Thursday, February 21, 2008

Pais Vasco, ETA, and prayer groups


I'm headed out tomorrow on a plane to San Sebastian. It lies right on the north coast of Spain as a part of Pais Vasco, the infamous Basque region of Spain. Their language, Basque, is unique amongst the languages of the world. It's not descendant of any Indo-European languages and has small similarities to Asian languages more so than any Germanic languages. Coralie said it's sometimes called "Adam's language" because it's most likely one of the oldest languages in the world.

WEC has some church planting efforts going on in the region. They are a faithful team that has very hard work in front of them. God has already been faithful to their efforts and they are seeing interested among their neighbors and have an informal group that meets. Ultimately, that emptiness people feel in their lives can be filled with God, and because of how he made us, we're drawn to hear about Him. That's why sending out these workers is so important! Someone has to be there to tell them when they are ready to hear!

Unfortunately, the region is plagued with some unrest as the ETA terrorist group continues to fight for their independence. Read a little bit about them: HERE.

I'll be staying with Linette (in the picture above), a bright beautiful God-loving gal. She's tons of fun, and since her first language is Spanish, I'm looking forward to having a weekend of Spanish.

Pray for their small team and their ministry in Pais Vasco, and also pray for my flights! It's only about a 45 minute flight, so I'm excited! I also have to get myself to the airport and back by public transport which I'm not 100% sure on how to do, so we'll see what happens!!

P.S. Happy Birthday, Coralie!!

Monday, February 18, 2008

Prayer Day Success!

All went as planned, we prayed and heard a great deal about the history of the church we were visiting. Good stuff. I have no other comments. I love how the group here focuses on prayer first...such great teamwork too.





We worked all day long today at the locale finishing painting the exterior, cooking and cleaning up lunch. Esther and I did all of that while the others were having their very important Field Committee meeting. =)



Sunday, February 17, 2008

Survivor: Espana

We've been having some issues in the houses the last few weeks. The cleaning isn't getting done, dirty plates left all over the kitchen, light bulbs burned out that no one wants to replace, people coming in at 1 or 2 in the morning and pounding down the hallway in high heels, the internet is temperamental, 18 people are using our kitchen, and on and on and on. Sufrimos mucho! Well, we had a bit of a conversation today about all of this and our conclusion pretty much was that we know no solutions. We know the problems, and we know the focus of the ministry is to help people who have just arrived in Spain to begin to build a life, and we know that everyone is from different backgrounds and cultures and different ways of doing things. We definitely agreed that we need to have respect and think about other people and we need to remember that it's God's will that this house serve it's purpose for the ministry.

Alex said, "Well, we'll see how it goes for another month and we'll talk to people when they do something that's not good, and after a month, we'll...."

and he paused and didn't really finish his sentence but in my head I was thinking..."we vote someone off the island!!" We figure out who's the source of most of the problems, and we nominate them to leave. I had this great image in my head of them packing their bags and Alex snuffing out their torch and saying it's time for them to go.

This makes me laugh. Alot. We send them packing...they couldn't hack it in Espana. They didn't outwit, outplay, and outlast!

Community living. What an experience.

Friday, February 15, 2008

Prayer Day in Talavera

We're loading up in the hippie van tomorrow at 9am to travel about an hour or two to Talavera de la Reina to have prayer day at the church of one of the Weccers. I'm excited!! I get in these places where the number of things to pray for and the needs around me pile up to where prayer seems such a daunting task! If I truly talked to God about all the things I want to and need to, it would require all day every day. It seems too much. So I've made a huge long list of things to pray for tomorrow and I'm looking forward to doing it. Talking to God about these things and bringing them to Him. Marriages that are having trouble, families torn apart because of the decision to follow Him, futures and plans and ministry ideas that tons of people have that just want to see God do amazing things, new relationships and old friendships, and basic needs people have in their lives, people that need Jesus (yes, Britney Spears is on my list). Woot!

In the meantime:

Real Madrid beat Valladolid on Sunday 7-0. The game was fun and loud and anytime there's 80,000 people yelling and watching some of the best soccer players in the world play you're going to have a good time!



Notice the lack of seats behind us, we were at the very top!

Tuesday, February 12, 2008

Betel Weekend

3 days and 3 nights gave me a tiny taste of what it’s like inside the Betel ministry. In a lot of ways it was what I expected, but it definitely wasn’t all sunshine and daisies the way I thought. It’s a hard environment. It involves hard work and long hours with little privacy or time to yourself.

Did you read up on what Betel was from the website? It’s a ministry that began many years ago in a neighborhood in Madrid known for having a high population of drug addicts. The first missionaries had a heart to minister to them. They started having bible studies with some of them. Some of them go to know Jesus! Then in an attempt to continue walking alongside each other and helping each other get over their addictions in the name of Jesus, those first few converts developed into a community where they lived together and worked together. It caught on and more and more people came to get help and it just grew from there! Now, the ministry is worldwide with Betel offices/residences in 16 countries. There are hundreds of people in the program over all of Spain alone. I got the pleasure of living in the girls’ residence for the weekend. 16 girls overcoming addictions to cocaine, heroine, nicotine, smoked, injected, living on the streets and in caves, stealing to get money to pay for the drugs. They have scars to prove it all. They were also some of the sweetest women, very welcoming and encouraging. Such hard workers!

When I first arrived on Thursday morning, they put me right to work. I helped Judy (a missionary from New Zealand) clean all the bathrooms at the Betel Church (Iglesia Betel). 6 bathrooms, including toilets, sinks, trash, sweep, mop. My arm was sore the next day from all the scrubbing! Then we ate lunch in the cafeteria. Then after lunch I was put on kitchen crew. Clean all the pots and pans, sweep and mop! I got to work alongside some of the girls and chat with them a bit. Some that have only been in the house for 2 months still have a really strong mental game they play. They want the drugs. They remember fondly their life on the street and their friends. They suffer from muscle cramps. Yet, they stay. They work because they know ultimately it’s the best option. So after we cleaned, we waited for the van to come get us. The van carried us back to the residence (about an hour drive from the church). Immediately it was shower time (every girl must take a shower every day and she must take a shower only during this allotted time). Showers were followed by dinner, then devotions, then in bed with lights out. All the girls are required to be at each item on the daily schedule and they are required to be on time.

Day two: Lights on at 7am, breakfast at 7:15am, devotions at 7:30am, in the van to go to work at 8am. If you’re late to breakfast you don’t eat! I was assigned to do publicity with a girl named Christina (she’s been in the house about 6 months I think). We walked around the community of Coslada/San Fernando for 3 hours putting a Betel flier into every mailbox within sight. Betel supports itself and employs the people they help by having these businesses all over. They have a roast chicken restaurant, a coffee bar, and second hand stores, plus groups can be hired to do maintenance or cleaning jobs. So our fliers were advertising for the stores (“We come pick up the old stuff you don’t want anymore!” And on the back it said “We sell this stuff we just picked up!) Then lunch, then back to the streets doing publicity. This time I was with Anastasia (20 yr old Russian girl with a 1 year old son who has only been in the house getting help for 2 months). I was told she wasn’t allowed to be by herself ever! So we passed out the fliers for another hour and a half. We chatted about why she came here, the decision to get clean in order to help her son more, how much she misses her mom in Russia, the other Russian guys she knows in Betel. Then we went back, got in the van, went to the Friday night church service. Then home, showers, dinner, in bed, lights out (by now it was like 11:30pm).

Day three: I was on the schedule to stay in the house for the day. Breakfast, devotions, then they packed the vans to go to work. We stayed behind and cleaned the bedrooms, living rooms, bathrooms, did the laundry, cooked lunch and made sure it was all ready for the girls when they came home for lunch. My favorite part of Saturday was in the afternoon when we were waiting for them all to get back, we sat in the lawn chairs out in the sunshine (it was probably about 65 degrees) and ate sunflower seeds and talked together. Me, Judy, a former addict and her daughter who are now helping out the ministry, and about 4 other girls plus one addict who just entered the house on Thursday. She was still withdrawing pretty badly so we had to keep an eye on her for medical reasons. She slept and ate for the whole time I was there. She had a really mean looking face and I’m not sure if she’ll last long in the house or not. Anyway, we just sat there in the sun and it was nice. Then the girls got there, we unloaded the vans, ate lunch, cleaned up, took a siesta, then it was kind of free time. Then showers, dinner, in bed, lights out.

Day 4 was Sunday! Church! Lights on at 8am. Breakfast whenever you’re ready. One van left at 9am, the other left at 10am. Church at 11:30. Then Steve and Coralie came to retrieve me and I was so happy to see friendly faces that I knew!! The service was good. They sing a song that says “We dance because we can’t fly”. The church is full of people who have been through the Betel program, survived, are now clean from drugs and are contributing members of society. They have families and blessings beyond measure and they come together at this church to celebrate with each other the victory they’ve had over their past life because of the change Jesus made. This includes most of the pastors and people who lead the music, etc.

So. Overall impressions: The food is horrible. The work is hard. The schedule is exhausting. However, the will is strong and the hope is high. I have a lot of respect for the girls struggling. They surely don’t have it easy overcoming their addictions, but they are learning how to make good choices. They are in the program learning how to replace their cocaine habit with a more constructive habit. Like working hard, and having responsibility, and encouraging the other girls. I think the most impressive thing about Betel is that they do zero counseling. It’s all based on peer mentoring. The girls that have been in the house for a long time take the new girls under their wings and teach them about what life is like in the house, what the schedule is, what is expected of them. How to do the chores. They pray for each other and tell each other about how having faith in the Lord Jesus Christ is what has given them the strength to move past their addiction. The “missionaries” and “pastors” in the houses do a small amount of that compared to what the girls do for each other. That’s amazing!!

Judy in her bedroom (most of the rooms had 3 sets of bunkbeds)


Carmen, Anna, and Maria Jose:


The living room and the new girl Maitai asleep on the couch. We had to lift up her arm to sweep under it.


Eating sunflower seeds (pipas in Spanish) in the sun.


Anastasia and her son Dani:

Tuesday, February 5, 2008

La Predicadora

I'm on the schedule to preach in church on March 9th. My brain is busy trying to figure out what the best thing to share is. 10 minutes or so (with translation means it gets to be shorter than normal.) to sum up things I've learned on my trek to Spain? What the fledgling little church would benefit from hearing me say? What do they need to hear? What do I have to share? The way God blew my world wide open when he brought me here? The hugeness of His faithfulness? The beauty that is His Church. The courage we have in being His children? The list that grows daily of ways He's answered my prayers? The hope we have that is an anchor for our souls? I feel like I could ramble for hours on any one of those subjects...but to make it precise and articulate and simple? Is it okay to figure out what to share and then find a scripture that illustrates it? or should it be the other way around?

And I get to do it in Spanish! Let's just throw that little tidbit in there.

By the way, on Thursday I will be going to spend the weekend at Betel. Betel is a WEC International ministry started right here in Madrid that offers a drug addiction recovery program. The whole program fascinates me, not because of the amazingly hard work it is, or the fact that the Betel church is the biggest in Madrid, but also because it works. They receive heroine and cocaine addicts and so much more and they introduce them to a community living situation, peer motivation, and actual working jobs and the addicts not only get clean, but they come out the other end positively contributing members of society. And they know Jesus! I am excited to go see it up close and personal, where the magic happens. In the meantime, check out their website. BETEL! If you don't read Spanish, you might need to just read up on what they are doing in America, Australia, or England.

Saturday, February 2, 2008

Mom and Dad do Spain.


The parents had a great week here in Spain. We got to travel around and see amazing things (the east coast of Spain, tiny streets lined with cars to where the firetruck couldn't even get through, and kingly palaces). We ate good food (Paella, jamon serrano on pizza, bocadillos on the Mediterranean coast, cafe con leche, napolitanas...) and walked it all off too! They also got to meet most of the people that I spend my days with here in Spain, which I think helped them see that life here is quite good! I think my favorite part of the week was (once again) our church service on Sunday morning. There were tons of people there and they all were excited to meet my parents. A room full of people from all over the world ready to worship together.