50 Years!

50-yearsNot that I have not done it before, but today, the 50th anniversary of when Ruth and I looked into one another’s eyes and said softly but confidently, “I do take thee.. come what may.”, I will try to consolidate some of what God has shown me throughout our marriage.

I remember as a 19 year old, before Ruth and I began our relationship, that I prayed, “Lord, I want a Proverbs 31 Wife- one whose worth is far more than rubies…whose husband can have full confidence in her… who brings him good, not harm all the days of her life.” The Lord showed me later that the real problem is not in finding such a rare wife but rather the real challenge is in being the kind of husband who allows those kind of virtues to develop.

And God answered my prayer and gave me Ruth who fits the Proverbs 31 description perfectly. The end of this passage in Proverbs 31:10-31 states, “Her children arise and call her blessed; her husband also and he praises her.” Sometimes at the end of a meal I would say to the children, “Let us practice Proverbs 31.” At that point we would all stand up and say to Ruth, “You are Blessed.” She would always wave us down at this point, protesting that she did not want the fanfare.

I used to think if I could be a psychiatrist and pastor I would be able to be a good husband and father. But I discovered that neither of these roles made me a good partner. In fact she might have said “ Do not analyze me or do not preach to me. “ Actually I do not recall her saying either of these things for I learned early on that my role was to be by her side and not to attempt to be her therapist or her pastor. I discovered that what made our love blossom in our courtship was also required to make it continue to grow and prosper. And that was simply the gift of being present to one another; to listen carefully and lovingly and to respond always with love and concern. I recall thinking that for money I would give my clients my undivided attention for an hour. I would allow no interruptions;. I would allow no regrets from the past or anxieties about the future to intrude. I would listen as well as I knew how and I would respond in the most helpful way possible. But sometimes for the one I loved the most, I would fail to give what I gave my clients.

It never occurred to me that Ruth might at some time divorce me or that at some point I might want to divorce her. Rather our commitment was absolute and for a lifetime. Ruth’s love and commitment created a safe place for me to continue my journey of maturing. When we married I was 21 and Ruth was age 22. I did not know myself and I had a lot of blindspots. Ruth believed in me and loved me. This allowed me to take risks. And by taking risks I was able to learn and to mature. I always believed Ruth to be wise and capable; so if she affirmed me, I could more confidently take the risks of expressing myself outside of our safe relationship. If my feelings were hurt in the process of expressing myself in the marketplaces of life, I always knew that I could count on Ruth for comfort and affirmation. Her words were more important to me than an anti- anxiety or anti-depressant medication. Her words comforted and healed and encouraged me forward.

Although our relationship was secure, I learned not to take it for granted. I learned that I needed God’s grace and reminders to be present to Ruth and not to be so busy with everyone else that I had no time with her. If I was away, I called her at least once and usually twice a day, be if from Africa or India or from the nearby prison where I might be putting in a long day at work. And we both were careful to protect one another’s feelings in the public arena. I would never make Ruth the subject of a joke to my friends. And we kept short accounts. If either of us were even mildly offended by something the other had said or done, we quickly resolved it and came into peace with one another, “before the sun went down.”

And today as I reflected on our marriage, I realized that we have throughout the years practiced, Matthew 18:19-20, “Again, I tell you that if two of you on earth agree about anything you ask for, it will be done for you by my Father in heaven. For where two or three come together in my name, there am I with them.” God has made it very simple to experience His favor and blessing. If only two people come into agreement with Him and with each other, God will answer their prayers. So, as husband and wife, Ruth and I were always the “two of you on earth” coming into agreement about everything: our children, our grandchildren, our finances, our purchases, or giving, our work, our travel. And we always did this with the foundational awareness that what we were agreeing on was what God was wanting to do.

So today we celebrate the faithfulness of the Lord. He has done what He said He would do. He has given us a blessed marriage, a blessed family, a blessed church, blessed friends and even blessed enemies.

Blessed be the name of the Lord.

And in conclusion we place God’s blessing on you our friends (Numbers 6:24-27, The Message) : “God bless you and keep you, God smile on you and gift you, God look you full in the face and make you prosper.”

And God promises that when this blessing is placed on His people by their elders, “I will confirm it by blessing them.”

So expect a blessing!

Fishers of Men

fishers-of-menI feel as though I have been traveling in the biblical book of Acts this week with a flow of reports of signs, wonders and miracles. I have been talking with persons, many of whom a year and a half ago were unclear about their direction in life. During their training at Ukunda Missions School (UMS) they received input from teachers from all over the world and they received practical training in evangelism during which they saw hundreds come to the Lord through their efforts. Following the seven month training at UMS they were energized and anointed by the Holy Spirit to go to the nations of the world with the Gospel.

Ten of these first year graduates are now missionaries working from four bases established along the eastern coast of Kenya. The missionaries pray over the town, connect with the town elders and then systematically make door to door visits. They then establish house fellowships for Discovery Based Bible Study. There has been an abundant response to their efforts.

The missionaries gave reports of supernatural healing. One missionary was pondering how he could communicate with a man he just met. He noted that the man was blind and needed to be led everywhere. The missionary sensed that God wanted to heal this man. He asked the man and his family if he could pray for him, assuring them that God could heal him. I will pray in Jesus name.”

They said,“No problem, just pray.”

The missionary prayed, “Oh Lord in Jesus name, I speak healing. He is blind but I know you will heal him in Jesus name.” Although the blind man was not immediately healed, the missionary left with joy and confidence that the Lord would answer his prayer.

The next day the missionary was located by the man’s brother who informed him that his brother could now see and could move around the house to take care of his daily business without being led, for the first time in 17 years. Subsequent to this, the man who had been blind and his brother became followers of Jesus.

Another missionary on a house to house visit asked a stranger if she could speak with her. The woman responded that she did not wish to talk about Jesus. The missionary responded, “ Could you give me a minute to tell you what I wish to talk about and then you can decide if you wish to talk further based on what I have said.”

The woman agreed and the missionary shared briefly; however this led to a prolonged conversation which ended with the woman praying to receive Jesus. The missionary then prayed over her and left.

Several days later the missionary learned from a contact on the street that this new Christian was trying to find her to inform her that when she prayed to receive Christ earlier that week she had at the same time been healed of a chronic bleeding disorder of one year’s duration. The missionary had not known of the bleeding disorder at the time of the prayer for salvation.

The missionaries joyfully reported the day by direction by the Holy Spirit and empowerment to do things they had never thought possible. They pray about every step, “Lord show us which houses to visit today; show us what to say…” And God intimately guides those who cast the details of their lives upon Him.

As I spoke with the missionaries I recalled Paul’s words that “God has chosen the foolish things of the world to confound the wise and He has chosen the weak things of the world to confound the things which are mighty…” These missionaries whom I last saw a year ago at their graduation are now mighty in word and deed under the training and guidance of the Holy Spirit. They go everywhere preaching the Gospel.

“We have the favor of God; we are called to posses the Land; we have no fear!”, proclaimed one of the missionaries.

Blessed be the name of the Lord.

Close to Garissa Tragedy

We just checked into a motel in Kilifi, near the Indian Ocean, which is about five hours from Garissa. I was distressed to learn that 147 students have been killed today in an attack by al-Shabab militants on Garissa University in north-eastern Kenya.

I asked myself the question: “How does one carrying Christ’s love respond to such a situation. Someone has said, “In order to make a difference we need to be different.”

And Christ called us to be different. He said, “Love your enemies and pray for those who persecute you that you may be sons of your Father who is in heaven; for he makes his sun rise on the evil and on the good and sends rain on the just and the unjust. For if you love those who love you, what reward have you? Do not even the tax collectors do the same? Matt. 5: 43-46.

But what does that look like in this situation? I am still listening for His voice?Cl

Laying Aside Our Glory

Powerful graduation service at Ukunda Missions School on Saturday. After the graduates received their diplomas, Vaughn Martin, the director of the school, commissioned the students. In so doing, he instructed the graduates to take off their caps and gowns and to follow Christ, who laid aside His glory as the path to His destiny. For God resists the proud but gives grace to the humble.

Superficial Judgement

We had the opportunity to meet many interesting and amazing people on our recent trip to Belgium. However on the way home I had a different kind of opportunity which I completely missed.

Long flights can allow for interesting conversations and connections with people who were strangers before the flight. On my recent eleven hour flight home from Istanbul to Washington DC, the Lord revealed my heart to me. I did not like what I saw and I wept when I saw it.

This revelation came to me this morning as I pondered Isaiah chapter 53.

On the plane a woman sat slightly back from me to my right across the aisle. She appeared dirty; she appeared “out of it.” I was certain there was an unpleasant odor about her. I hid my face from her. I did not look at her except out of the corner of my eye. I despised her; I turned away from her. I said to myself. Must I endure this odor; this uncleanness; this disgusting presence for eleven hours. I am trapped here; I cannot easily get away.

But what if she had been Jesus? What if she were an angel in disguise sent by God to test my faith and my love.

Had she been attractive, had she been engaging, had she appeared to have something in this world, I would not have hidden my face from her. I would’ve been helpful; I would’ve been appropriately attentive. I would have made pleasant conversation with her.

Jesus “had no beauty or majesty to attract us to him. Nothing in his appearance that we should desire him. He was despised and rejected by mankind, (including the likes of me.). He was a man of suffering and familiar with pain. Like one from whom people hide their faces, He was despised and we held him in low esteem. Yet who of his generation protested?”

I would not have protested even had they removed this woman from the plane.

“Surely he took up our pain and bore our suffering, yet we considered him punished by God, stricken by him and afflicted.”

What if this woman appeared the way she did because she was trying to help her family, sacrificing her interest for the sake of others and I considered her to be the way she was because of her own bad decisions; her own deficiencies and defects.

I heard no protest from this woman throughout the flight she did not open her mouth to protest anything.

Jesus was “oppressed and afflicted yet he did not open his mouth.”

Oh Lord, I have gone astray. I have superficially judged a person created by you in your own image. I have turned to my own way. I am one from whom you should hide your face.

Yet you have laid my sin on Jesus and he willingly bore my sin and makes intercession for me a transgressor.

Thank you, God, for your mercy upon me, from whom you have not turned your face. Rather, because of Jesus, you allow me to come directly into your presence and to find favor with you.

May I show your favor to those you bring into my path today, the attractive and the unattractive.

The Holy Spirit Inventor

ear-scratcherI met a man; a warm and grandfatherly figure, of 62 years. His name is Cors Ephraim and his wife is named Coby. They live in Holland. He and his wife are passionately committed to following Jesus. Cors believes that the Holy Spirit is the source of creative inspiration. He credits God for his successful family practice of medicine in which he prays with and ministers to his patients. From these relationships he has planted a community church, which he and his wife pastor. In response to his patients’ needs he experienced the Holy Spirit’s direction in inventing a device to safely clean the wax from the ear canal. He calls it the “ear scratcher” but in Anglo Saxon part of the world where he is now marketing the device, he calls it the “Ear Pal.” He has already sold hundreds of thousands of these devices. He sends them out from his home. He has not yet developed contacts to market the device in the States. (I need one of these.)

Cors’ heart is to follow the Spirit in all areas of his life. He is now part of a developing network of pastors in Belgium, the Netherlands and France. My son, Vaughn, and his wife Ilona, are a founding part of this pastors’ network. Ruth and I traveled from Brussels to Ghent to the home of Arwie Koops, a Belgium pastor, who with his wife, Marleem, hosted the Sunday evening of prayer and discernment for the pastors network. Ruth and I were invited to share with this group our experiences in participating in the development of networks of pastors and churches. I emphasized the importance of covenant whereby we commit to seek one another’s welfare and wellbeing even at our own expense. “Greater love has no one than this, than to lay down one’s life for his friends.”

The evening concluded with intense prayer for Karl one of Vaughn’s close friends, a 35 year old businessman/ pastor member of the network who is critically ill in an intensive care unit with an acute infectious lung disorder.

The Holy Spirit is a genius. He has an answer for every situation if we but ask Him. And He is always connecting us with our inheritance in the Body of Christ. I thank God for this divine connection with this European pastors’ network. (Actually Cors has been to the States to learn from the ministry of Alejandro Colendres who ministered with us at LifeGate, our home church, just two weeks ago. What a connector is the Holy Spirit! )

Inked

 

 

This morning I pinkedinked2reached at Capital Worship Ctr., Brussels,Belgium, where my son Vaughn and his wife Ilona are the pastors. God met us there.

After the service I met a homeless man there who had fled from his African country because his artistic work had offended the government. Two months ago he accepted Jesus and has been coming to the church since.

After the service I asked him to draw my portrait and I gave them a gift for doing so. I was not offended by the result. I’ll let you judge his work.

 

Interruptions in Istanbul

Ruth, Bethany and Eden along with hundreds of others,watching the board for time and gate of our departure.

Istanbul AirportWe finally made it out of Istanbul about 24 hours after we were initially to have left. After hours of standing in various lines and trying to sleep on the floor of the airport our standby tickets were all converted to guaranteed seats for the four of us. I still cannot believe it but I am certain it was a result of the many prayers offered in our behalf.

Turkey has not had a storm like this for 10-20 years. We got in on the tail end of the three day storm. Turkish Airlines which flies into more countries than any other airline in the world cancelled 200 flights. They fed us well and tried to put us all up in hotels. But after waiting several hours in a line that seemed a half mile long, we were told there was no more hotel rooms available in Istanbul. This turned out to be an unexpected blessing for had we gone to a hotel we may have been stranded there and unable to pursue a seat in today’s flight out of Istanbul.

You may wonder why we flew to Belgium by way of Istanbul in the first place. We did it to save $300 on each of the four tickets. But by the end it seemed so impossible to compete against thousands who were equally desperate that I was willing to spend an extra thousand just to get out of this situation. But God had mercy on us and the experience cost us no more than time and stress. And I can testify that the sermon I preached this past Sunday is true: God’s grace is sufficient for us in every “thorn” we face. In fact we are strengthened by them. I found myself thanking Him in the middle of this experience for the opportunity to have experienced this interruption. We met some amazing people and we had the bonding with our granddaughter’s of experiencing this ‘fellowship of suffering” together. Praise be to God.

Now it is almost 2 am and I am ready to sleep in a real bed.

Changing Family Culture

Changing Family Culture

I find that changing the culture of a family gathering can be one of the most difficult tasks one can face. This year two of our four children with seven of our fourteen grandchildren were at our home for Thanksgiving celebrations. These times are always good. But this year I wanted more significant interaction between the generations. My prayer was “Heavenly Father show me how to lead the family in a time of significant interaction and sharing.” He gave me the following inspiration.

I called the family together and announced a series of contests in which the grandchildren ages 8 to 18 would participate. The adults would be the judges and every one would receive a prize for participation.

The first contest was based on the story of the ten lepers in Luke 17. “Imagine you are one of the nine lepers. You hear that Jesus asked why you had not come back to give Him thanks. You text him back in 25 words or less and tell him why you did not come back and give thanks as did the Samaritan. What do you text him?”

The grandchildren all entered into the exercises with enthusiasm and good humor. The responses were thoughtful and hilarious. The 8 year old stated, “i didn’t come because I had to go to a funeral and I was the pastor for it.” Another stated ”…While I was running in joy, I tripped and broke my foot. So can you heal me again?”

I based the final question on the story in Mark 10 in which Jesus asked the blind man, “What do you want me to do for you?” I said, “You are sitting by the road and Jesus comes by. He stops and looks at you. With a smile He says “What do you want me to do for you?” What do you ask of Him in 25 words or less.”

Here the responses became serious and heart felt: “I want to be touched by Him”. “I want the power of God to be shown through me.” “ I want to get closer to God.” “I want to be healed.”

I then had each one in turn sit on a chair in the center of the group. The parents and cousins gathered around and prayed over the one in the center and gave blessings and prophetic words.

God breathed on this time together. All later stated that it had been a very meaningful time.

And I… I praised God for His faithfulness in answering my prayer for a spiritually significant family time.

 

Chale Island, a Paradise

resort 2resortresort 3Chale Island, a paradise. 

Staff here say that Americans seldom come here. Most tourists are European.We are now at a beach hotel, I am three floors up sleeping on a balcony overlooking the beautiful Indian Ocean. Strong ocean breezes and sound of high tide dashing against the shore. Hotel has 25% occupancy because of terrorism. Rates are down. 75 dollars for a night which includes lavish food. Sad for them; good for us.

Hotel is on an island. We arrived here at low tide on a tractor and wagon.

 

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