him a legend, and someone many people I know look up to. I look up to him too, but I think his wife Elisabeth is the real hero of the story. After he died she went to live in the village with the people that killed him for 2 years. I had forgotten that all this happened in Ecuador the country a few hours north of us. Which makes it even more personal and relatable to me. I have been places she has probably been. I don't know that I could have chosen to do what she did. I know now a similar grief from losing my son of natural causes. But I can't imagine how much more difficult it would be to continue living among and working with people that chose to murder my husband. She is a hero to me.

I was reminded of her story because I keep hearing allusions to and speculations that I will go home because of Caleb's death. So I just want to clear something up. When I was 13 years old God called me to missions. It took me 15 years to get here but here I am. His call has not changed. I can't think of anything worse than to walk away from my passion, my life work on top of losing my son. If there has ever been something I feel like I can be proud of about myself it's that no matter what has happened to me in my life I have never been one to give up.  I don't quit. 

I was looking at a bunch of quotes from Elisabeth Elliot and she said a couple things that stood out to me

“This job has been given to me to do. Therefore, it is a gift. Therefore, it is a privilege. Therefore, it is an offering I may make to God. Therefore, it is to be done gladly, if it is done for Him. Here, not somewhere else, I may learn God’s way. In this job, not in some other, God looks for faithfulness.” 

“Does it make sense to pray for guidance about the future if we are not obeying in the thing that lies before us today? How many momentous events in Scripture depended on one person's seemingly small act of obedience! Rest assured: Do what God tells you to do now, and, depend upon it, you will be shown what to do next.” 

“Faith's most severe tests come not when we see nothing, but when we see a stunning array of evidence that seems to prove our faith vain.”

“To be a follower of the Crucified means, sooner or later, a personal encounter with the cross. And the cross always entails loss.”

“Our vision is so limited we can hardly imagine a love that does not show itself in protection from suffering. The love of God is of a different nature altogether. It does not hate tragedy. It never denies reality. It stands in the very teeth of suffering. The love of God did not protect His own Son. It was the proof of His love – that He gave that Son, that He let Him go to Calvary’s cross, though “legions of angels” might have rescued Him. He will not necessarily protect us- not from anything it takes to make us like His Son. A lot of hammering and chiseling and purifying by fire will have to go into the process.”

I want to be like her. One thing I can say is I agree with her about everything. I'm still not happy about Caleb's death and I doubt I will ever be happy about it. But I know it was for my good. I know that God still has a plan for me and I will not allow the enemy to put this in his victory column. I am going to do as Paul said in Hebrews 12

 Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a huge crowd of witnesses to the life of faith, let us strip off every weight that slows us down, especially the sin that so easily trips us up. And let us run with endurance the race God has set before us. We do this by keeping our eyes on Jesus, the champion who initiates and perfects our faith. Because of the joy awaiting him, he endured the cross, disregarding its shame. Now he is seated in the place of honor beside God’s throne. Think of all the hostility he endured from sinful people; then you won’t become weary and give up. After all, you have not yet given your lives in your struggle against sin.

I've said many times that I believe the safest place to be is in the center of God will. But I am going to expand that. The best place to be is in the center of God's will. It's better to be in the center of Gods will and in a 3rd world country than in the comforts of the United States. My life can be taken. My children's lives can be taken. It might be the hardest thing I ever have to do but until God tells me something different this is where I'm supposed to be.

When I die I wil answer to God for the choices I make. So I have chosen to follow him no matter where he leads me. No matter how hard that road is. No matter who disagrees or rejects me.