Saturday, June 23, 2007
Outreach again
Thursday, May 31, 2007
Morocco, part 1
Our guide (who is a fellow "worker" from Argentina) in typical Moroccan garb walking past a rather interesting sign in Meknes.
This is Buahmed, a tiny town on the north Mediteranean coast of Morocco where we spent a few days painting the town school. I should be getting more pictures of the school later.
The last several days of our outreach were spent in a town called Chefchauen. It is a tourist town. It has a rather interesting atmosphere. On the one hand, it has all of the signs of typical Moroccan life. On the other hand the money from the tourism has allowed them to make the town a little bit nicer than the typical town in Morocco. For example, all the streets in the touristy part of town are all painted sky blue and white. It's pretty cool. On the other hand, most of the tourists are there to get the drugs that the town has to offer. It is rather hard to walk down the street very far without being offered hashish and pot. We got a few strange looks from both locals and tourists for not accepting. For the most part, our "mission" in this town was just to be praying for the town. Some of us had opportunities to talk to some of the tourists about spiritual things. One of us talked to an Israeli guy who was staying in our hotel and got him excited about looking for Jesus in the Old Testament, especially Isaiah. That was cool.
Well, this is a typical street in Chefchauen. As you can see, there is a Moroccan carrying a huge pile of sticks on his back.
One day, some of us climbed up the side of a mountain next to the city. Here are a couple pictures of me at the top. It was beautiful and fun.
Monday, May 28, 2007
Back to the old grind
Well, more later, but for now I have to go.
Friday, April 20, 2007
Eternal Life
One of my roommates came to the DTS not really knowing what he was getting himself into. He’s a Spaniard and his name is Cristian; but when he came to attend the DTS, he wasn’t a Christian. Last night, my other roommate, Guilhermo, and I stayed up really late last night with Cristian explaining to him some of the things that we have been taught throughout the school. Cristian had already kind of prayed the “sinner’s prayer” earlier in the DTS; but he didn’t really understand what it means to be a Christian. We basically explained the Gospel with him using the things that the man who was teaching this week taught.
Cristain
We told him about how God created the world and put humanity in charge of everything. We explained how when humanity sinned in Adam and Eve, we, in effect, gave Satan the dominion that God had given to us. We explained that bad things happen not because God wanted them to happen, but because the world actually changed when we sinned because we gave Satan the authority to do bad things when we sinned. We explained that, by sinning, we rebelled against God, placing ourselves out of the wonderful world that God made for us into a new world of evil, essentially telling God that we didn’t want Him or anything from Him. We explained that, since God wants us to have everything good, being away from God's will is being away from everything good. We explained how God had a plan of salvation for humanity from the beginning. We explained how the God gave us the Law, the Ten Commandments, so that we would know that we have sinned. We explained how this knowledge of sin allows us to know our need for God; for example, we can know that we have sinned because we know that we have lied. We explained that since sin caused separation from God we are separated from God and the life that He wants for us. We explained that, although we have sinned, God still loved us so much that He sent His only begotten Son to live the sinless life that we didn't live and die the death that we deserve so that if we believe in Him we will not perish, but have eternal life, the life of Jesus. We explained the terms redemption and propitiation and justification and adoption to the family of God in a way that he could understand. We explained that God sent His Son, Jesus, as a sacrifice, or payment, for our sin (propitiation) to purchase us from the slave market of sin (redemption) so that we could be proclaimed not guilty of our sins (justification) so that we could have a relationship with Him (adoption). We explained that being a Christian is not just having Jesus as Savior--or Rescuer—but it also means having Him as Lord--or boss. We explained that being a Christian is having the life of Jesus--eternal life. We explained that this is not adding Jesus to your life, but exchanging your life for His life. We explained that you actually have to give your life to God in order to have eternal life just as Jesus gave us His life. We explained that the eternal life that we have in Jesus is not just living forever but it is having a relationship with the Father, like Jesus had a relationship with the Father. We explained that having a relationship with God doesn’t mean that we will live a “nice” life but that it means that, like Jesus, we have obey the commands of God and take up our own proverbial "cross"; basically, we, like Jesus, have to die to ourselves. We explained that it isn’t unfair of God to ask this of us because it is no more than what He asked of His Son, Jesus and that He doesn’t ask us to do anything that He doesn’t also give us the ability to do. We explained that, like Jesus, we obey the commands of God because, like Jesus, we have a relationship with Him and we love Him. We explained that this is part of what it means to have eternal life. Of course we also explained that having the life of Jesus means that, in Him, we share in His divine nature. We have His Holy Spirit living inside of us and we will reign with Him forever.
Friday, April 6, 2007
Evangelism Week
Yesterday, we went to a big park in Madrid and set up a couple of tables. At one table we gave away free coffee with milk and at the other we had a sign that said “free prayer.” Practically the whole time we were there, we had some of us singing worship songs and playing guitar. One young lady who saw the sign stopped and after a brief conversation with Alba, one of the students, prayed to accept Christ. It was cool. I heard part of the conversation. It went something like this. “What’s this?” “We are giving away free prayer. Would you like me to pray for you?” “Sure.” “Okay, is there anything in particular you would like me to pray for?” “No.” “Would you like to pray to accept Jesus into your heart?” “Yes.” And from there, Alba explained the gospel a little and led her in the “sinner’s prayer.” It was cool. It emboldened me to be a bit more direct when talking to people. A bit later, I saw a man watching the worship, and walked up to him. After a short conversation about who we were, and what we were doing, I asked him if he wanted to accept Jesus. He said yes, so I called one of the native Spanish speakers to come and lead him in prayer. The man was a Peruvian named Freddy. I hope to see him again. Tonight we will go to the train station here in Torrejón and do something similar to what we did in the park yesterday.
This is Alba; she's from Spain
This is Margarita (Chile), ready for battle with the dirty windshields
Vikky (England)
Guilhermo (Brazil)
Don't ask me what Jona (Spanish) and Alba are doing, maybe it's spiritual warfare or something
Handing tracts to drivers
Rebekka (Faroe Islands)
Maria José (Chile) Carlos (Spain) and Alba talk to an intrigued passerby
Sunday, March 18, 2007
Wednesday, February 28, 2007
I Still Have My Computer
“Okay, don’t tell me,” I said. Geez, it seemed like a fair enough question. I knew Spaniards weren’t exactly friendly to strangers but, wow, this is strange.
It was a beautiful day. It was about 1:50pm (Madrid time). I was sitting on the ground on top of the “mountain” in the park behind the YWAM base thinking about the class we had just had and writing a few thoughts on my laptop. The class had been about the cross of Christ. The class was really good. In fact, I actually cried in it. (In case you don’t know, I don’t cry often, but thinking of the cross does occasionally bring tears to my eyes. This happened when the teacher was talking about the meaning of the last words of Christ, “My God, My God, why have you forsaken Me?”)
“I want money,” the young man said.
Ah, yes of course, he’s robbing me!
“Sorry, I don’t even have a cent on me right now,” I said, truthfully.
“Oh, I sorry,” he responded, pointing to my laptop. “I going to have to take dat, den.”
I laughed nervously. “Yeah, I don’t think so.”
“No, give it to me.”
“Why should I?”
“If you not give me dat, I punk you.”
Okay, good. He doesn’t have any weapons.
“You’re going to punch me, are you?” I asked, standing up. He stood up also. He came up to about my shoulders. What a sad theft attempt. He’s alone, unarmed, smaller than me. Poor rich kid.
“Take off your glasses,” he tells me. “I not want dem break.” I took off my glasses cautiously watching him. He didn’t hit me. The act reminded me of Inigo Montoya, the Spanish fencing prodigy in the Princess Bride, when he helped the man in the black to get to the top of the cliff and even waited for him to clean out his shoes before attacking him.
“Okay, hit me,” he said.
Isn’t that your job? I thought. “Uhhh, no,” I said aloud. "I'm not going to hit you."
“Hit me, hit me,” he insisted.
“No,” I said. “Hold on a sec. I’m going to put the computer in the bag so we don’t break it while we’re fighting.” I kneeled down and put the computer in my backpackThen I stood back up, ready to fight or flee. We looked at each other. Then he looked behind me squinting.
“F***ing police!” he muttered. He repeated his interjection once or twice and slowly began to walk away. I looked around. I didn’t see anything.
“Thanks, Lord,” I said and walked back home for lunch.