A lot of us here in the Delaware Valley seem to be little disappointed that the Hurricane wasn't more violent and terrifying. And some seem a little angry at the media for the "fear-mongering" to keep us safe. Instead of complaining, we should be thankful that the full effect of the storm didn't hit us like it did our friends in the southern states or our brothers and sisters in the Bahamas.
I spoke with Raoul this morning about the effects the hurricane had on Grand Bahama Island. When the storm reached this third-world country, there were fears that it would smash directly into Freeport, which would pretty much be the final deathblow for a country on life support right now. It appears that God's hand steered the storm off of its anticipated course towards the east, sparing a direct hit. They didn't go fully unscathed - a lot of water damage, roofs torn off, etc. But by the grace of God, not one life was lost.
On a selfish note, some of the work that we did this summer held up. The three roofs that we fixed had no leaks, and the gardens we installed were spared. But there is still a whole lot of work to be done. If you are interested in supporting the beautiful people of this island, right now they are asking for monetary donations. Raoul and Karen will be heading to Miami this week to do some shopping for non-perishable items. Then when they return, they will be able to get a discount from the Bahamian Government on plywood and lumber. Also, many of the children are in need of underwear and socks.
If you feel called to donate, make checks payable to Karazim Ministries and mail to:
Karazim Ministries
1777 Venice Lane # 136
Miami, Florida 33181
Sunday, August 28, 2011
Saturday, July 23, 2011
Taking Action
Like I have mentioned in an earlier post, you get Godwinks all the time. Some are really subtle, and some smack you right upside the head. We got a good smack Sunday morning at church when Rev. Lewis preached about the only way to defeat evil is to take action, no talk about doing good things. Since our verse of the week was 1 John 3:18 – “Dear children, do not love with words or speech, but in actions and in truth,” we were pretty sure God had something special in store for us this week.
Now when you come down here, there are ample opportunities to serve and take action. From the time you get up in the morning, you can carry someone’s backpack, help them on the bus, or carry the water jugs. At breakfast, people can serve the food, clean up the tables, or bring drinks. And then once you get to the jobsite, you can paint, roof, fix gardens, or play with the kids. But it is really easy to do those things when you are in another country with a group of Christians. We’ve got a clear connection to God this week. There’s nothing blocking it – facebook, phones, work, friends, family problems. Just us and God.
But we are on our way home. As I’m typing this in Freeport International Airport, I look around and see the groups reading magazines, playing cards, and snacking. The tv is on and I’m hearing about Amy Winehouse’s death, Rupert Murdoch’s problems, and the crazy heatwave. Already the distractions have begun. So we have put a challenge out to all team members (me included) to take action. Last night at the closing service, we announced our action step for when we return. A lot of what was promised last night was to getting more involved in youth group, praying more, sharing the experience with friends and family, going to church.
The Jesus that we all worship didn’t just talk the talk, he walked the walk. He didn’t half –way do it. He went all out for us. So I pray that the promises we made last night don’t become just lip service. As James 2:22 says, “You see that his faith and his actions were working together, and his faith was made complete by what he did.” I know that He will work through this team, and we will be taking action this year.
Now when you come down here, there are ample opportunities to serve and take action. From the time you get up in the morning, you can carry someone’s backpack, help them on the bus, or carry the water jugs. At breakfast, people can serve the food, clean up the tables, or bring drinks. And then once you get to the jobsite, you can paint, roof, fix gardens, or play with the kids. But it is really easy to do those things when you are in another country with a group of Christians. We’ve got a clear connection to God this week. There’s nothing blocking it – facebook, phones, work, friends, family problems. Just us and God.
But we are on our way home. As I’m typing this in Freeport International Airport, I look around and see the groups reading magazines, playing cards, and snacking. The tv is on and I’m hearing about Amy Winehouse’s death, Rupert Murdoch’s problems, and the crazy heatwave. Already the distractions have begun. So we have put a challenge out to all team members (me included) to take action. Last night at the closing service, we announced our action step for when we return. A lot of what was promised last night was to getting more involved in youth group, praying more, sharing the experience with friends and family, going to church.
The Jesus that we all worship didn’t just talk the talk, he walked the walk. He didn’t half –way do it. He went all out for us. So I pray that the promises we made last night don’t become just lip service. As James 2:22 says, “You see that his faith and his actions were working together, and his faith was made complete by what he did.” I know that He will work through this team, and we will be taking action this year.
Thursday, July 21, 2011
Divide and Conquer
For most of the trips, we stick together on the same site. Occasionally, a small group might go a few houses away to tie up a loose end. But today we had a split squad with 13 people sticking around the feeding center to work on a few projects, so I’ll start there first. Dan, Todd, and Nick were jumping out of their seats to get the opportunity to JACKHAMMER! Yep, we have moved on to the big boy toys. They had to break some ground to find a pipeline to connect a dishwasher to. Lissy, Caitlin, Audrey, and Melissa bent and formed about 10 new fish traps. And Carrie, Kim, Barbara, Alyssa N, Cyrus, and Jessica emptied, cleaned, and organized the large storage bins on the side of the feeding center.
The rest of the group went back to the village to work on the beginning of the end. By now it’s just like riding a bike. Before some of the supplies are off the bus, the teams are already organizing and tackling the various set-up jobs.
The Roofer’s union finished up roof #3, the painters finished house #3 and began #4, and the gardeners firmed up the retaining walls and cleared a bunch of weeds around various houses. And of course the kid’s club crew kept going with a bunch of new activities to keep them busy – like Kung-fu and Magic Carpet Ride.
We ended our night with a few more GREAT Helen games and some devotional time. Most of the team headed to bed early in anticipation of our long closing devotional tomorrow night, but also because they are dead tired. It’s going to be hard getting them up for the 9:30 service Sunday morning. (Thanks goodness for the 7:00)
Even though we were on two parts of the island, most of the kids shared the same “Jesus” moment. (These stories were pretty much the same from both groups.) It was really hot today (not as hot as home), but occasionally we get an afternoon thunderstorm. We don’t want the thunderstorm because that messes up a lot of our work, but today a big one was coming. We scurried quickly to get cleaned up before it hit. As we waited for the rain the come, a nice breeze picked up, the clouds gave us some cover, and the temp dropped about 20 degrees for almost 30 minutes. Fortunately, the rain never came, but the relief we got was just enough for us to make it through to the end of the day.
The rest of the group went back to the village to work on the beginning of the end. By now it’s just like riding a bike. Before some of the supplies are off the bus, the teams are already organizing and tackling the various set-up jobs.
The Roofer’s union finished up roof #3, the painters finished house #3 and began #4, and the gardeners firmed up the retaining walls and cleared a bunch of weeds around various houses. And of course the kid’s club crew kept going with a bunch of new activities to keep them busy – like Kung-fu and Magic Carpet Ride.
We ended our night with a few more GREAT Helen games and some devotional time. Most of the team headed to bed early in anticipation of our long closing devotional tomorrow night, but also because they are dead tired. It’s going to be hard getting them up for the 9:30 service Sunday morning. (Thanks goodness for the 7:00)
Even though we were on two parts of the island, most of the kids shared the same “Jesus” moment. (These stories were pretty much the same from both groups.) It was really hot today (not as hot as home), but occasionally we get an afternoon thunderstorm. We don’t want the thunderstorm because that messes up a lot of our work, but today a big one was coming. We scurried quickly to get cleaned up before it hit. As we waited for the rain the come, a nice breeze picked up, the clouds gave us some cover, and the temp dropped about 20 degrees for almost 30 minutes. Fortunately, the rain never came, but the relief we got was just enough for us to make it through to the end of the day.
A Colorful Day
Houses in the states are boring – brown, white, black, grey – but in the Bahamas they are dynamic – mint green, bright yellow, deep blue, coral, and pink. Imagine seeing one of those colors in a Yardley neighborhood. But down here they are commonplace. So seeing the white primed houses looked a little odd this morning. But it wasn’t long until the painting crews had brightened up the site. Led by the painting coordinator Helen Hughes, her team of Lissy, Joy, Kelsey Mahan, Sarah K, Kim E., Kim S.,, and others blew through the job in no time.
The roofing team, led by Jeff Hill, continued to seal up all the leaks. It was a hot one today (but from what I understand we are the lucky ones down here), so the tar was extra gooey. Jenny, Sarah B, Kate B, Mike M, Andrew M, Pillz, Alyssa N, Matt, Chelsea B, Carrie, Mike and Mike H, and Jeff L were doing some sweating for Jesus, and they came off the roof with only one color – BLACK. The ride back to dinner was filled with the smell of mineral spirits.
The gardening team made major strides today. Fourteen frames were completed and the retaining wall was extending. A lot of heavy pick-axing and shoveling was done to create a more stable and level area for the frames, leaving most members with a dusting of white all over their legs. Tom, Todd, Jeff R, Dan M, Alyssa C, Melissa T, Sarah K, and Chelsea really let their hammers do the talking today.
Then after dinner, we encountered a small rain shower and we saw – yep, a rainbow.
Finally, the day ended with a glorious beach service at sunset. The magnificent sky shone bright with an array of colors. And we were all able to worship with song, prayer, and fellowship for a few hours, enjoying some of God’s creation.
(Sorry for the late upload. This typing thing between 11 and midnight is starting to take its toll.)
The roofing team, led by Jeff Hill, continued to seal up all the leaks. It was a hot one today (but from what I understand we are the lucky ones down here), so the tar was extra gooey. Jenny, Sarah B, Kate B, Mike M, Andrew M, Pillz, Alyssa N, Matt, Chelsea B, Carrie, Mike and Mike H, and Jeff L were doing some sweating for Jesus, and they came off the roof with only one color – BLACK. The ride back to dinner was filled with the smell of mineral spirits.
The gardening team made major strides today. Fourteen frames were completed and the retaining wall was extending. A lot of heavy pick-axing and shoveling was done to create a more stable and level area for the frames, leaving most members with a dusting of white all over their legs. Tom, Todd, Jeff R, Dan M, Alyssa C, Melissa T, Sarah K, and Chelsea really let their hammers do the talking today.
Then after dinner, we encountered a small rain shower and we saw – yep, a rainbow.
Finally, the day ended with a glorious beach service at sunset. The magnificent sky shone bright with an array of colors. And we were all able to worship with song, prayer, and fellowship for a few hours, enjoying some of God’s creation.
(Sorry for the late upload. This typing thing between 11 and midnight is starting to take its toll.)
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
Slow and Steady
Day 2 always brings about big expectations. We end Day 1 with so much enthusiasm. There’s usually a lot of physical progress made at the site, so people think it’s going to be more of the same. Unfortunately, that is rarely the case on the second day. Our plan is never the same as God’s.
It’s not that we aren’t working, but the BIG stuff is already taken care of. We were able to really clear up the most of the brush, weeds, and garbage that was strewn around the village.
But it’s probably the most important day of the week for team morale. It’s easy for us to get down when you can’t see the big steps. Yesterday, Raoul was able to secure the services of a front-end loader that was able to clear out a huge portion of the area behind the houses that we are using to create gardens. It also spread out the four loads of fill that were dumped to create a base for those gardens. So there was a huge change in the appearance of the site.
Our job today was to create retaining walls to allow the rainwater to flow to certain areas in the rear of the village. Now the thing with this fill is that after it gets wet, it gets pretty hard, so the rain we had last night didn’t help much. The task was daunting. Pick-axing, shoveling, dumping – over and over again for about 4 hours to place about eight 8-ft boards in place. But the team that worked on this project was ecstatic that it was completed. Three of my small group members were on this project, and they all shared that this was their “high” point of the day. And one member said that when she felt like she couldn’t continue, she could feel God’s presence give her the strength and will to finish the job.
The other groups were able to also make progress – finishing the roof of one house and beginning a new one, painting one house and priming another, and continuing to replace some boards off of various houses.
Today reaffirmed in us the importance of patience – with each other, with the kids, but most importantly within ourselves. We can’t rush through this expereicne. We need to take it all in, and listen to what God wants us to do.
It’s not that we aren’t working, but the BIG stuff is already taken care of. We were able to really clear up the most of the brush, weeds, and garbage that was strewn around the village.
But it’s probably the most important day of the week for team morale. It’s easy for us to get down when you can’t see the big steps. Yesterday, Raoul was able to secure the services of a front-end loader that was able to clear out a huge portion of the area behind the houses that we are using to create gardens. It also spread out the four loads of fill that were dumped to create a base for those gardens. So there was a huge change in the appearance of the site.
Our job today was to create retaining walls to allow the rainwater to flow to certain areas in the rear of the village. Now the thing with this fill is that after it gets wet, it gets pretty hard, so the rain we had last night didn’t help much. The task was daunting. Pick-axing, shoveling, dumping – over and over again for about 4 hours to place about eight 8-ft boards in place. But the team that worked on this project was ecstatic that it was completed. Three of my small group members were on this project, and they all shared that this was their “high” point of the day. And one member said that when she felt like she couldn’t continue, she could feel God’s presence give her the strength and will to finish the job.
The other groups were able to also make progress – finishing the roof of one house and beginning a new one, painting one house and priming another, and continuing to replace some boards off of various houses.
Today reaffirmed in us the importance of patience – with each other, with the kids, but most importantly within ourselves. We can’t rush through this expereicne. We need to take it all in, and listen to what God wants us to do.
Monday, July 18, 2011
Let it Begin
Day one of the trip is always my least favorite. There is so much anticipation to get going, but there is also so much waiting around. As the leader, there’s a lot of pressure to make sure everybody is working and has something to do. We weren’t at the site for more than 15 minutes and it felt like I was being pecked to death by chickens, seeking answers to questions that I had no answers to. So I did what I do best, I faked it. And then I prayed for God to give me some guidance on how to make this whole thing work.
So after a little alone time with the man upstairs, I surveyed the situation with the help of some of the veterans of the trip. We quickly set up a home base under the tent, made a list of the big jobs, assigned leaders to paint, roof, and scrape, and began to do what we at Woodside do best - kick some butt!
And as Raoul was going over some details, he showed me the first gardens we build in Rainbow Village back in 2007. I was distraught at what I saw, or thought I saw. It looked totally overgrown with large plants overtaking the entire area. Raoul said, “Can you believe what has happened here?”
I thought, “I can’t believe all of our hard was went to waste and no one took care of it!”
“Look at what YOU started!” he exclaimed. “You guys planted the seed the first time around and motivated the village.” He pointed out to me the sugar cane plants, pumpkin vines, sweet potatoes, and variety of other vegetables. “They have been asking for you to come again to help make it bigger and better than before, and you have answered their prayers.”
The rest of the day became a lot more enjoyable, especially when I returned the last time from the store to see EVERYONE fully engaged in some way or another. Whether it was on the roof, priming and scraping, pulling up weeks and overgrown brush, tearing out rotted wall boards, or playing with the kids, there was a smile on every face (and a lot less questions).
So after a little alone time with the man upstairs, I surveyed the situation with the help of some of the veterans of the trip. We quickly set up a home base under the tent, made a list of the big jobs, assigned leaders to paint, roof, and scrape, and began to do what we at Woodside do best - kick some butt!
And as Raoul was going over some details, he showed me the first gardens we build in Rainbow Village back in 2007. I was distraught at what I saw, or thought I saw. It looked totally overgrown with large plants overtaking the entire area. Raoul said, “Can you believe what has happened here?”
I thought, “I can’t believe all of our hard was went to waste and no one took care of it!”
“Look at what YOU started!” he exclaimed. “You guys planted the seed the first time around and motivated the village.” He pointed out to me the sugar cane plants, pumpkin vines, sweet potatoes, and variety of other vegetables. “They have been asking for you to come again to help make it bigger and better than before, and you have answered their prayers.”
The rest of the day became a lot more enjoyable, especially when I returned the last time from the store to see EVERYONE fully engaged in some way or another. Whether it was on the roof, priming and scraping, pulling up weeks and overgrown brush, tearing out rotted wall boards, or playing with the kids, there was a smile on every face (and a lot less questions).
Sunday, July 17, 2011
Seeing Jesus
One of the questions we ask each day in our devotional is “Where did you see Jesus today?” For the new people on the trip, it’s kind of difficult for some to open their hearts to see Jesus working. But having been on this trip for so many years, I’ve experienced this many times. Typically, it occurs during the church service, and it happened again today.
Our verse for the week is 1 John 3:18, “Dear children, do not love with words or speech, but in actions and in truth.” Reverend Lewis from St. Paul’s Methodist Church didn’t quote this verse, but he came pretty darn close. His message today was “Can good overcome evil?” And within the first few minutes he was talking about how many people say they are good, but don’t really do anything. He commanded us to take action, and by doing good deeds we will be able to defeat evil. The hair on my arms stood up, and I could feel a tingling all over my body. The murmurs from the group could be heard behind me, “That’s what our verse is.” Pretty cool.
Later in the day, we were able to head out to the beach for “God in Nature” day. But unfortunately, the initial plans did not come to fruition. Randy, Raoul’s brother, owns the boat that is used to take us out to the fishing traps and snorkeling location, but it has a broken part, so plans had to change. I don’t want you to feel bad for us because we were still able to spend 2 ½ hours swimming and playing in the cove, eating hamburgers and hot dogs, and just having some great fellowship time.
Where is Jesus in that? For me, it was in the laughter of the team, the new relationships that were being formed, and the positive attitude that everyone showed.
Finally, one of the biggest concerns that we had was how in the world would we be able to fit all 47 of us on the bus. (We now have 47 members because we adopted Lydia, the intern from Seabring, FL, who was rooming with Clare this past two weeks.) Well this morning as we boarded the bus for church, we discovered that it had EXACTLY 47 seats. Made it a lot easier to take a headcount. That’s what we call a God-wink.
This week we’ll be looking for Jesus in all facets of our work. Can’t wait to see Him again.
Our verse for the week is 1 John 3:18, “Dear children, do not love with words or speech, but in actions and in truth.” Reverend Lewis from St. Paul’s Methodist Church didn’t quote this verse, but he came pretty darn close. His message today was “Can good overcome evil?” And within the first few minutes he was talking about how many people say they are good, but don’t really do anything. He commanded us to take action, and by doing good deeds we will be able to defeat evil. The hair on my arms stood up, and I could feel a tingling all over my body. The murmurs from the group could be heard behind me, “That’s what our verse is.” Pretty cool.
Later in the day, we were able to head out to the beach for “God in Nature” day. But unfortunately, the initial plans did not come to fruition. Randy, Raoul’s brother, owns the boat that is used to take us out to the fishing traps and snorkeling location, but it has a broken part, so plans had to change. I don’t want you to feel bad for us because we were still able to spend 2 ½ hours swimming and playing in the cove, eating hamburgers and hot dogs, and just having some great fellowship time.
Where is Jesus in that? For me, it was in the laughter of the team, the new relationships that were being formed, and the positive attitude that everyone showed.
Finally, one of the biggest concerns that we had was how in the world would we be able to fit all 47 of us on the bus. (We now have 47 members because we adopted Lydia, the intern from Seabring, FL, who was rooming with Clare this past two weeks.) Well this morning as we boarded the bus for church, we discovered that it had EXACTLY 47 seats. Made it a lot easier to take a headcount. That’s what we call a God-wink.
This week we’ll be looking for Jesus in all facets of our work. Can’t wait to see Him again.
Saturday, July 16, 2011
No Joke
I like jokes, but doesn’t everybody. I’m always up for a good laugh. So this morning at about 6:30 I thought someone was trying to play a little joke on me. As I’m in the luggage bay under the bus, Kim reveals to me that her passport fell out of her bag and is in her car. “Ha,” I thought. “Real cute. Make me even more stressed.” But as I turned to look at her, I could tell it was laughing matter. She had a panic stricken look and my heart was breaking for her.
But to our rescue came Helen. “CALL JOHN!” She blurted. “He’ll call LMT police to have them break into her car and he drives so fast he’ll be here in no time.” (I’m paraphrasing for effect.) Within minutes, John called to say he had the passport and was on his way. And by 7:30, a major disaster was averted. Mama Kim was on her way.
When we finally arrived in the Bahamas, the sun beat down on us as we walked across the runway to the concourse. Plans of unpacking the bathing suit were shared, UNTIL… the skies opened up and poured for over an hour. Scurrying across the parking lot to the hotel was an adventure, but we were dry and ready to ride the elevator to the 8th, 9th, and 11th floors, UNTIL… we discovered that the elevators were broken. Forty-five 50 pound bags were dragged up all those flights of stairs all without a bit of hesitation.
But before I had a chance to get started moving bags, my duties as the team nurse had begun. Audrey stubbed her big toe and it became a bloody mess. It looked A LOT worse than it really was. After some quick cleaning and a little liquid band-aid (thanks Carrie!), she was off carrying more bags.
After a few moments to recover and get our heart rates to normal, the sky opened up and the sun began to shine again. We quickly raced to the beach for some time before dinner, which was of course an awesome Karen Armbrister meal.
We played some icebreakers, found our groups for devotionals and games, and had the LONGEST initiation ever. The night ended with an hour of fellowship, singing, games, and candy in my room. At most I think there were almost 30 people. And all of laughing was authentic – no joking.
If you have the opportunity, please make a comment. The kids really enjoy hearing what you have to say from home. THANKS!!
But to our rescue came Helen. “CALL JOHN!” She blurted. “He’ll call LMT police to have them break into her car and he drives so fast he’ll be here in no time.” (I’m paraphrasing for effect.) Within minutes, John called to say he had the passport and was on his way. And by 7:30, a major disaster was averted. Mama Kim was on her way.
When we finally arrived in the Bahamas, the sun beat down on us as we walked across the runway to the concourse. Plans of unpacking the bathing suit were shared, UNTIL… the skies opened up and poured for over an hour. Scurrying across the parking lot to the hotel was an adventure, but we were dry and ready to ride the elevator to the 8th, 9th, and 11th floors, UNTIL… we discovered that the elevators were broken. Forty-five 50 pound bags were dragged up all those flights of stairs all without a bit of hesitation.
But before I had a chance to get started moving bags, my duties as the team nurse had begun. Audrey stubbed her big toe and it became a bloody mess. It looked A LOT worse than it really was. After some quick cleaning and a little liquid band-aid (thanks Carrie!), she was off carrying more bags.
After a few moments to recover and get our heart rates to normal, the sky opened up and the sun began to shine again. We quickly raced to the beach for some time before dinner, which was of course an awesome Karen Armbrister meal.
We played some icebreakers, found our groups for devotionals and games, and had the LONGEST initiation ever. The night ended with an hour of fellowship, singing, games, and candy in my room. At most I think there were almost 30 people. And all of laughing was authentic – no joking.
If you have the opportunity, please make a comment. The kids really enjoy hearing what you have to say from home. THANKS!!
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
Christmas in July
There are certain days in the year that we all look forward – Christmas, birthdays, last days of school, etc. Each one of those days elicit some pretty cool memories of years past, and also lead to some crazy expectations when they come up again. (Luckily for me, I still get to enjoy the last day of school feeling every year.) Well there is another day that creates so much excitement I can barely contain myself – Day 1 of this trip.
On the days leading up to this trip, like kids the week before Christmas, I’m pretty much on pins and needles in anticipation. Knowing what has happened in years past, and the great things we have accomplished, make it very difficult to contain my emotions. And being the organizer of the trip, it really messes with my sleep patterns. Way too many times have I woken up in a panic thinking I left someone or something, only to take a few deep breaths and realize it’s still a few days away.
Like most people who have been on a mission trip, you know that the work is not going to be easy – physically emotionally, and spiritually. But for some reason we keep coming back for more. I think knowing makes us want to come back. The feeling you get the entire week cannot be duplicated at any time during the rest of the year.
I know that many of my friends and family can get kind of sick of me talking about it. It’s hard from them to relate to what I’m doing if they haven’t done anything like this yet. A lot of them also think that I’m kind of crazy to be doing this year after year. But I can’t help it. Now that I have gotten a taste for this type of work, how can I stop? Now that I have been to a place with so much despair, and the little time we spend there makes such a difference in their lives, how can I not go?
So when this Saturday rolls around, and we are all at the church parking lot at 5 am looking like a group of zombies before dawn, you’ll know why I’m bouncing around like a kid waiting for their parents to get out of bed on Christmas morning. I can’t wait to give the best gift I can think of.
On the days leading up to this trip, like kids the week before Christmas, I’m pretty much on pins and needles in anticipation. Knowing what has happened in years past, and the great things we have accomplished, make it very difficult to contain my emotions. And being the organizer of the trip, it really messes with my sleep patterns. Way too many times have I woken up in a panic thinking I left someone or something, only to take a few deep breaths and realize it’s still a few days away.
Like most people who have been on a mission trip, you know that the work is not going to be easy – physically emotionally, and spiritually. But for some reason we keep coming back for more. I think knowing makes us want to come back. The feeling you get the entire week cannot be duplicated at any time during the rest of the year.
I know that many of my friends and family can get kind of sick of me talking about it. It’s hard from them to relate to what I’m doing if they haven’t done anything like this yet. A lot of them also think that I’m kind of crazy to be doing this year after year. But I can’t help it. Now that I have gotten a taste for this type of work, how can I stop? Now that I have been to a place with so much despair, and the little time we spend there makes such a difference in their lives, how can I not go?
So when this Saturday rolls around, and we are all at the church parking lot at 5 am looking like a group of zombies before dawn, you’ll know why I’m bouncing around like a kid waiting for their parents to get out of bed on Christmas morning. I can’t wait to give the best gift I can think of.
Saturday, June 4, 2011
More than Words
A lot of us, me included, have had some great ideas and plans on how to make a difference. We proclaim that we’ll help do something big - like traveling somewhere that needs extra manpower to recover. In recent years (and weeks) there have been a lot of incidents that have encouraged people to do something about it. My church has been right in the middle of it – sending missionaries to Haiti to aid in their recovery from last year’s earthquake.
But most of us are full of excuses. We seem to talk a great game, but just don’t take action. There is always something standing in the way. “I just don’t have the time.” or “I can’t afford to do something like that.” or “I’d rather help someone in my own country, not a foreigner.” or “I’ll just send a check and let someone else help.” Unfortunately, it’s a lot easier just to turn a blind eye to it all because who is ever going to know if you do anything or not, right?
Up until 6 years ago, I was one of those people. I would donate a little here and there, but I never felt it was my role or responsibility to truly get involved. I had my own problems to worry about - 3 kids, a house, work, and all the other things that go into everyday life. But all that changed when I was asked to be a member of a trip to the Bahamas with the Senior High Youth Group. At first I was hesitant. Why would I want to go to another country with a bunch of high schoolers I barely knew? How would I contribute? And since I was pretty new to the Christian thing, how much “God” stuff would I have to do?
Pretty quickly, my concerns were gone. I fell in love with where I was and what I was doing. Our group did not have to preach or evangelize (whew!) since most of the people we met were already Christians. We were taking action – showing our love for them by being there. Whether we fixed roofs, painted houses, played with kids, or just sat and talked with them, we showed our love by doing. The people who accepted that first challenge came home and shared about their awesome trip. Over the years, the team has had 16, 24, 19, 20, 21, 26, and now 46 members. (85 different people have participated)
So when it came time to prepare this year’s devotional for the trip, it didn’t take long for this verse to almost pop out of my Bible - 1 John 3:18 “Dear children, let us not love with words or speech but with actions and in truth.” Pretty simple yet so powerful. We plan on continuing our tradition of spreading God's love by not only talking the talk, but walking the walk.
I hope that if an opportunity presents itself to you, you won’t give it lip service, but real service. Take some action and be examples of how our Lord shared His love for us – He took action.
But most of us are full of excuses. We seem to talk a great game, but just don’t take action. There is always something standing in the way. “I just don’t have the time.” or “I can’t afford to do something like that.” or “I’d rather help someone in my own country, not a foreigner.” or “I’ll just send a check and let someone else help.” Unfortunately, it’s a lot easier just to turn a blind eye to it all because who is ever going to know if you do anything or not, right?
Up until 6 years ago, I was one of those people. I would donate a little here and there, but I never felt it was my role or responsibility to truly get involved. I had my own problems to worry about - 3 kids, a house, work, and all the other things that go into everyday life. But all that changed when I was asked to be a member of a trip to the Bahamas with the Senior High Youth Group. At first I was hesitant. Why would I want to go to another country with a bunch of high schoolers I barely knew? How would I contribute? And since I was pretty new to the Christian thing, how much “God” stuff would I have to do?
Pretty quickly, my concerns were gone. I fell in love with where I was and what I was doing. Our group did not have to preach or evangelize (whew!) since most of the people we met were already Christians. We were taking action – showing our love for them by being there. Whether we fixed roofs, painted houses, played with kids, or just sat and talked with them, we showed our love by doing. The people who accepted that first challenge came home and shared about their awesome trip. Over the years, the team has had 16, 24, 19, 20, 21, 26, and now 46 members. (85 different people have participated)
So when it came time to prepare this year’s devotional for the trip, it didn’t take long for this verse to almost pop out of my Bible - 1 John 3:18 “Dear children, let us not love with words or speech but with actions and in truth.” Pretty simple yet so powerful. We plan on continuing our tradition of spreading God's love by not only talking the talk, but walking the walk.
I hope that if an opportunity presents itself to you, you won’t give it lip service, but real service. Take some action and be examples of how our Lord shared His love for us – He took action.
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
$50 a gallon?
Gas prices are high, but not that high. A gallon of milk? Even a gallon from Whole Foods isn't that much. So what in the world am I talking about? A gallon of paint. But not here in the states, where you can go to Home Depot and grab one for about $10-15. But that's how much a gallon of paint costs in the Bahamas. But who cares about that? I do.
As many of you know, for each summer since 2005, I’ve been blessed to lead a group of Senior High students to the island on our church’s mission trip where we will help the residents continue to rebuild their homes and lives from past hurricanes. We will do light construction work, like roofing, drywalling, and painting, create village gardens, build fish and lobster traps, and play with the children. But most importantly, we will allow God to work through us and be His hands and feet to support and encourage the local Christians who are desperately seeking help.
This trip requires a hefty financial commitment. The cost this year is $1600 per person, but I am fortunate enough to be able to afford it. Here’s how we break it down: Airfare and bus - $650, lodging and food - $700, supplies $250. Each year, we send down money to pay for building materials and other expenses from the job site. That’s a lot of money and we should be able to get a lot accomplished, but it’s not that easy. You see, there is NOTHING that is produced naturally on the island. Everything must be imported. And because everything is imported, there are HUGE taxes and tariffs placed on these goods. So who pays for it? The consumer. The cost of these supplies is ridiculous compared to The Home Depot or Lowes, so the money goes quick. Now we’re able to get what we need and accomplish our goals during the week, but once we leave, our friends with Karazim Ministries, Raoul and Karen Armbrister, are left with very little to support those in need.
So instead of writing letters, asking for people to sponsor me and my finances, I’m asking that people make donations for specific items. If you are feeling called to do this, and want to contribute, take a look at the list of items and make a check out for the amount of a something in particular. All money that that I raise this year will be given to Karazim ministries so they can use it to help more people, even after we are gone.
Gallon of paint - $50.00 per gallon
Box of nails - $14.00 per box
Bag of dirt - $3.25 - $4.45 per bag
Vegetable seeds - $5.00 per pack
Paint for a house - $300.00 per house
Raised Garden bed for planting - $200.00 per bed
Roofing supplies - Wood $150.00, Felt $35.00 roll, Roofing cement 65.00
Fish traps - $75.00 each
And if you don’t feel called to give money or are having a rough time right now, that’s ok. Just remember to keep us and the people of the Bahamas in your prayers.
As many of you know, for each summer since 2005, I’ve been blessed to lead a group of Senior High students to the island on our church’s mission trip where we will help the residents continue to rebuild their homes and lives from past hurricanes. We will do light construction work, like roofing, drywalling, and painting, create village gardens, build fish and lobster traps, and play with the children. But most importantly, we will allow God to work through us and be His hands and feet to support and encourage the local Christians who are desperately seeking help.
This trip requires a hefty financial commitment. The cost this year is $1600 per person, but I am fortunate enough to be able to afford it. Here’s how we break it down: Airfare and bus - $650, lodging and food - $700, supplies $250. Each year, we send down money to pay for building materials and other expenses from the job site. That’s a lot of money and we should be able to get a lot accomplished, but it’s not that easy. You see, there is NOTHING that is produced naturally on the island. Everything must be imported. And because everything is imported, there are HUGE taxes and tariffs placed on these goods. So who pays for it? The consumer. The cost of these supplies is ridiculous compared to The Home Depot or Lowes, so the money goes quick. Now we’re able to get what we need and accomplish our goals during the week, but once we leave, our friends with Karazim Ministries, Raoul and Karen Armbrister, are left with very little to support those in need.
So instead of writing letters, asking for people to sponsor me and my finances, I’m asking that people make donations for specific items. If you are feeling called to do this, and want to contribute, take a look at the list of items and make a check out for the amount of a something in particular. All money that that I raise this year will be given to Karazim ministries so they can use it to help more people, even after we are gone.
Gallon of paint - $50.00 per gallon
Box of nails - $14.00 per box
Bag of dirt - $3.25 - $4.45 per bag
Vegetable seeds - $5.00 per pack
Paint for a house - $300.00 per house
Raised Garden bed for planting - $200.00 per bed
Roofing supplies - Wood $150.00, Felt $35.00 roll, Roofing cement 65.00
Fish traps - $75.00 each
And if you don’t feel called to give money or are having a rough time right now, that’s ok. Just remember to keep us and the people of the Bahamas in your prayers.
Sunday, February 6, 2011
44? Really God?
During our trip in 2009, I spoke at length with Raoul about the progress Karazim Ministries was making. It wasn't very promising. In the 5 years that we had been going to the Bahamas, the number of groups had dropped from 15 to 5, with ours the largest at 21. This was not very encouraging news.
So what did I do? I opened my big mouth. Or God opened my big mouth. While we were at our Wednesday church service, I was asked to speak to the congregation. I promised that within 5 years we would triple the number of participants and I challenged each of the team members to spread the word outside of Woodside.
Last year, our team grew to 26 members, but we still didn't reach outside of our comfort zone. But last year something happened. Raoul inspired this group with some simple words - "Each one, reach one." And I challenged them to share more about the trip to others. Well, I guess what they said had a pretty big impact because this year we have reached a record of 44 members, with 22 of them first-timers. (Boy is initiation going to take a LONG time)
Not only has the number of Woodside members increased, but this year we have 6 members from Titusville Presbyterian Church, the first time we've partnered up with another church. Additionally, there are 5 more team members that do not attend Woodside.
My goal was to have 63 by the summer of 2014. At this rate, we'll be there next year. People often say, "God doesn't give you more than you can handle." But to take a quote from Pastor Doug, "Of course God gives you more than you can handle - how else would you learn to depend on Him alone?"
So what did I do? I opened my big mouth. Or God opened my big mouth. While we were at our Wednesday church service, I was asked to speak to the congregation. I promised that within 5 years we would triple the number of participants and I challenged each of the team members to spread the word outside of Woodside.
Last year, our team grew to 26 members, but we still didn't reach outside of our comfort zone. But last year something happened. Raoul inspired this group with some simple words - "Each one, reach one." And I challenged them to share more about the trip to others. Well, I guess what they said had a pretty big impact because this year we have reached a record of 44 members, with 22 of them first-timers. (Boy is initiation going to take a LONG time)
Not only has the number of Woodside members increased, but this year we have 6 members from Titusville Presbyterian Church, the first time we've partnered up with another church. Additionally, there are 5 more team members that do not attend Woodside.
My goal was to have 63 by the summer of 2014. At this rate, we'll be there next year. People often say, "God doesn't give you more than you can handle." But to take a quote from Pastor Doug, "Of course God gives you more than you can handle - how else would you learn to depend on Him alone?"
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