Archive for June, 2009

We must be crazy

Tuesday, June 30th, 2009

Well people, this is it. This might quite possibly be the last time you ever hear from me.

Tomorrow, I go into the canyon.

And I’m very, very scared.

We are hiking into the Copper Canyon to go to a village called Guacaivo. This is where the Coquitlam Alliance team is partnered and we’ll be going in to interview people about how they’ve been impacted by the work of these short term missions groups and the long term partnership with Pastor Tomas.

It is an estimated six hour hike all the way down the canyon, across a river and halfway up the other side. We have to pack in enough for four nights and five days, so our bags are H-E-A-V-Y.

Please pray for us, specifically on Wednesday and on Sunday as we travel in and out of the canyon. Pray for safety in walking and the energy needed to hike for such a long time.

Hopefully, you’ll hear from me again. Otherwise, look for me somewhere on the canyon walk, praying for the Lord to just take me home.

Worship in Juarez

Sunday, June 28th, 2009

Just a quick post to share my thoughts on the service we got to attend tonight. It was an incredible service full of loud rock ‘n roll music, girls dressed in beautiful white skirts playing tambourines, powerful preaching and the Holy Spirit fully present.

The Alliance Church in Juarez, led by Pastor Tomas, has four services every Sunday. Talk about commitment, these guys go all out twice in the morning and twice in the evening. We just attended the two evening services and I was tired by the end because it was such a high energy service!

I was especially excited with the worship service for a couple reasons. The words were on an overhead projector so I attempted to sing along. And a few of the songs were ones we sing back home. It was SO cool to sing in English while around me my fellow Christian men and women sang in Spanish. We sang ‘The Happy Song’, ‘How Great Thou Art’, ‘How Great Is Our God’, and ‘Mighty to Save’. Church services were one of the areas I struggled in with our first leg of the journey as it’s hard to worship God not knowing what the words are, what is being sung or the message being preached. Tonight, I got to sing, I got to listen and I got to worship. Isn’t God amazing, how He takes what I struggled with and gives me this gift of a service where I could fully worship?!

On the road again

Sunday, June 28th, 2009

Hola amigos!

As the song ‘On the Road Again’ plays faintly in my head, I sit on our foam bed contemplating where we are now, while Justin sits beside me, immersed in a good book. Outside our barred window is the Bible School in Juarez. It’s a walled compound with beautiful facilities and a kitchen staff that knows how to cook a mean fajita. Up the hallway in the guys’s room, Avril Lavigne wails out an angst-ridden song on the ipod.

We arrived in Juarez, Mexico yesterday evening at about 6:30 p.m. after leaving Chilliwack at 5 a.m. It was a good day of travel – no lost bags, no delayed flights and no sickness. We came here with a missions group from Coquitlam Alliance Church and will be hiking into the Copper Canyon with them soon.

It’s good to be back to gathering the stories of life change and I’m excited about what lies ahead. From all accounts we’ve heard, God is doing incredible things through the people here in Mexico and we are thrilled we get to listen and share the stories of lives being transformed.

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Leiton’s smile

Thursday, June 25th, 2009

The first time I met Leiton, he had the biggest grin on his face. He came running into the orphanage in Ecuador in his school uniform, and promptly showed me that he knew how to undo and do up his blue tie. I couldn’t speak Spanish, he couldn’t speak English. It didn’t really seem to matter though, he was just proud to show someone his skill. I smiled big and high fived him before he headed to his room to get changed.
At lunchtime, Leiton made every effort he could to talk to me. I finally figured out he was asking which country I was from. When I replied Canada, that trademark Leiton grin came back to his face. He had obviously heard of this country before and was pleased to have met someone from so far away.
He jabbered away over lunch, figuring I’d catch on I suppose.

Later that day, I got a chance to interview him through a translator. LeitonĀ  told me he’s eight years old and wants to be a doctor when he grows up because, he said “it helps people.” The smile did not leave his face the whole time we chatted. I asked him why he smiles. “Because of the family I have here,” he replies.

The director of the Montanita Verde Children’s Home tells us that 8-year-old Leiton and his 18-month old brother Justin arrived at the orphanage just over two months ago.

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A helping hand to a hurting family

Monday, June 15th, 2009

In Ecuador, in the tiny town of San Lorenzo, there sits an unassuming property. You’d never know how special it is unless you turn off the paved road at the top of the hill, up the dirt driveway and through the gate. On the gate post hangs a painted turtle shell announcing the name: Montanita Verde Children’s Home. Inside you’ll find a home for children who have nowhere else to go. It is a place filled with compassion for children in need of a place to grow and learn and be loved.

Siblings Carlos, Eugene, Tanya and Justine were abandoned by their father when Justine was just a young child. Their mother was mentally unstable and had tried to kill herself numerous times. The Christians who run the children’s home were called to take care of the children as there was nowhere safe for them to live.

Montanita Verde Children’s Home opened its doors to the brothers and sisters. There, they got to attend school, they were fed and loved, told about Jesus Christ and in that time the three older siblings became Christians.

But the story gets better. Their mother Sarah began counselling with the local pastor and his wife. She became stable mentally and started hearing of God’s love. She too became a Christian. The courts deemed her fit to take care of her children again and after two and a half years of living at Montanita Verde, the family was reunited.

Sarah was baptized this last Mother’s Day at the church where her children attended, where the pastor has been counselling her and where their family was transformed. She praises God for bringing her children and her back together, and thanks the Montanita Verde people for helping her family in their time of need.

The simple life

Thursday, June 11th, 2009

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Where’s the river of chocolate?

Wednesday, June 10th, 2009

It was when the guinea pigs started sticking their noses out their dark cornered caves in the kitchen that I got the feeling I was in a National Geographic magazine. It was one of those moments you just can’t orchestrate.

You might wonder why the guinea pigs were roaming freely in the kitchen. Let’s just say in Peru, these little pigs are not pets. Luckily for dinner that night, the menu was chicken, potatoes and rice.

We got to spend two days in a village called Huancahuanca (read Wonka Wonka) while staying in Peru. This small village nestled in the mountains was the site of a celebration for children from four communities who were being sponsored for their schooling. On a bright, crisp Sunday morning, 87 children being sponsored plus siblings, parents and friends streamed into the village. Some had walked for more than three hours to come. The party seemed worth the walk though, complete with songs and skits, lunch and the official handing out of new school uniforms for these children who had none.

The focus hasn’t always been on the kids in this community. We spoke with the church leader and his wife in this village. Sitting in their dark kitchen, one of two rooms to their home, they both talk about the betterment of the family life now that people are starting to really understand God’s Word in the community. Justina told us the children in Sunday School are changing as they learn about Christ, and they are able to give witness to not only their families but even to their school teachers.

They talk of marriages healed, where husbands and wives treat each other as they should and kids have positive role models to look up to.

They talk of rising numbers in their church, and how people are seeing Jesus in a new light. Before, villagers believed that only the weak would need a Saviour. Now, they see teams of people come into their community who do not need to be there, but choose to be because of Jesus. And residents begin to open their hearts to receptively listen to the story of a Saviour who loved us so much, He died on a cross for us.

It’s a story as powerful as time, and as it seeps into this community, life change is happening. So bring on the guinea pigs, it’s time to celebrate in Huancahuanca.

Feeling strange

Saturday, June 6th, 2009

We’re home now. And it feels strange.

While we were only gone for five weeks, in some ways it feels like much longer. There was so much we saw, so many incredible stories we heard, that it’s hard to know where to begin to sort through it all.

I feel a deep sense of responsibility over these stories now. I received a gift each time someone opened up their heart to me in an interview, and I don’t take that lightly. I feel at a loss for words to describe what we’ve experienced. It’s a funny spot to be in as a writer, having no words to write.

But we have many stories we want to share with you. We’re back in Chilliwack and have had some time of total rest and relaxation away from the computer, the stories and the project. The focus now is to sort through what we’ve seen, and we would ask for your prayers as we do that .

I want to mention how very much we appreciated those of you that commented or sent us emails along the way. I cannot tell you what a world of good they did for us while we were in unfamiliar places with new faces all the time. While we didn’t have a lot of time to touch base with people back home, hearing your thoughts on what we were hearing and photographing was encouraging.
Our actual travels went well, and we want to thank you all for your prayers as we went from Canada to Haiti to Peru to Ecuador to Mississippi then back home last week. There were lots of opportunities for mishaps and while we did have some travel delays, we always had a place to sleep in safety. We never had one bag go missing and the only thing we lost was my hat. Not bad considering the amount of planes we flew in, vehicles we rode in, beds we slept in and stops we made along the way.

While we are back in Canada for the month of June, I will be posting more stories from the first leg of our journey. Thanks for reading, for praying, and for supporting us as we work on the Pockets of Change project.