Through the Window

This Guatemala mission team arrived in stages, almost the same way we do life:  one day at at time.  Four arrived on Monday, ten on Wednesday and three today.  Travel adventures and busy North American schedules make for an interesting experience! it is good to be here. It is good to see friends. It is good to introduce new people to Guatemala. It is good to be with a team of people who want to honor God with their lives. I am grateful.

There was a teenage boy that watched us through the window most of the day. We were holding a medical clinic in La Montanita, about a 20 minute drive from our home base.  He stood in the small space between the building next door and the church where we were working. All day. Every now and then he would reach up and stretch his long arms on the bars that covered the window. Maybe he was curious or maybe he was dreaming. Or maybe it was  simply a place to be today. It helped to see him because the last time teenage boys hung out and watched us work inside the church, they ended up helping us by week’s end. We’ll see what becomes of this young man.

We experienced wonderful things today!  The medical team triaged and treated 71 patients! Woohoo! They worked like a dream team.  Pastor Nicolas Morales hosted us in his church. Makeshift “exam rooms”, a pharmacy and triage station transformed the worship area into a clinic. I had to laugh at God’s humor. I stuffed a copy of John Wesley’s Primitive Physic in my backpack this morning “just in case” there was a moment to read. There were no moments, of course, but it still seemed an appropriate resource given our situation. Wesley made his preachers carry a copy of the Primitive Physic in their saddlebags. After preaching the Sunday sermon they were to administer medicine and remedies for the congregation.  So as I worked triage and my medical background came rushing back into full view, I laughed at the window God gave me today.  So much grace and blessing in this!

The construction team had the pleasant surprise of being “outsourced” by the locals. Pastor Manuel’s church members came out to work and put their hearts and hands into the building of the second floor room site.  Ultimately this will be a computer lab for the students.  It is so good to see local people who care about their community putting in the time and work to make it happen.  Our work team supported them and then installed stoves in homes around the area.  I can’t wait to hear their stories at dinner.

We all look through windows.  Today this team looked through a window to see another country and culture. We have asked God to open our eyes this week.  To open our eyes personally, as a team and as a church.  Something is happening that we need to see. Pray that we are open enough to discern. Pray that as God gives us wisdom and revelation we will follow with courage and grace. Let it be.

 

The Equipping

Today we experienced a wonderful blessing of God. We were in the San Antonio community and specifically in a church called “Iglesia Evangelica Nacional Metodista Jesus El Buen Cristo”. This is the church I wrote about a few months ago, where the pastor had died and the wife, Catalina, had offered her gifts to continue leading the church. Pastora Catalina is being “installed” on Sunday as the lead pastor of this congregation. Today we were there to lead a Woman’s Circle and engage with the children. We did not ever expect what really happened!

The women that came for the Womens' Circle
The women that came for the Womens’ Circle
Pastora Myriam began teaching the women. Gloria began teaching the children. Soon the Spirit was moving and all types of things began to occur! A crowd of about 75 gathered. The women were praying with power and eager spirits.
The children that came for teaching and singing and sharing!
The children that came for teaching and singing and sharing!
The children began to sing and they opened their hearts to yearn for more. I asked them, “what is that you want?” They want us to teach them the Bible. They want to sing in English. They are eager and ready. We allowed them to ask our teenagers questions and we asked them about their hopes and dreams. When we asked them what they wanted for their churches they said, “for them not to close.” What do they love about their country? “Unity, respect, love, friendship, solidarity, and justice”.

Three young men God is equipping: Marvin, Moises and Elias
Three young men God is equipping: Marvin, Moises and Elias
Three teenage boys showed up and stood on the periphery listening closely. When we needed chairs, they set them in place. When we needed help carrying things, they offered their hands. These young men were hungry for God. They stayed the whole time so I asked them to help with several things. And then they wanted to engage in the hand activity…where we were placing our hands of prayer on a cloth as a physical act of solidarity and love. The women had a cloth, the children had a cloth, and we gave these young men one of their own. They wanted to make a clear sign of their presence, commitment and desire. I don’t know how to type the Joy I have over this. As Pastora Myriam put it so perfectly, “God is calling his daughters”; and as I have seen over the past 3 years, God is calling the youth!

Pastoras
Pastoras
There is a clear movement in the body of Christ all over the world! A new generation is rising up and the LORD is equipping many of all ages to embrace, empower and prepare them. Today we have seen a bigger picture of an unfolding miracle of God. My heart is full of joy. childrens hands
guys hands
joy of girls

In the end we formed a huge circle that wrapped around the entire church and we all prayed. Let God do with us whatever God will. Amen. prayer circle

Pastoras
Pastoras

Lunes Mañana

The rains have come which gives me an extra moment to write; I am thankful. Yesterday was a wonderful day of cultural and spiritual experiences. Some attended a wedding. Others enjoy the Hot Springs. Still others visited friends and families. I love the way the team is moving into the spaces God is opening for us. Our conversations at night are diverse and edifying. They are experiencing Guatemala in new ways that provides a new picture of the country and people. The challenges of poverty, illiteracy, malnutrition and lack of education are one part of what is here. But also here we find beauty that takes your breath away. We discover friends that will go the extra mile to take care of you. We meet families that are woven together like a fine fabric that does not allow any outside force to unravel its bond. In the end, it comes down to being about relationships. We all carry inside us a part of God that needs to be expressed on earth. No matter our country, our gift or our situation…our spirits have something beautiful to offer.

This morning we are calling upon friends for more meds so our dental team can keep numbing mouths before they pull teeth. We are getting supplies for the artists within our team to keep creating. We will start a new women’s circle in another community and do home visits in La Toma. The stove team will continue and the dental team moves to a new community as well. Amazing day ahead!

I love the rain. Not only is it refreshing, it also helps us understand more of what daily life is like with pouring rains during the rainy season. As we are told, there is a shift in climate right now and the rain is more than normal. We are having a shift in the team as well. Maybe we are growing more in prayer, as we have increasing opportunities within our group and with the people of Guatemala. I am convinced that God is creating spaces that require us to move out of our “norm” and come together in prayer. What grace to lead us into these moments!

(Pictures later when the rain and connection improve)

Family Practice

There is something very special about families that engage in adventures together. When those adventures are aligned with God-guided missions, it is very powerful! We have three “families” on this team. Pastora Myriam with her mom, Gloria, and her children, Julio & Angellie. The other siblings: Ronnie & Ashley Leftwich and her brother, Alex. And a father/daughter duo: Dr. Sam Lynch and his daughter, Kaylee. Wow! Parents, grandparents, spouses, siblings, children… pretty amazing when you stop and think about it.

Sam and Kaylee
Sam and Kaylee
Families are not perfect. And sometimes when you are a “Christian” you think your family life should be “perfect”…and, if it’s not, then something is terribly wrong with you. Nothing could be farther than the truth. In fact, I’ve believed for a long time that it may be quite possible that our messiest days in family life are the days that Christ’s love is most deeply manifest. I will never forget a call from a work colleague many years ago. She was crying. It had been an “awful” morning. Her kids were screaming, they were late for school and work…it felt like life was falling apart. She thought she was the worst mom ever. But in that very moment as I prayed for her it was crystal clear to me, and I shared with her: “this may be your most holy moment as a mom”. Because it is not about the easy days or the smoothness of life.
Ronnie & Ashley with Alex.
Ronnie & Ashley with Alex.
It is about the love that keeps on going beyond teenage rebellion, beyond divorce, beyond addictions, beyond dysfunction and heartache and financial woes and all sorts of “life”. It is the reckless AND intentional persistence of Love.

Pastora Myriam with her children Julio & Angellie, and her mother, Gloria. Three generations!
Pastora Myriam with her children Julio & Angellie, and her mother, Gloria. Three generations!
Being with a multi-generational team that includes families is probably one of the most beautiful expressions of this Love that I’ve ever seen. Here these people come into another country to serve with strangers they hope will accept them. That alone is a risk. Creating memories with your family is a practice of Love. Taking that practice into a culture you do not control or create is a risk that says, “I trust you enough to experience this moment by moment without knowing the end result. Let’s do it together.”

Last night the dentists among us (Dr. Robin and Dr. Sam) shared powerful stories that I will never forget. Sam had a morning devotion that reminded him to “trade fear for confidence” in the Lord as he embarked on his first dental mission in Guatemala. The scriptures that tell the stories of Joshua and Moses are clear examples of how faithful God is to walk with us in EVERY situation and circumstance. Sam experienced that scripture all day long as the team took care of over 60 patients and probably 100 teeth. And then, much like the teachings of Jesus, Dr. Robin shared a story of a blind man that came to the dental chair.

Drs. Robin and Sam
Drs. Robin and Sam

And before you read on…take a moment to remember how most all of us are nervous or even fearful about the “dental chair”. It’s scary! OK…continue:

This amazing man who is blind walked in to be seen by a doctor he does not know, from a country he will likely never visit, who speaks a language he cannot understand and whose credentials he cannot verify. He climbed straight into that dental chair and by doing so, he was saying something like… “I trust you enough to give you complete access to the two primary modes of communication I have with life: taste and speech. Please fix this.” That is what God wants us to do: trust and surrender. Dr. Robin was Christ to that blind man, and you are probably Christ to someone today too. It is an act of Love; don’t be afraid to trust… and don’t be afraid to be trusted.

Dreams and Teams Part I

I had a dream in 2008 when I took the youth to Nicaragua. It was our last night before going home. That dream sealed the deal between God and I with my call to ministry. Every question I had was put to rest because the dream told me without a shadow of a doubt: this is your path. I had a similar dream the night before the team arrived here in Guatemala. Both dreams involved teams that were experiencing life-transforming moments in Latin America. God has a way of speaking to us when we are out of our daily context and standing in the place of dependence on the Spirit. I have learned to enjoy this adventure. And I love the team assembled for the adventure we are having this week.

Angellie
Angellie
Angellie returns for a second time in Guatemala. She is great with the children – an automatic magnet for the little hands that reach out to see if she is really there. And she definitely is “really there”. Angellie’s heart has grown even more over the past year. Her bilingual skills make her spiritual gifts tremendously effective. I see a great leader emerging in this girl. Very soon the days of awkwardness with cultural differences and language challenges will be finished. Angellie’s generation doesn’t know that awkwardness – they only know a multi-cultural “norm”. How wonderful! The vision Christ paints for us “all nations, tribes, languages and races” is coming into full view. Angellie is part of that vision.
Angellie
Angellie

Pappa Grande at the Zunilito worship and gathering
Pappa Grande at the Zunilito worship and gathering
Pappa Grande (AKA, Steve Fulton) was in Guatemala on a team mission in 2011. The Spirit nudged him back in a leadership role in 2013 as he helped us assess projects and make sense of an overwhelming list of needs. His leadership has blessed us in many different ways. We laugh at each other; clearly experiencing the truth that we all have different gifts, and each of those is needed for the things God invites us to join. Steve’s heart is a big as he is…grande! And no matter how frustrating a moment can be, one little hand reaching for his, is all it takes to make Pappa Grande melt like snow on a Colorado mountain top. The Son has a way of doing that every time:)

Jennie is our champion of courage. She joined our team without knowing anyone. She skyped in on team meetings while still at college. On the first night at the mission site when the team had to do impromptu introductions, Jennie stepped right up and gave her first mini-speech of “hello” in Guatemala. Today she worked on the stove team and all her Spanish classes paid off quite well! A sophomore at UT Knoxville, she and Rachel are trying to convince us that UT is producing some amazing young adults for this world. Well…maybe they are right; these girls are IMPRESSIVE! I’m thankful for the courage of this generation. And equally grateful for the adults around them that have eyes to see what they offer us. We are blessed.

Jennie's first speech in Guatemala
Jennie’s first speech in Guatemala

I believe with certainty that each team is nudged into reality by the Spirit’s power. The timing is God’s. The guiding is Christ’s. The equipping is the Spirit’s. Every person on this team brings something that we need as “whole”. Part of the adventure is figuring out what that is and setting it on fire for God’s glory. This is what it looks like when a miracle unfolds on earth.

The Arrival

I love the challenges of being away from my comfort zone….kind of:). It’s good for me because I realize how dependent I am on comfort. My keyboard needs recharging and I didn’t bring the charger. Typing by fingers ….a writers nightmare. I say this only to excuse myself from errors I don’t nab time to correct:). 

First bus ride...before they know how hot this bus can get!
First bus ride…before they know how hot this bus can get!
The team is here and all arrived with humble, grateful spirits.  This is wonderful – God can do anything with us if we remain in this way. We were welcomed to the hospitality of La Semilla – a seminary in the city. It is a beautiful place of peace. Pastors come here (20 seminary students) and they serve as hosts for other individuals and groups with the same purpose.  We had dinner here last night and will eat breakfast before journeying on to Mazatenengo, which will be out “home away from home”. La Semilla

We toured the Moore Pediatric Surgery Center in the late afternoon.   It is a special place and I’ve blogged about it before so you can read more if you desire. This was the first time I’ve been able to take a full team to see it. This mission offers surgery to the poorest of poor in Guatemala. Surgery teams come from the USA and give their time and expertise. It is operated and led by Guatemalans; staffed with locals as well.  We noticed Belmont University’s logo in their Farmacia and learned a pharmacy student from the University is placed there each semester. Vanderbilt, of course, is also a major partner. This center is a place of healing and peace.

Mural in the Chaplain's room
Mural in the Chaplain’s room
 We left many pillowcase dresses for the staff to give to the children that come for surgery. It will give them such delight to receive this love at a time when they don’t feel good!  The women of our church and the church in Tullahoma provided these gifts. This is when you love the “United Methodist” connection so much…we reach so far together in ways we could never do apart. You can google The Shalom Foundation to learn more and see the leaders behind this great mission. Their executive office is in our home town of Franklin, TN.  Pray for them – this place is a huge blessing in Guatemala. I will write of their shared wisdom later. 

The dental team went on to. Mazate last night and begin a clinic today. We will all reunite soon. We have stove installation training this afternoon and a welcome gathering Ina new community where we are installing stoves. The rain came last night in the city so it will be fun to see if it also arrived in the rural areas. I love the rains of Latin Amercia. They have a way of reminding us that God’s creation of nature is bigger than us…(uncontrolled by us) and yet we are invited straight into its beauty, its strength and its power.  What Grace! 

Prayers of safe travels today, for health and for our love to increase. I am so grateful for all who helped bring this particular mission into being. Let it be. 

In your honor…

I lost my whole blog post draft from last night. Aghh!!! Maybe I will recreate later….

We have arrived at Bambu and had a brief visit with Zunilito Pastor Felix and his son, Luis late yesterday. It was really wonderful to see them again. They are new friends for us…adding to the amazing people we love in Guatemala. We sat down and visited with the rain pouring on the tin roof. We shouted our words of thanksgiving and joy. A young boy offered us little berries from the tree; yummy! Zunilito visit 1The dirt floor of the church had been paved over with concrete, like a patio floor. Beautiful and smooth. Steve asked about it. “We did it in your honor so you feet would not get dirty.” These words humbled all of us. And as I type I can see Jesus taking the towel and basin to wash the feet of the disciples. My feet are dirty today. We’ve been a lot of places. It’s hot and sticky. What an honor just to be here. The giving and receiving is a circle without end, but I am receiving so much more. Only God can do such things.

paint purchaseA trip to the modern “ace hardware” helped us get all the supplies for the mural. We are ready! One of the girls working at the store used to work with Halo Guatemala. It was good to reunite with her. Remember…this is a town, a community. We are slowly becoming part of it. A little more than “visitors” and a lot more like friends coming through. God is so faithful to weave these relationships.

In my room at Bambu there is a picture of a lovely orchid and a word from Isaiah about trust. Imagine that! God is clearly preparing us for these days. Bambu orchid Pray for us all to keep trusting!

Lastly – we ended the day with Tres Leche cake in honor of Mom’s birthday on the 26th. Never lose an opportunity to celebrate the life of someone you love. Life is short, fleeting and beautiful. Live it with honor and honor those around you; it’s never the wrong thing to do. Tres Leche cake “Those who honor me, I will honor” – I Samuel 2:30b

Angels of Guatemala

I learned to appreciate even more the law enforcement professional of the USA yesterday. In Franklin, Tennessee the guys that took the camera would have been in jail by 9pm that same night. As it is, they are probably in Costa Rica or Honduras by now. There is a reason why crimes are left unresolved in some countries. The process itself is not worth the effort. I have my first “Guatemalan police report” in my hands.

I want to tell a different story. I met friends for breakfast at Santa Clara after worship on Sunday. It’s an awesome place..panaderia and resturant. Typical food and cheap! In my joy of the moment, I forgot my Guatemalan phone on the table when I left and it was several hours later when I realized I didn’t have it. I walked back to the place but they were closed. Ugh….

A few hours later I was talking to some local people and asked them about Santa Clara. As it turns out, they eat breakfast there every day and they felt certain my phone would still be there the next morning. Later that night I had an email from Lucia, a local friend, and she had received a call from Santa Clara with the news that they were holding my phone.

So I returned Monday morning early and they were waiting for me. I enjoyed another awesome breakfast at half the cost of most restaurants. And I was thankful! Thankful for being shown so clearly that just as there are people ready to steal, there are many more ready to help.

I have three stories of amazing moments in Guatemala when someone went out of their way to help me in a time of need. I’ve written about all of them, like I am writing today about Santa Clara. One was the staff at Hotel Bambu when I lost my blackberry. Another was a service truck from the phone company, Claro, when I was broken down in a vehicle on the road to Champarico, and now…when I left my phone at Santa Clara.

What can we say? The joy and the hospitality of this country far outweighs the challenges I face here. I can only be thankful! And so…I am just that.

Through this Lens

WritingA different reality of life interrupted our time in the “God-space” of reflection and listening. Several of our rooms were broken into yesterday and there was a theft. The items taken remain missing. We are safe; we are thankful. Credit cards were cancelled, of course, so they were not valuable for very long and most purchase attempts were declined. It was a planned effort to take the items and the police have been helpful.

The words we spoke as we drove across the beauty of Guatemala are poignant now. I can still hear Rachel saying, “I have taken so many pictures in my mind; there is no way to capture all that is here.” We spoke of how excited we are to share the story with the church. We have ideas! We have plans! It makes me smile even to write about the passion. Nevertheless, at this moment, there are no longer any pictures. The artist who came with her heart inside the camera, goes home with those photos lodged in her spirit. I hurt for her loss and yet, I know that the camera cannot hold a candle to what the expression of God inside her holds. She is so beautiful; her spirit so incredibly beautiful. I am thankful that the images of Guatemala lodge in her heart, not only in the camera. The stories will still be told.

Women of Chichicastenango
Women of Chichicastenango

We had the opportunity to pray many times. We let the police know that we are a prayerful people. The team was fabulous…again each person adding their voice and gift to the experience. Steve, his strength, stature and attention to detail; Rachel (Mammagoose), her tears for the children she came to represent to our church family; Rachel (Rock), her insight and putting things into perspective; Chester, his gifted translation of our voice and our heart; and me, a discernment and wisdom with eyes to see. We navigated through it together. All important.

I am reminded of a poem I wrote many years ago as I was sharing some photos with some family members. It was a simple poem; possibly even a bad poem! I am surprised it is still in my head after all this time. Only a few fragments are in my head but they sound pretty loud right now:

Inside you’ll find a photograph
Of a memory you helped create
A snapshot of a place in time
You made from good to great

…… (many lines I can’t recall)

Should circumstance change or
the pages fade, don’t worry
or add a care.
A memory is more than a photograph;
Look in your heart and find it there.

Ironically, today is an interesting day of tradition in Guatemala. It is called, “La Quema del Diablo” or, “The Burning of the Devil”. At 6pm tonight a grand gathering will happen as the town “burns the devil” as a way of sending satan away and burning off the bad of the year in order to start the new year from the ashes that remain. This is part of the tradition of preparing for the birth of Christ. December 7th is La Quema del Diablo and tomorrow, December 8th, is the Feast of the Immaculate Conception. We had several conversations about this December 7th event…before and after our experience.

We have gained a tiny bit of experience in the process of crime and police reporting and will gain a bit more cultural experience as the festival unfolds. Some experiences you welcome; some you humbly accept. I need all of this. Theft happens everywhere in the world. What is most important is that we are safe and that the story God is writing on our hearts this week continues to be shared.

I am inserting two links for those who want to read more about the two events mentioned above.
http://www.perceptivetravel.com/issues/0210/guatemala.html

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Immaculate_Conception

I end with this Scripture from my reading this morning in Colossians 3:15
“Let the peace of Christ rule in your heart, since as members of one body you were called to peace. And be thankful.” May the week we have shared be used in whatever way God will choose. We have already received blessing beyond measure. Let it be.

Tres Amigos de Mi
Tres Amigos de Mi

The Growing of Hearts

ImageThe meetings have concluded and we begin the slow process of sharing insights as they come. This time is important. It is the space where our minds move from “packed to full” to clarity.  It is making time for the Spirit to add wisdom to our information. It is the time for the Spirit to bring discernment into the ideas, plans, hopes, fears, dreams, visions and realities.  It has taken me a long time to appreciate the importance of this space.  It is God’s space. It is the place that requires humility and acceptance that our role is to seek and follow our Creator. Period. We don’t determine where, when, or how. We simply choose to listen, seek God, and then follow whatever the Spirit leads. And it’s on God’s time, not ours.

The confessional part of the journey as a disciple requires me to say, “and it is so easy for me to feel led in directions I already want to go!”  Of course!  That is why sharing helps us to hear what God is speaking. That is why allowing time and space for God to guide is the way of a disciple. Themes begin to rise. Directions begin to align. Our minds, hearts and spirits come together and peace sets into the soil that God is planting.  There have been many places I did not want to go, but when I realized God was nudging me I knew saying “yes” was the only response.  Those particular “yes” responses have given me a life that is beyond anything I ever imagined. My faith is so weak, and yet, God is so faithful!

Fruit truck on the road to  Xela
Fruit truck on the road to Xela

Having the Rachels and Steve here is wonderful. They are each gifted in a different way so they offer insight that is helpful and sharpening.  That is the community of faith at work.  This little “unexpected Guatemala Team” was assembled by stirrings in each person’s spirit.  As we walk through each experience (they have had a LOT to take in!) they have all been open to listen and engage completely.  I am so grateful.  It reminds me this morning of Proverbs 27:17 which says, “iron sharpens iron, so one friend sharpens another.”  

Team at work
Team at work

<As Steve was preparing for the meeting with the Executive Committee he was reminded of a Scripture. It is a teaching of Christ:  "Where two or more are gathered in my name, there I am with them." (Matthew 18:20).  Rachel W. also had a Scripture that kept rising up in her mind. It is a teaching of the prophet Isaiah: "Seek justice, encourage the oppressed. Defend the cause of the fatherless, plead the case of the widow." (Isaiah 1:17)   And so…we welcome this holy space of now.  May God grow our hearts to be humble and teachable in this place.
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 Let it be.