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! )

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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.

Reflections Following Anabaptist Renewal Circles Meeting in Hartville January 16-17, 2015

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Reflections Following Anabaptist Renewal Circles Meeting in Hartville January 16-17, 2015

Five hundred years ago Europe was in crisis: feudalism was breaking up, the monopoly  of the  Catholic church was breaking up; new winds of freedom were blowing; the Turks were threatening from the east.

Would the people of Europe truly find God or would they come under new gods that would prove more destructive than the dark ages from which they had just come?

At this moment  the light shone. And God in His grace raised up a remnant who were determined to overcome by the blood of the lamb, the word of their  testimony and not esteeming their lives unto death.

A powerful  movement began to sweep Europe. The movement was focused on the  Presence of Jesus; it was  Spirit- empowered; it was radical ( non-compromising); it was grounded in Scripture.  It was characterized by signs and wonders and miracles. It swept through Switzerland, Germany and Holland. Thousands were impacted by the movement.  A leader  baptized 3,000 on one occasion. At one time 25 percent of the area that is now Belgium and Holland identified with this new Anabaptist movement.

God was giving Europe  the opportunity to enter into a vibrant relationship with Himself  that could save them from  godlessness and even from the ultimate devastation of two world wars.

But after only ten short years, this powerful new movement received a destructive blow by Satan, the archenemy of revival. At Munster, Germany,  the Anabaptists followed charismatic, but deceived, leaders to their eternal shame and destruction, leaders who attempted to forcibly establish the Kingdom of God on earth.

Menno Simons, a former Catholic priest,  worked tirelessly, especially in the Netherlands to pick up the pieces after the Munster rebellion to establish this scattered people firmly on the Word of  God.  In so doing, he made a shift which appeared necessary, and even good at the time. This shift had the ultimate effect of hindering this new move from being the movement God  had intended to sweep Europe. Menno Simons shifted from a  focus  on the living Presence of Christ  to an emphasis on becoming a holy church, of getting it right and doing it right.

Consequently the people, instead of crying out to God for revelation and power and holiness created by His Spirit, became preoccupied with avoiding another Munster. As a result these people became  known as the “quiet of the land,” a good people, hard working and conscientious, people of their word and of the Word.

Truth was still found among the Anabaptists however. In fact “many radical men and women of faith  went to martyrs deaths with courageous witness in both the Netherlands and in Switzerland long after Munster. And there were significant revivals with great ingathering during the next 150 years at least.” (in written communication from Richard Showalter,missiologist)

But this people,for the most part, no longer had a vision to change nations and impact the world with the glorious Gospel of Jesus Christ. By the time  of Menno Simons’ death, most Anabaptists had disagreed with some other Anabaptist over “how to get and keep it right” and had been excommunicated at least once by some other Anabaptist. Even as the impact of Munster powerfully affected the movement, the teachings of Menno Simons also affected the movement much beyond his immediate area of ministry.

And now, over five hundred years later, we are again in crisis. After two devastating  World Wars we face the real possibility in Europe of the revival of Neo-Nazism and racial hatred and genocide like we have not seen before.  And in America, once considered a Christian nation and the hope of Europe, we face the loss of the Christian foundations of our society. And we face confusion and anarchy here like we have never known before.

But thanks be to God!!

God is once again raising up a radical people who  are bonded to Him  by the covenant blood of the Lamb and who fearlessly speak the testimony of the Gospel even though it mean their deaths. God is once again starting, not a denomination, but a movement.  And He is breathing on people all over the world in varied religious traditions.  And, praise be to God, He is also breathing on the smoldering embers of many in the Mennonite  Church in starting that movement.

But God needs more than  good people and  good Mennonites and good Anabaptists. He wants radical disciples who live in His presence  and who then are propelled into the market places of the world with the radical message of Peter and John, good men who were transformed by the Spirit ( and by ‘devoting themselves to the apostles teaching, and to the fellowship and to the breaking of bread and to prayer’ Acts 2:42-47 ) and who could say:

“Look at us; we have something for you. We have life and healing and the transforming power of the gospel of Jesus Christ. Do not look at our past;  do not look at our heritage; do not look at our personal strengths or failures. Look at the Christ in us, who is the hope of glory.  World, we have something for you. Look at us!” Acts 3:4.

It is time. Time to seek His face; time to wait in his presence till he baptizes us anew with the Holy Spirit and with fire. It is time to ask for incredibly big things; time to seek a revelation of HIs love and power that will transform us from being simply good men and women to being flaming evangels of His love and power in a world that is breaking apart and in desperate need of the everlasting Gospel of Jesus Christ. It is time to expect a new move of God that will change nations and affect the outcome of history.

And once we have received that revelation, no devil in hell, or even death itself shall prevent us from doing all that He has called us to do.

I want to be a part of that kind of movement.

Feet on the Street Ministry

Feet on the Street Ministry

I found myself fighting back the tears throughout much of the Christmas program by the ‘Feet on the Street Ministry’ in inner city Reading last night. The musical was well done and was even moving at points. But that was not what touched me. It was what these young people represent. There were several dozen teenagers and young adults- hispanic, black and white -all united in their love for Jesus.

Fourteen years ago Marvin Zimmerman, a local businessman, and his wife and family , felt called to start a ministry in the inner city of Reading. He purchased a building and began attempting to minister to the teens in the area. But no one seemed to want his pizza or his gospel. The only ones responding were the 7 year olds; the 8 and 9 and the 10 and 11 year olds. So the Zimmermans began to minister to this young group. They loved them; they prayed for them and with them; they saw them respond to their love and to the love of God in Jesus Christ.

The Zimmermans had been told that most inner city ministries do not last beyond about four years. But although they felt like quitting at times, they persevered. They kept on loving and believing.

Now those 7 to 11 year olds are 21 to 25 and their younger siblings are a part of the youth group also. The Feet on the Street Ministry is now a church of teenagers and young adults. Marvin’s son Daryl and his wife Rebecca pastor this young church.

It suddenly dawned on me that my tears were of joy that in a culture almost totally destroyed by hatred, violence, drug addiction, immorality, racism and family breakdown , God is developing an amazing community; a community in which young people are walking in love and exuberant worship of Jesus Christ and in love for one another. They are ‘leaning in to the future’ with Jesus confident that He who has called them out of darkness is leading them into a glorious future with Himself. They are establishing godly families and ending the cycle of brokenness which was passed down from their past.

Yes God is a ‘defiant gardener.’ He is planting beautiful gardens of love and life and beauty in inhospitable places all over the globe. I want to keep gardening with Him.

 

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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