Saturday, December 24, 2011

Feliz Navidad: Christ is come


And there were shepherds living out in the fields nearby, keeping watch over their flocks at night. An angel of the Lord appeared to them, and the glory of the Lord shone around them, and they were terrified. But the angel said to them, “Do not be afraid. I bring you good news that will cause great joy for all the people. Today in the town of David a Savior has been born to you; he is the Messiah, the Lord. This will be a sign to you: You will find a baby wrapped in cloths and lying in a manger.” Suddenly a great company of the heavenly host appeared with the angel, praising God and saying,
 “Glory to God in the highest heaven,
  and on earth peace to those on whom his favor rests.”
Luke 2:8-14

Feliz Navidad a todos!

En esa misma región había unos pastores que pasaban la noche en el campo, turnándose para cuidar sus rebaños. Sucedió que un ángel del Señor se les apareció. La gloria del Señor los envolvió en su luz, y se llenaron de temor. Pero el ángel les dijo: No tengan miedo. Miren que les traigo buenas noticias que serán motivo de mucha alegría para todo el pueblo. Hoy les ha nacido en la ciudad de David un Salvador, que es Cristo el Señor. Esto les servirá de señal: Encontrarán a un niño envuelto en pañales y acostado en un pesebre.

 De repente apareció una multitud de ángeles del cielo, que alababan a Dios y decían:

  "Gloria a Dios en las alturas, 
   y en la tierra paz a los que gozan de su buena voluntad."
Lucas 2:8-14

Merry Christmas to you and yours!

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Monday, December 19, 2011

A visit and an event

I had 2 visitors at the beginning of the month and I was quite excited to see them! PCBC's Missions Minister, Brandon Boyd, and the leader of the Guatemala committee, Randy Perry, came to visit me and to consult with ministry partners. It was so nice to see familiar faces! They had a lot to do in 2 days. They picked me up early the first day with some members of the staff of Buckner International and we drove through Antigua to Jocotenango to visit the Community Transformation Center that we partner with there. It has medical care, social workers, computer classes, and job skills training, with the goal being to strengthen the family unit as a whole. Next we drove up the mountain to Alotenango to see the satellite site where they are offering care to even more people from the community. We returned to Antigua for a great lunch and then drove back to the city and discussed plans for the following day. On that day we visited various ministry sites in the city and also ate lunch with the Glicks, my CAM missionary contacts. I enjoyed the fact that people on both sides of my mission were getting to meet each other and discuss the needs in Guatemala.


Another happy part of their visit was that they brought 2 bags with them that I packed before I left! I only brought 2 suitcases when I first arrived and it sure didn't seem like much when I unpacked them in my apartment. I am thankful to have more clothes and shoes and toiletries that are expensive to buy here. And my mom threw in some goodies like a can of pumpkin and Hershey's cocoa! It's the little things that make it feel like home, right?

The following Friday I participated in a large event with a ministry here called The Potter's House, or Casa del Alfarero. My good friend Berta works there and invited me to participate.Their office is right next to the city dump here, which is about the size of 12 football fields, and hundreds of people sift through the trash to find items to sell and to recycle, making about $2 per day. The goal of their programs is to remind the people that they are not trash, they are God's treasures, and to holistically help them towards a better future. This was one of 2 big events they are having during the Christmas season and took about 3 months of planning and donations. I arrived at 7:30am and was promptly placed in the back of a pick up truck and driven into the dump. I had visited nearby before, but Potter's House is one of few organizations granted permission to enter. We were dropped off in the canyon-like pit next to stacks and stacks of old cars and a huge mound of presidential campaign signs. Ironic how important those were just a month ago, and now they lie there in a torn-up heap. The organization had set up hundreds of folding chairs, a make-shift stage, and an area of tables for food.

My first task was to help unload 1200 bags of 'vivires', or food staples, from vans and pick ups. They were wrapped in brightly colored red and green bags and tied with string. Inside were beans, rice, sugar, etc. Next we counted and organized the snack for the day - a sandwich, pastry, and juicebox. There were just under 100 volunteers; I believe I was the only norteamericana. Soon the workers began to come and sit in the plastic chairs as the CDA staff ran around finishing the details. A preacher from a nearby church gave the message for the day - like I said, that they are treasures in God's eyes, not trash, and that he loves them no matter where they are. As I counted sandwiches, I wondered when the last time was that many of them had heard that message. He reminded them of the real meaning of Christmas, that we have a savior that came to earth to die for all of us, before we were even born. Afterwards he invited them to the front to pray. Many came forward and many cried as the CDA staff surrounded them. It was our turn next. The workers made two lines with the help of the staff and we handed each person a snack and a bag of goods, saying "Dios te bendiga y feliz navidad" - God bless you and merry Christmas. And they hurried over the hill back to their jobs - many afraid to miss an hour of work because time is money in the dump as it is everywhere else. When all was said and done, over 1100 people were served that day, just under the number that they had prepared for. I'm grateful to the Lord for His provisions.

I stayed afterwards for lunch with my friend and her co-workers. It was a blessing to listen to them discuss the fruit of their labor and how each one was impacted differently by the events of the day, whether in front or behind the scenes. For me, it was such a reminder of how we are called to love our neighbor and of the hope that comes only through Christ. Without CDA, those families wouldn't have that bag of food. They wouldn't have been reminded that God loves them and that the people of CDA do too. And they certainly wouldn't have heard the message that they are valued in the eyes of Christ, even if often they are not in the eyes of the world. I pray that you and I remember, in the Christmas season and beyond, that "God demonstrates his own love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us"(Romans 5:8). All of us. That's the message of the season, that kind of love. And I pray that we all take the time to pass it on.

Cristo ha venido! Christ has come!

John 13:34-35
“A new command I give you: Love one another. As I have loved you, so you must love one another. By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you love one another.”







(Photos compliments of Casa del Alfarero)

Thursday, December 15, 2011

Escuelita Biblica

I have been attending a CAM church here in nearby Mixco, called Camino de Vida (the way of life). The people that I have met there are so genuine and were so welcoming from the start. And yes, the whole service is in Spanish. So great that I can attend and understand now, I am very thankful for that.

A couple of weeks ago they held their annual Escuelita Biblica, or Vacation Bible School, because school vacations here are in November and December, with the new school year beginning in January. I was grateful to be asked to participate, and the timing was perfect, as it began in the afternoon after my Spanish classes were over. The church is in the middle of a neighborhood, and I loved the idea that the children who lived in the surrounding area could attend even if they weren't church members.




The church had such a great curriculum that they were using - each day was a letter of the word "Jesus" and stood for a word that describes the character of Jesus, such as justice, friendship, service, etc. Each day also had a memory verse and a Bible story about Jesus that were the focus of the day. It was so great to watch the church staff pour into the kids and be a small part of what they were doing. Mostly I was the teacher's aide for the class of 4-7 year olds. They were all super cute (and energetic) and I enjoyed getting to know them and encouraging them daily.




On Saturday the church had an activity where they invited all of the families of the children to come and see a performance and hear what the children had been learning throughout the week. Then we took the children downstairs for a mini-celebration while the gospel was presented to the parents upstairs. A friend of mine's mom accepted Christ as her savior for the first time! It is amazing to me that the Lord can use VBS to call even parents to himself. What a great week. I pray that the seeds that were planted will continue to grow and that the children will continue to have people in their lives who remind them of God's great love for them.




I loved spending the week loving on God's children and am praying for continued opportunities to do so here. There are so many people who need to hear the message of a love that's unconditional. Please pray that I am able to continue to bring that message and for hearts to be receptive to receiving it.

John 15:15-17
I no longer call you servants, because a servant does not know his master’s business. Instead, I have called you friends, for everything that I learned from my Father I have made known to you. You did not choose me, but I chose you and appointed you so that you might go and bear fruit—fruit that will last—and so that whatever you ask in my name the Father will give you. This is my command: Love each other.


Thursday, December 8, 2011

Día de Acción de Gracias...a little late

First let me say sorry for being that girl that asks you to read her blog and then doesn't update it when she actually begins to have stuff going on. I never liked that girl and I'm sure you don't either. I will try not to be her anymore....

That to say, I spent my first Thanksgiving Day in a Latin country a couple of weeks ago. I really was thankful that the other CAM missionaries in the area had planned a potluck lunch, so that maybe I wouldn't miss my mom's dressing and my sister's sweet potatoes too much.

I made my traditional green chile corn casserole, only I could only find canned roasted red chiles here. My Spanish teacher asked why I didn't just roast and dice the green ones myself. I laughed as I lined up the cans of chiles and corn on the counter. The only other ingredients are a LOT of cream cheese and butter....mmmm. Of course I ran out of gas for the stove the night before Thanksgiving, so I made a 7 am phone call to the truck that brings it. It turned out well, but I had made a large portion and it took quite awhile to cook in the gas oven.
We went to the Henriques' home - they have been missionaries in Guate for over 40 years and live near the Glicks. They have a beautiful home, perfect for a large gathering.


I was excited because a few CAM families who live outside of the city came in for the meal, and I got to meet some more people serving down here. And, as a bonus, they all have really cute kids!




There was plenty of turkey and sides to go around and even more dessert. We had a time of prayer and they even sang some hymns of thanks. What a great day to remember how blessed we are and the One who has given us more than we could ever deserve. That was even more obvious to me this year than usual - here I am reminded daily, almost hourly, that I have been given so much, and therefore have more than enough to share...

I finished the day by Skyping with my family who was gathered at my parents' house for dinner. I am very thankful for all of them and for their love and support while I'm away.

The idea of Thanksgiving Day actually seems to be catching on down here - I heard from a lot of people that schools and families here are starting to choose to celebrate the day as one of service and gratefulness. Not a bad idea.

Psalm 118:1
Give thanks to the LORD, for he is good; his love endures forever.