Another chance to finish a blog I started ages ago!
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A cute, but VERY grumpy, particularly sensitive, over emotional and loud toddler.
This boy NEEDS a nap!
"But IM NOT TIRED. I don't like to nap. I don't want to rest. I DONT LIKE REST!."
(emphasis Josiahs!)
More crying, more shouting and within 10 minutes he was..... in a peaceful sleep!
Even my bubba Eli sometimes fights sleep when he's tired. What's that all about?!
Josiah reminded me how we sometimes are with our Abba Daddy in heaven. How silly that we sometimes think we can get through even a day without resting and being refreshed in Him. How silly to think we have what it takes to get through all the challenges a day brings without abiding in Him.
In spite of my toddlers very confident protests and opposition about resting, I knew he really really did need to rest. His lack of nap time was THE cause of all the more intense outbursts, lack of self control and general crankiness.
If we don't get time with God and our minds renewed by His word we can sometimes end up with very "un-Christian" outbursts! For me if I don't make time with God first thing in the morning I'm done for!
Since becoming a mum I am so much more aware that I need God all through the day. I need to talk to Him, dipping in and out of conversation all through the day. Inviting Him into everything, every part of my day.
I learned that as a parent "quite times" and the secret place are neither really as quiet or as secret! I went through a season of feeling really frustrated when I couldn't get time to pray alone. Then one day I felt so released as the Spirit revealed something to me.
I had this impression that I should be taking the boys with me into the secret (now not so secret) place. I should just sit with Jesus- sing, talk, listen and read with the boys around. So a while back that's what I started to do and I found (to my surprise) that the boys somehow picked up on the atmosphere (for a little while at least) and I could abide without being pulled at too much! A few times Josiah has joined in singing what I'm singing or bringing his own picture bible to the kitchen table. I was so blessed!
God wants us to meet with Him in every season of our lives. He wants to be involved in it all. How special is that?!
When I was a teenager I sometimes would baby sit for my friend that had 7 children. Yes 7! I remember her saying on a few occasions about doing "mountain top prayers". If I'm not mistaken she was referring to how Jesus would go up a mountain and pray short prayers to the Father and then come back down and continue with ministering to people. As mums, we need to be copying Jesus and having us a lot of mountain top prayers! Through the crazy busyness that a day brings we can have conversations back and forth with the creator of the universe- our Daddy God.
Our mission fields are where we step (or are pulled) out of bed
- our homes
- our work
- our neighborhood
- or a foreign land
So we all have a mission field. But how distorted if we think we can prove faithful to them without being with Jesus. Isn't it all so wrong if we are working for Him, even talking about Him but not actually talking to Him that much?
He's a God of relationship and he desires us to love Him and talk to Him. Amazing!
Josiah re- reminded me of one of my life verses. A passage I find myself continually coming back to again and again. I feel I can never read it too much;
"I am the vine, you are the branches. He who abides in Me, and I in him, bears much fruit; for without Me you can do nothing" John 15:5
How mind blowing that Christ wants to abide in us and even wants us to abide in Him so that much fruit can be shown through us. Amazing!
I can do nothing without Him!
August 12, 2014
August 10, 2014
An angel joined us for breakfast.
( A blog I scribbled a couple of months ago, but only got around to kind of editing)
My two boys eating cereal at the kitchen table and worship music streaming live from the International House Of Prayer in the background.
Josiah-"A rainbow Mummy!"
Me- "Where outside?" Then I focused my attention back to Eli who was rubbing his breakfast into his newly washed hair.
(A moment or two later)
Josiah- "Mummy, a rainbow!"
Me- "Where? Did you see one out the window?"
This time I got up out my chair and looked out of the window. I haven't seen many rainbows in Manila.
Josiah -"NO Mummy, THERE" pointing to the far corner of the living room
Josiah- "The angel has a violin and singing 'Our God is Stronger'"
I almost chocked on my toast! Did my son just tell me he saw a rainbow, violin playing, singing angel?!!!
Yes, I guess he did!!
He then went back to eating his breakfast.
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A few weeks later we were having snack time and Josiah out of the blue said;
"I'm just watching the ballet dancer Mummy" transfixed on a vacant space in the center of the living room.
"He is doing like this with His wings. " ( makes imaginary wings with his two arms and spins around)
You might be thinking - what a good imagination that child has or you may be thinking what a weird kid!
I remember years ago my Pastor in Scotland said that he believed sometimes children saw things in the supernatural realm that we miss.I started to think about why this might be.
Josiah is not mature enough to deliberate about his description might be received. I'm sure he does not yet have the capacity to think " if I share this with mum I might look like a fool!"
Children tell it like it is. They say what they see, ignorant about skepticism and without practice at being cynical. The are trusting, have simple faith, tender hearts and humility.
They have not yet learned how to be egocentric. There's an innocence and purity .... well most of the time! :)
We as adults on the other hand may doubt, question much more, care about what others may think or say.
When did we lose that care free abandonment not to be concerned about the judgment of others? When did we last take a risk by saying something true and crazy about loving Jesus?
What was the last thing we spoke that came from a truly humble heart?
Do we trust our heavenly Father with our whole hearts enough to simply have faith in His promises no matter what our circumstances say?
Did my little boy see two angels?
Maybe not- but maybe!
I have no problem believing he did.
God used my son to give me a reminder lesson about being childlike. I mean Jesus must have been trying to tell us something when he was asked who was the greatest in the kingdom of heaven-
"At that time the disciples came to Jesus, saying, “Who then is greatest in the kingdom of heaven?”
Then Jesus called a little child to Him, set him in the midst of them, and said,
“Assuredly, I say to you, unless you are converted and become as little children, you will by no means enter the kingdom of heaven. Therefore whoever humbles himself as this little child is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven"
(Matthew 18: 1-4)
I wonder how many things we miss out on because our hearts are not always in that place of becoming like a little child? How many blessings have we not received because we do not humble ourselves as we should?
So grateful for God using these two wee men to teach me continually!
My two boys eating cereal at the kitchen table and worship music streaming live from the International House Of Prayer in the background.
Josiah-"A rainbow Mummy!"
Me- "Where outside?" Then I focused my attention back to Eli who was rubbing his breakfast into his newly washed hair.
(A moment or two later)
Josiah- "Mummy, a rainbow!"
Me- "Where? Did you see one out the window?"
This time I got up out my chair and looked out of the window. I haven't seen many rainbows in Manila.
Josiah -"NO Mummy, THERE" pointing to the far corner of the living room
Josiah- "The angel has a violin and singing 'Our God is Stronger'"
I almost chocked on my toast! Did my son just tell me he saw a rainbow, violin playing, singing angel?!!!
Yes, I guess he did!!
He then went back to eating his breakfast.
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A few weeks later we were having snack time and Josiah out of the blue said;
"I'm just watching the ballet dancer Mummy" transfixed on a vacant space in the center of the living room.
"He is doing like this with His wings. " ( makes imaginary wings with his two arms and spins around)
You might be thinking - what a good imagination that child has or you may be thinking what a weird kid!
I remember years ago my Pastor in Scotland said that he believed sometimes children saw things in the supernatural realm that we miss.I started to think about why this might be.
Josiah is not mature enough to deliberate about his description might be received. I'm sure he does not yet have the capacity to think " if I share this with mum I might look like a fool!"
Children tell it like it is. They say what they see, ignorant about skepticism and without practice at being cynical. The are trusting, have simple faith, tender hearts and humility.
They have not yet learned how to be egocentric. There's an innocence and purity .... well most of the time! :)
We as adults on the other hand may doubt, question much more, care about what others may think or say.
When did we lose that care free abandonment not to be concerned about the judgment of others? When did we last take a risk by saying something true and crazy about loving Jesus?
What was the last thing we spoke that came from a truly humble heart?
Do we trust our heavenly Father with our whole hearts enough to simply have faith in His promises no matter what our circumstances say?
Did my little boy see two angels?
Maybe not- but maybe!
I have no problem believing he did.
God used my son to give me a reminder lesson about being childlike. I mean Jesus must have been trying to tell us something when he was asked who was the greatest in the kingdom of heaven-
"At that time the disciples came to Jesus, saying, “Who then is greatest in the kingdom of heaven?”
Then Jesus called a little child to Him, set him in the midst of them, and said,
“Assuredly, I say to you, unless you are converted and become as little children, you will by no means enter the kingdom of heaven. Therefore whoever humbles himself as this little child is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven"
(Matthew 18: 1-4)
I wonder how many things we miss out on because our hearts are not always in that place of becoming like a little child? How many blessings have we not received because we do not humble ourselves as we should?
So grateful for God using these two wee men to teach me continually!
July 17, 2014
The mission field is MESSY
"Holistic Ministry"
What does it really mean?
I would offer that an on the ground definition would be;
"MESSY!"
Holistic ministry is to get invited into every area of someone's life. The good, the bad and the messy!
Mission is Messy!
The issues that families with very limited means have can be complicated, heartbreaking, confusing and untidy.
Loving people without expecting anything in return is messy and we are called as the church to jump into that mess.
We must.
We are called to keep loving and keep helping when people do not appreciate it.
We are called to keep caring for those that hurt our hearts and throw it all back at us intentionally or unintentionally.
We are called to keep blessing those who might try to use us. After you have given your time, your help, your resources they may disappoint.
Many may come back to say thank you. Some may not. It really doesn't matter. We often tell the people "salamat sa Dios lang po" ( just say thanks to God please)
In mission, in Christian charities we should always be pointing people to God, not our organizations or ourselves. We are commissioned to build for the Kingdom- not build a name for our selves. We should be making people dependent on God and empowering them to do what they can.
We are called to jump into their mess to walk along side them- no strings attached.
In the Mess there are MOMENTS
Moment we get to see the most personal parts of lives- new babies, weddings. Often people become part of your family.
Moments we get the privilege to help save lives sometimes.
Moments we watch Jesus completely turn a life around, change from the inside out.
Moments we see God move, God heal, God fill up and light up.
Moments we get to play a part of whole families being transformed.
MESS and MOMENTS
Through the hard times and through the amazing times we must continue to;
Love God. Love people
.
Make wrong things right.
Be a voice for those who have none.
Empower. Give Dignity. Bring Hope.
One of the passages we have got for the slums and one we cling on to and speak out.
What does it really mean?
I would offer that an on the ground definition would be;
"MESSY!"
Holistic ministry is to get invited into every area of someone's life. The good, the bad and the messy!
Mission is Messy!
The issues that families with very limited means have can be complicated, heartbreaking, confusing and untidy.
Loving people without expecting anything in return is messy and we are called as the church to jump into that mess.
We must.
We are called to keep loving and keep helping when people do not appreciate it.
We are called to keep caring for those that hurt our hearts and throw it all back at us intentionally or unintentionally.
We are called to keep blessing those who might try to use us. After you have given your time, your help, your resources they may disappoint.
Many may come back to say thank you. Some may not. It really doesn't matter. We often tell the people "salamat sa Dios lang po" ( just say thanks to God please)
In mission, in Christian charities we should always be pointing people to God, not our organizations or ourselves. We are commissioned to build for the Kingdom- not build a name for our selves. We should be making people dependent on God and empowering them to do what they can.
We are called to jump into their mess to walk along side them- no strings attached.
In the Mess there are MOMENTS
Moment we get to see the most personal parts of lives- new babies, weddings. Often people become part of your family.
Moments we get the privilege to help save lives sometimes.
Moments we watch Jesus completely turn a life around, change from the inside out.
Moments we see God move, God heal, God fill up and light up.
Moments we get to play a part of whole families being transformed.
MESS and MOMENTS
Through the hard times and through the amazing times we must continue to;
Love God. Love people
.
Make wrong things right.
Be a voice for those who have none.
Empower. Give Dignity. Bring Hope.
One of the passages we have got for the slums and one we cling on to and speak out.
Isaiah 61:
(3)
"To give them beauty for ashes,
The oil of joy for mourning,
The garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness,
That they may be called trees of righteousness,
The planting of the Lord, that He may be glorified.
(4)
And they shall rebuild the old ruins,
They shall raise up former desolations,
And they shall repair the ruined cities,
The desolations of many generations
(7)
Instead of your shame you shall have double honor
Instead of confusion you shall rejoice
(8)
For I , the Lord love justice.....I will direct their work in truth"
Typhoon season here again.
There's a bad typhoon today. The electric went off in the middle of the night and hasn't come back on yet.
The battering of the storm and crashing flying things woke the boys at 4.30am and that was them up!
(yawn)
The street and subdivision flooded deep so we were stranded. Not much food in the house so hero hubby braved the storm to go buy tinned goods. Never been so thankful to see him turn up at the door with canned tuna! hehe He had to move a part of a tree off the road to get to the store. Took him about 2 hours just to go to the local shop and back. People panic buying he said.
I was feeling grumpy since we had all been awake since 4.30am. I lost my joy for a bit! Boys eventually napped even though it was really stuffy with no electric fans. I discovered that it takes one hour to boil a pan of water with 2 candles. Drank coffee. Got my bible out and felt much better!
As soon as there is any kind of storm our hearts turn to the communities we work in. They are resourceful and resilient and certainly do not need us to rescue them. But the reality is also that the men and women who depend on recycling cannot work during a typhoon and this means their families do not eat that day.
My heart full of thanks to God that the majority of our team are made up from residents in the community. This means that even when calamity strikes they are able to continue meeting needs. Today the feeding team continued provide food for the mothers and babies and tomorrow they will run extra feeding for anyone who needs it.
KCM youth Pastor Elmo decided he still wanted to try to get to Tondo to mentor the youth even though much of the public transport was down. Our church has had no electric so they sat out in in the wet street by candlelight.
Our main centers roof got a good bashing and quite damaged. Without being asked local residents from the dump site area climbed up to repair it
The feeding women, the youth Pastor and the local men were displaying the very verses I was reading this afternoon;
"... among whom you SHINE AS LIGHTS in the world" (Philippians 2:15
"Let your LIGHT so SHINE before men" ( Matthew 5:16)
Today we were dependent very much on candles. I appreciated them so much more than I normally would. Even the little flickers they were giving made a big difference. I could see where in the house my babies were running around before sunrise! They gave perspective. They made the darkness bearable.
WE the church are to BE THE LIGHT in this world. WE are to make the lives of people who are sad, sick, lonely, struggling or in total darkness a bit brighter. We are to be that warm light that makes it a little easier to cope. We are to be the flicker that ultimately points them to THE LIGHT of the WORLD- JESUS.
Over the next few days we will know the housing damages in the communities. Thank you to those who have been communicating via text and fb to ask how everyone is. We appreciate it.
https://www.facebook.com/KalayaanMinistries
The battering of the storm and crashing flying things woke the boys at 4.30am and that was them up!
(yawn)
The street and subdivision flooded deep so we were stranded. Not much food in the house so hero hubby braved the storm to go buy tinned goods. Never been so thankful to see him turn up at the door with canned tuna! hehe He had to move a part of a tree off the road to get to the store. Took him about 2 hours just to go to the local shop and back. People panic buying he said.
I was feeling grumpy since we had all been awake since 4.30am. I lost my joy for a bit! Boys eventually napped even though it was really stuffy with no electric fans. I discovered that it takes one hour to boil a pan of water with 2 candles. Drank coffee. Got my bible out and felt much better!
As soon as there is any kind of storm our hearts turn to the communities we work in. They are resourceful and resilient and certainly do not need us to rescue them. But the reality is also that the men and women who depend on recycling cannot work during a typhoon and this means their families do not eat that day.
My heart full of thanks to God that the majority of our team are made up from residents in the community. This means that even when calamity strikes they are able to continue meeting needs. Today the feeding team continued provide food for the mothers and babies and tomorrow they will run extra feeding for anyone who needs it.
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the mother volunteers know the need and continue to meet them even during floods |
KCM youth Pastor Elmo decided he still wanted to try to get to Tondo to mentor the youth even though much of the public transport was down. Our church has had no electric so they sat out in in the wet street by candlelight.
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Youth Pastos "feet bringing good news" :) |
Our main centers roof got a good bashing and quite damaged. Without being asked local residents from the dump site area climbed up to repair it
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youth mentoring and young men that helped fix our roof |
The feeding women, the youth Pastor and the local men were displaying the very verses I was reading this afternoon;
"... among whom you SHINE AS LIGHTS in the world" (Philippians 2:15
"Let your LIGHT so SHINE before men" ( Matthew 5:16)
Today we were dependent very much on candles. I appreciated them so much more than I normally would. Even the little flickers they were giving made a big difference. I could see where in the house my babies were running around before sunrise! They gave perspective. They made the darkness bearable.
WE the church are to BE THE LIGHT in this world. WE are to make the lives of people who are sad, sick, lonely, struggling or in total darkness a bit brighter. We are to be that warm light that makes it a little easier to cope. We are to be the flicker that ultimately points them to THE LIGHT of the WORLD- JESUS.
Over the next few days we will know the housing damages in the communities. Thank you to those who have been communicating via text and fb to ask how everyone is. We appreciate it.
https://www.facebook.com/KalayaanMinistries
June 25, 2014
See-through prayers
When our main focus is not Jesus, everything else slips out of balance.
When our minds and hands are consumed with busyness we miss being still for the still small voice.
Oh how we need His still small voice as much as we need His words that roar like a lion to awaken our hearts.
Our hearts need ignited with passion for Jesus.
Fuelled by Him, for Him.
Shaken up and trembling to want more and know more of what He has for us.
Stir up those gifts.
What are your gifts?
Are they dormant, disillusioned or desperate to glorify the One who gave them?
Who gave them for His own pleasure and for others.
Jesus, refresh us. Wake us. Melt the stone. Soften the clay
-to be molded in your love
Less of us.
More of You.
Love for you.
Love for others
radical,
raw
and real.
With see-through prayers i say I don't have what it takes to make a difference
You God are what will make the difference though me.
.
Our legacy's matter
I long to leave a good one
to my husband, children and the forgotten ones you have called me too.
I'm not interested in building a ministry. Don't care about numbers.
I want to be found faithful
I want to be found faithful
to You ,to the ones you gave us to care about.
They matter.
Family SO matters.
Justice matters.
And when we lose our way and do things backwards- loving them instead of loving you first
QUICKLY turn us around, incline our senses to your guiding Spirit to turn things the right way.
LOVING YOU. LOVING PEOPLE
.
Concerned with you, obsessed with you. In love with you.
You matter more.
And on the days when things just don't work, may I stir up my own heart song to praise you.
Love you., thank you and remember
Remember you are still all and in all.
Come on soul wake up! Be stirred up!
Seek the ONE that matters
Matters more than anyone, more than anything.
To Jesus. For Jesus.
You see us- and you are good
You know us- and you are kind
You hear us- and you are close
You see- through us that you will be seen through us
When our minds and hands are consumed with busyness we miss being still for the still small voice.
Oh how we need His still small voice as much as we need His words that roar like a lion to awaken our hearts.
Our hearts need ignited with passion for Jesus.
Fuelled by Him, for Him.
Shaken up and trembling to want more and know more of what He has for us.
Stir up those gifts.
What are your gifts?
Are they dormant, disillusioned or desperate to glorify the One who gave them?
Who gave them for His own pleasure and for others.
Jesus, refresh us. Wake us. Melt the stone. Soften the clay
-to be molded in your love
Less of us.
More of You.
Love for you.
Love for others
radical,
raw
and real.
With see-through prayers i say I don't have what it takes to make a difference
You God are what will make the difference though me.
.
Our legacy's matter
I long to leave a good one
to my husband, children and the forgotten ones you have called me too.
I'm not interested in building a ministry. Don't care about numbers.
I want to be found faithful
I want to be found faithful
to You ,to the ones you gave us to care about.
They matter.
Family SO matters.
Justice matters.
And when we lose our way and do things backwards- loving them instead of loving you first
QUICKLY turn us around, incline our senses to your guiding Spirit to turn things the right way.
LOVING YOU. LOVING PEOPLE
.
Concerned with you, obsessed with you. In love with you.
You matter more.
And on the days when things just don't work, may I stir up my own heart song to praise you.
Love you., thank you and remember
Remember you are still all and in all.
Come on soul wake up! Be stirred up!
Seek the ONE that matters
Matters more than anyone, more than anything.
To Jesus. For Jesus.
You see us- and you are good
You know us- and you are kind
You hear us- and you are close
You see- through us that you will be seen through us
May 25, 2014
Learning about Leading.
Sometimes people think living in another country is an adventure. Sometimes it is. Sometimes it isn't.
Sometimes people think being in full time on a mission field is rewarding.
Sometimes it is. Sometimes it isn't.
If you are called to serve a community of people long term there will be times of much fruit and encouragement and also times of challenge and discouragement.
Our motivation can never only be people. It must be Christ.
In my husband I see a servant leader. Continually helping people behind the scenes as well as leading from the front.
In my husband I see a leader who stands up for injustice and will not let unfairness have any place.
In my husband I see a leader who speaks the truth in love. If someone in our care has done something wrong, he will tell them in a way that will rebuke but encourage them to go on, go on and be better.
In my husband I see a man who will stand up to encourage others during times when his own heart is discouraged. In fact I have seen him stand up and speak words of encouragement to the very ones who have done things to discourage him.
In my husband I see a man who goes on and serves not because people are watching.. Not because hundreds come back and say thank you. Some do. Some don't. But it's not about that. He leads and serves and serves and leads because in this season he believes this is what he is meant to do.
He has many gifts. He wont take them forward unless God clearly open the door. He wont push himself to a place so that people will hear him.
A patient man. A kind man. A gifted man. A genuinely humble man. A giving and generous man.
He would give away anything and everything. He holds no material thing tightly.
I've seen him give away things of great worth and I've seen him come home soaking wet without a t shirt having given it away to some one that was colder than he was.
A perfect man. No.
A great man. Yes.
I am so thankful he is my husband.
I am thankful I am learning about leading by watching him do it.
I know the ONE who is leading you.
I know who holds your hand
I see Jesus in your walk and the ones you stop for
You stop for hopeless ones others walk past. You stop and you do something.
I know the One who is leading you
I hear Him in your songs
It's heavens words sang through you
Music that make forgotten hearts know they have Someone to belong to.
I know the one who is leading you
I see Him in the way you lead us
With patience, giving, forgiveness and strength
He's part of you. You're part of Him. Both part of us.
So keep going. Keep leading. He'll carry you when you can't. He'll awaken the next song you should pen that will encourage your heart to still lead, still serve. Still serve. Still lead.
Sometimes people think being in full time on a mission field is rewarding.
Sometimes it is. Sometimes it isn't.
If you are called to serve a community of people long term there will be times of much fruit and encouragement and also times of challenge and discouragement.
Our motivation can never only be people. It must be Christ.
In my husband I see a servant leader. Continually helping people behind the scenes as well as leading from the front.
In my husband I see a leader who stands up for injustice and will not let unfairness have any place.
In my husband I see a leader who speaks the truth in love. If someone in our care has done something wrong, he will tell them in a way that will rebuke but encourage them to go on, go on and be better.
In my husband I see a man who will stand up to encourage others during times when his own heart is discouraged. In fact I have seen him stand up and speak words of encouragement to the very ones who have done things to discourage him.
In my husband I see a man who goes on and serves not because people are watching.. Not because hundreds come back and say thank you. Some do. Some don't. But it's not about that. He leads and serves and serves and leads because in this season he believes this is what he is meant to do.
He has many gifts. He wont take them forward unless God clearly open the door. He wont push himself to a place so that people will hear him.
A patient man. A kind man. A gifted man. A genuinely humble man. A giving and generous man.
He would give away anything and everything. He holds no material thing tightly.
I've seen him give away things of great worth and I've seen him come home soaking wet without a t shirt having given it away to some one that was colder than he was.
A perfect man. No.
A great man. Yes.
I am so thankful he is my husband.
I am thankful I am learning about leading by watching him do it.
I know the ONE who is leading you.
I know who holds your hand
I see Jesus in your walk and the ones you stop for
You stop for hopeless ones others walk past. You stop and you do something.
I know the One who is leading you
I hear Him in your songs
It's heavens words sang through you
Music that make forgotten hearts know they have Someone to belong to.
I know the one who is leading you
I see Him in the way you lead us
With patience, giving, forgiveness and strength
He's part of you. You're part of Him. Both part of us.
So keep going. Keep leading. He'll carry you when you can't. He'll awaken the next song you should pen that will encourage your heart to still lead, still serve. Still serve. Still lead.
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Josiah and our hero- Daddy. |
May 4, 2014
My responsiblity.
"Please God. Don't show me anymore new needs today" was the whisper of my heart this week.
I know that sounds so selfish and silly.
What I meant was that we (the team) are dealing with so many needs already and it seems that every time we set foot on the dump site we are presented with more critical needs.
Urgent needs. Desperate needs.
I don't mean that people come and ask us for anything. I mean individuals and families are really suffering and the needs are just desperate at times and right in front of our faces. No sooner had I uttered that sentence in my heart than I heard and felt the following words like a loud, booming compress in my spirit;
"If we the church don't respond to the needs then who will?
If you don't respond who will?
IT IS YOUR RESPONSIBILITY"
The fact is it is our responsibility as the church, the body of Christ, the hands and feet of Jesus, a fellow human being to do something to help people who are hurting.
Yes it will hurt to see such suffering.
Yes some nights you wont sleep because you feel the burden of their situation weigh heavy on you.
They will be on your heart. On your mind.
You will think and pray and wonder about the most helpful and sustainable way to respond.
In some cases there is NO other option but to respond straight away.
Budgets will be adjusted and priorities re-arranged again. You will constantly reassess the most pressing needs. It's not renovations or making the place look nicer. It's not repairing the vehicles . It's no longer a field trip or purchasing another instrument- it's helping someone to survive- to make it.
We need to ask God to let us see our communities as He sees them.
He doesn't see them as a mass numerical blur.
He sees individuals.
He sees them and He cares. He sees them and responds.
The hungry are our responsibility
The hurting are our responsibility
The widow, the orphan , the sick, the lonely are OUR responsibility.
But there is too much need and would never know where to start right? We could never help everyone right?
Start with those around you. Start with those whose stories you hear. God will clearly lead you to that someone... and the next.... and the next.
Ron and I find that God clearly puts the next person or the next family in front of us to help and we just KNOW.
Response doesn't have to mean money, though it can. The greatest response to need is LOVE. Loving those who don't have anyone else. Response is our TIME. Response is LISTENING. Response is using our RESOURCES to make things a little easier for them.
A real response in genuine love and care is sacrifice and according to what Jesus demonstrated through his life that is what true love should be- sacrifice.
Sigh, how often does our (my) selfishness get in the way. I, me, my can run out our (my) mouth so easily can't they? Our feelings. Our needs. Our expectations.
Loving the hurting stranger, loving those in our community, loving our children, loving our spouses should be a sacrifice and with that sacrifice would come joy because it is better to give away than get. An upside down, radical principle, but a biblical truth nonetheless.
I am learning that loving is not always doing something immediately, but can be just being there. In many ways it's so much easier to go into a slum community and DO something. DO a program. DO a ministry. DO a "thing" (and they "things" whatever they are can be of great value) But for me personally doing the things are easier than just sitting beside someone who is the embodiment of human suffering and doing nothing but listening with everything in that moment. To really listen to the stories, to their lives and hurts is one of the most difficult things and yet this is where relationship and often friendships are built.
The day I said "please don't show me any more needs today"
He did show me more.
Raquel.
Raquel has been coming to the mother and babies group for a couple of months. Initially she always sat alone because she comes from a different area of the dump site than the majority come from. It's only in the past couple of weeks that we have learned more about her situation. She has never asked for anything. She has never spoke about her troubles unless asked.
I noticed the fist time she and her 2 children joined the group at the way her face would light up when her youngest baby girl smiled. Her 7 month old honestly has one of the most beautiful smiles I have ever seen. She is such a happy baby. Small for her age, but really obviously happy.
Raquel is often the first mother to come through the gates and just always starts to play with her kids. One day a couple of weeks ago she began opening up about her situation after I asked about her husband.
"He left us 7 weeks ago. He took my middle son with him"
For 7 weeks 22 year old Raquel has had no income as her husband was the one to earn through recycling.. For 7 weeks she has been grieving and missing her 3 year old second born son.
Her Father left when she was a little girl and her mother is dead. She doesn't have anyone to support her, apart from neighbors who "sometimes give rice when they have it".
She has been doing her very best and has been determined to try and feed her children something each day sometimes by peeling garlic to make a few pesos and sometimes selling pag-pag (waste food that is recycled)
Other women in the community told me they see her picking food from the trash, sometimes to feed her children and sometimes to sell. Can we even begin to imagine what we would do if there was no other option for food to fill the ache in our children's stomachs?
Her home is situated in one of the worst parts of the area. You have to step though so mush sludge, water and trash to reach it. Her home is 2x5 foot long. No electricity. It is a tiny shanty with holes in the roof and chicken wire and old boards for walls. She has wood on the ground where she and the children sleep. There are pieces of tarpaulin covering it which is kept spotlessly clean for the babies to lie on.
What struck me about Raquel the first time I observed her in the mothers group and every week after was how gentle she was with her children and the way her face glowed with a big beautiful smile every time her children would smile.
Ron and I spent a long time with Raquel one day this week in her home and I just cannot get her out of my heart. We both felt that her children were the only reason she has kept going. Kept surviving. Kept trying to provide somehow.
Would you pray for Raquel please?
Her youngest child is now on our daily feeding program where she is fed twice a day. I was encouraged to hear from the lips of the women from the other side of the dump site that they have began getting to know her and talking to her.
She is being given weekly groceries and rice delivered by our feeding team. We will do a house repair soon to help keep the rain out and a micro enterprise business which she can operate from home so that she could earn money without having to leave her children.
More than all this though, we would like you to pray that through her getting to know other mums at the group and those in our team she would no longer feel so alone. We want her to know she is cared about, thought about and loved. What a brave and loving mother to have kept going.
"it's because I have strength inside" she told us.
"Pure and undefiled religion before God and the Father is this: to visit orphans and widows in their trouble.." James 1:27
Oh that I could have a heart to never want to miss a chance to do this. Oh for eyes that could see past myself and see people like Jesus would.
https://www.facebook.com/KalayaanMinistries
I know that sounds so selfish and silly.
What I meant was that we (the team) are dealing with so many needs already and it seems that every time we set foot on the dump site we are presented with more critical needs.
Urgent needs. Desperate needs.
I don't mean that people come and ask us for anything. I mean individuals and families are really suffering and the needs are just desperate at times and right in front of our faces. No sooner had I uttered that sentence in my heart than I heard and felt the following words like a loud, booming compress in my spirit;
"If we the church don't respond to the needs then who will?
If you don't respond who will?
IT IS YOUR RESPONSIBILITY"
The fact is it is our responsibility as the church, the body of Christ, the hands and feet of Jesus, a fellow human being to do something to help people who are hurting.
Yes it will hurt to see such suffering.
Yes some nights you wont sleep because you feel the burden of their situation weigh heavy on you.
They will be on your heart. On your mind.
You will think and pray and wonder about the most helpful and sustainable way to respond.
In some cases there is NO other option but to respond straight away.
Budgets will be adjusted and priorities re-arranged again. You will constantly reassess the most pressing needs. It's not renovations or making the place look nicer. It's not repairing the vehicles . It's no longer a field trip or purchasing another instrument- it's helping someone to survive- to make it.
We need to ask God to let us see our communities as He sees them.
He doesn't see them as a mass numerical blur.
He sees individuals.
He sees them and He cares. He sees them and responds.
The hungry are our responsibility
The hurting are our responsibility
The widow, the orphan , the sick, the lonely are OUR responsibility.
But there is too much need and would never know where to start right? We could never help everyone right?
Start with those around you. Start with those whose stories you hear. God will clearly lead you to that someone... and the next.... and the next.
Ron and I find that God clearly puts the next person or the next family in front of us to help and we just KNOW.
Response doesn't have to mean money, though it can. The greatest response to need is LOVE. Loving those who don't have anyone else. Response is our TIME. Response is LISTENING. Response is using our RESOURCES to make things a little easier for them.
A real response in genuine love and care is sacrifice and according to what Jesus demonstrated through his life that is what true love should be- sacrifice.
Sigh, how often does our (my) selfishness get in the way. I, me, my can run out our (my) mouth so easily can't they? Our feelings. Our needs. Our expectations.
Loving the hurting stranger, loving those in our community, loving our children, loving our spouses should be a sacrifice and with that sacrifice would come joy because it is better to give away than get. An upside down, radical principle, but a biblical truth nonetheless.
I am learning that loving is not always doing something immediately, but can be just being there. In many ways it's so much easier to go into a slum community and DO something. DO a program. DO a ministry. DO a "thing" (and they "things" whatever they are can be of great value) But for me personally doing the things are easier than just sitting beside someone who is the embodiment of human suffering and doing nothing but listening with everything in that moment. To really listen to the stories, to their lives and hurts is one of the most difficult things and yet this is where relationship and often friendships are built.
The day I said "please don't show me any more needs today"
He did show me more.
Raquel.
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Raquel in her home talking to Ron about her situation |
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Raquel in the KCM "Mama and Me" playgroup |
Raquel has been coming to the mother and babies group for a couple of months. Initially she always sat alone because she comes from a different area of the dump site than the majority come from. It's only in the past couple of weeks that we have learned more about her situation. She has never asked for anything. She has never spoke about her troubles unless asked.
I noticed the fist time she and her 2 children joined the group at the way her face would light up when her youngest baby girl smiled. Her 7 month old honestly has one of the most beautiful smiles I have ever seen. She is such a happy baby. Small for her age, but really obviously happy.
Raquel is often the first mother to come through the gates and just always starts to play with her kids. One day a couple of weeks ago she began opening up about her situation after I asked about her husband.
"He left us 7 weeks ago. He took my middle son with him"
For 7 weeks 22 year old Raquel has had no income as her husband was the one to earn through recycling.. For 7 weeks she has been grieving and missing her 3 year old second born son.
Her Father left when she was a little girl and her mother is dead. She doesn't have anyone to support her, apart from neighbors who "sometimes give rice when they have it".
She has been doing her very best and has been determined to try and feed her children something each day sometimes by peeling garlic to make a few pesos and sometimes selling pag-pag (waste food that is recycled)
Other women in the community told me they see her picking food from the trash, sometimes to feed her children and sometimes to sell. Can we even begin to imagine what we would do if there was no other option for food to fill the ache in our children's stomachs?
Her home is situated in one of the worst parts of the area. You have to step though so mush sludge, water and trash to reach it. Her home is 2x5 foot long. No electricity. It is a tiny shanty with holes in the roof and chicken wire and old boards for walls. She has wood on the ground where she and the children sleep. There are pieces of tarpaulin covering it which is kept spotlessly clean for the babies to lie on.
What struck me about Raquel the first time I observed her in the mothers group and every week after was how gentle she was with her children and the way her face glowed with a big beautiful smile every time her children would smile.
Ron and I spent a long time with Raquel one day this week in her home and I just cannot get her out of my heart. We both felt that her children were the only reason she has kept going. Kept surviving. Kept trying to provide somehow.
Would you pray for Raquel please?
Her youngest child is now on our daily feeding program where she is fed twice a day. I was encouraged to hear from the lips of the women from the other side of the dump site that they have began getting to know her and talking to her.
She is being given weekly groceries and rice delivered by our feeding team. We will do a house repair soon to help keep the rain out and a micro enterprise business which she can operate from home so that she could earn money without having to leave her children.
More than all this though, we would like you to pray that through her getting to know other mums at the group and those in our team she would no longer feel so alone. We want her to know she is cared about, thought about and loved. What a brave and loving mother to have kept going.
"it's because I have strength inside" she told us.
"Pure and undefiled religion before God and the Father is this: to visit orphans and widows in their trouble.." James 1:27
Oh that I could have a heart to never want to miss a chance to do this. Oh for eyes that could see past myself and see people like Jesus would.
https://www.facebook.com/KalayaanMinistries
April 27, 2014
Gangs and Grace.
I was trying to think about a title that might cover some of what's been going on the last couple of months and much of it seems to revolve around GANGS and GRACE.
Our center in Tondo is situated in the heart of a community where there are many hard working Fathers and Mothers who strive and push their bodies and minds to the limit just to provide their children something to eat each day. There are compassionate, self sacrificing, loving and motivated people here.
They are collecting and selling trash instead of begging. They are WORKING trying to make an honest living. They are recyclers.
However the depth of poverty can drive a person to do very desperate things at times. Within the community are syndicates. Those who make money from drugs, crime and killing. Gang affiliations are normal and gang fights nothing new
From what we have observed there are 2 types of gangs, the younger men who join to belong and often end up as the fall back guy, they get labeled as "rugby boys"- boys that are addicted to sniffing solvents. They get caught up in petty crimes that often escalate to bigger ones.
Then there are the senior gang members. Their common place gang wars and gun riots strike fear in the younger children. Shootings and slashing a signature trademark.
" There's a riot. There's a riot" we hear the youngsters call to each other. The next movement after the small voices are usually that of the mothers moving speedily outside to bring their children to a safer place.
When I see young children running around in an imaginary world with toy guns I get a deep heavy bolder like feeling in the pit of my stomach because this world is real to them.
They see violence. They know it.
Ron has witnessed quite a lot of gang fights whilst being there. I have only ever been around one. We were teaching kids choir on a Tuesday evening and then shots came from the roof. There was heavy footed thumping as the men ran across the corrugated iron above us. The children screamed and then the guard shouted across the hall that one of the gun men had come in the back entrance to our building.
Ron and I huddled the group of children together and we went out the front gate and crouched together in the farthest corner. It was soon over and everything went back to "normal".
Gang riots have always been there, but since January we have been aware of increase activity in the community. We know about 6 murders all within walking distance from our base. They have all been gang/drug related , apart from one which was the rape and murder of a 12 year old girl.
2 were of policemen that died through gangs throwing grenades into their barangay out post. There is definite increased tension between the local gangs and community police within the last month.
One shooting was across from our center in broad daylight.
It's a crazy mixture of calm, joy, busyness, violence and crime.
We have been hesitant writing about the killings because
1. there are already so many negative stereotypes about the area (many untrue)
2. we didn't want to terrify teams that had already booked their tickets to come!
At the same time we feel we should give an honest and balanced account about what has been going on. When sharing with friends it sometimes feels like we are describing a movie, but the facts are these are the issues the families living there are dealing with and living through.
But I can say that in the midst of all this strife there has been much Grace. God moving in lives in the way that only He can.
We have been working with a boy, lets call him "Ally" We were supporting him through school and he was doing so great. He began getting involved with the wrong group of friends. At 12 years old he sold everything he had, down to his very school shoes and notebooks to get money to buy glue to sniff. He became very reliant on solvents. He slept wherever around the dump site. I don't need to go into everything he got involved in. At home horrendous things were taking place. His 14 year old sister was being pimped out by her boyfriend. Sold for sex to older men in the community- at 14 years old.
The first time she was brave enough to make that initial step into our place I will never as long as I live forget how quickly she ate a plate of food. As her eyes rolled from whatever she was taking at the time, her hands grabbed the rice and shoveled it into he mouth.
"Ally" had been hiding from us for a few months but Ron had been looking for him. A few weeks ago after church he ran into the hall crying saying "big brother Ron. I heard you were looking for me. I have so many vices now"
He's 12 years old.
Long story short, with the consent of his parents we had him stay with us for a "vacation" and other member of our team have been taking care of him since then also. In such a short time, he is doing much better. No longer using. Trying to stay away from the wrong people and aiming to get back in school after the summer holidays. He's just a lovely, funny and sweet boy. We are seeing him laugh and joke again just like he used to. He comes in and out of the house of prayer and just lifts his hands and his voice to talk to God. My heart was just overwhelmed hearing his husky voice so sincerely talk to God to help him stay on track.
Pray for Him. Our team love this kid. He has a world of potential still to be unlocked. I don't want to go into his story or post his name and picture because I believe that one day he will tell his whole story for himself.
Last year Ron , Ptr Dodong and Rons dad started a mens group. This year we have seen God move in the hearts of some of the Fathers in a special way. The men that are involved in the mens group are some of the key leaders in the community. Amongst them drug dealers, gang members and an assassin. Yes, an actual assassin who used to be hired to kill people for a living.
I say "used to" because he asked Jesus into his heart and there have been big changes. His story should be a whole blog of its own!
Men who used to scorn their children for coming to kids church are now serving as volunteers in the church! Their wives and children testifying to the changed in their lives. We long to see many many more Father and husbands come to know Jesus.
Ministries are important. Community programs needed. But we believe and have seen many many times that it's only JESUS that can change a heart , do a deep work from the inside and transform a life.
Last weekend the team done a gospel outreach in an area where gangs trouble in prevalent and near where the little 12 year old was raped and left for dead. The youth prepared drama/music presentation, a film was shown and the good news shared. In all honesty the team had expected a hard atmosphere. Ron came home and said
"that place was so ready for that!"
After the outreach was done 41 men, women and children walked back to our center to know more about giving their lives to Christ! We rejoice with the angels for those who began a new journey and we pray that lasting fruit will come from their lives.
Lots of prayer needed for our church members and all the children and youth we serve through our program's in Navotas Cemetery.
The National Housing Association has confirmed that the demolishing of their homes will begin this June. Some have been given an eviction notice to leave by May.
The government authorities will relocate the families between 2 resettlement areas, Bulacan and Tanza. Those who do not pass a drug test or have over 5 children they will be relocated to the further away and larger area.
The residents are going through so much uncertainty right now and worried about having to take their children out of school, finding work and starting over.
Would you pray for them and our team as we walk through these changes with them. In particular remember our Navotas staff and volunteers and team leaders there Ptr Dodong and Ate Virgie. I have learned so much from the beautiful couple about real joy. I love worshipping in this church. There is a real, raw spirit or worship and happiness in Jesus. Outside are tombs, death and bags of bones and inside a tangible freedom for the Spirit of God to move.
The building we use where the church meet will also be knocked down, but that is only the building. It's the people who are the church and God use them to reach out to others wherever they are relocated.
Today was a lovely time as people were baptized in our new little pool. Obviously where a person is immersed doesn't matter a bit, but we are just thankful for this because of what we usually baptize in-
A paddling pool which gets more holes every time and usually while Ptr Dodong is baptizing , Ron is going around the outside trying to patch it up with scotch tape! (It's an amusing sight!)
When thinking about a kind of update blog, it's always really difficult to know what to include! But please do pray for;
1. Comfort for the families in Navotas who are facing so many changes and unknown future and wisdom for us to know the most effective ways to help
2 For the safety of the children in Tondo during gang wars. The issues that come with the parents with gang affiliations are no quick fix, but our team continues to build good relationship and we are seeing little cracks in the strongholds of territorialism (through our mothers and father groups)
3 For our whole teams at Kalayaan Community Ministries. We all constantly having to priorities as there are always so many needs at one time.
4. For the extra activities that will be run over April and May summer holidays- children's field trips, music projects, kids clubs, vacation bible school and additional feeding sessions
.
5. For more sponsors for the teenagers on our waiting list ready to go to college.
"The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy; I came that they may have life, and have it abundantly." John 10.10
Our center in Tondo is situated in the heart of a community where there are many hard working Fathers and Mothers who strive and push their bodies and minds to the limit just to provide their children something to eat each day. There are compassionate, self sacrificing, loving and motivated people here.
They are collecting and selling trash instead of begging. They are WORKING trying to make an honest living. They are recyclers.
However the depth of poverty can drive a person to do very desperate things at times. Within the community are syndicates. Those who make money from drugs, crime and killing. Gang affiliations are normal and gang fights nothing new
From what we have observed there are 2 types of gangs, the younger men who join to belong and often end up as the fall back guy, they get labeled as "rugby boys"- boys that are addicted to sniffing solvents. They get caught up in petty crimes that often escalate to bigger ones.
Then there are the senior gang members. Their common place gang wars and gun riots strike fear in the younger children. Shootings and slashing a signature trademark.
" There's a riot. There's a riot" we hear the youngsters call to each other. The next movement after the small voices are usually that of the mothers moving speedily outside to bring their children to a safer place.
When I see young children running around in an imaginary world with toy guns I get a deep heavy bolder like feeling in the pit of my stomach because this world is real to them.
They see violence. They know it.
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taken by Misha Somerville while spending day with us |
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taken by Misha Somerville while spending day with us |
Ron has witnessed quite a lot of gang fights whilst being there. I have only ever been around one. We were teaching kids choir on a Tuesday evening and then shots came from the roof. There was heavy footed thumping as the men ran across the corrugated iron above us. The children screamed and then the guard shouted across the hall that one of the gun men had come in the back entrance to our building.
Ron and I huddled the group of children together and we went out the front gate and crouched together in the farthest corner. It was soon over and everything went back to "normal".
Gang riots have always been there, but since January we have been aware of increase activity in the community. We know about 6 murders all within walking distance from our base. They have all been gang/drug related , apart from one which was the rape and murder of a 12 year old girl.
2 were of policemen that died through gangs throwing grenades into their barangay out post. There is definite increased tension between the local gangs and community police within the last month.
One shooting was across from our center in broad daylight.
It's a crazy mixture of calm, joy, busyness, violence and crime.
We have been hesitant writing about the killings because
1. there are already so many negative stereotypes about the area (many untrue)
2. we didn't want to terrify teams that had already booked their tickets to come!
At the same time we feel we should give an honest and balanced account about what has been going on. When sharing with friends it sometimes feels like we are describing a movie, but the facts are these are the issues the families living there are dealing with and living through.
But I can say that in the midst of all this strife there has been much Grace. God moving in lives in the way that only He can.
We have been working with a boy, lets call him "Ally" We were supporting him through school and he was doing so great. He began getting involved with the wrong group of friends. At 12 years old he sold everything he had, down to his very school shoes and notebooks to get money to buy glue to sniff. He became very reliant on solvents. He slept wherever around the dump site. I don't need to go into everything he got involved in. At home horrendous things were taking place. His 14 year old sister was being pimped out by her boyfriend. Sold for sex to older men in the community- at 14 years old.
The first time she was brave enough to make that initial step into our place I will never as long as I live forget how quickly she ate a plate of food. As her eyes rolled from whatever she was taking at the time, her hands grabbed the rice and shoveled it into he mouth.
"Ally" had been hiding from us for a few months but Ron had been looking for him. A few weeks ago after church he ran into the hall crying saying "big brother Ron. I heard you were looking for me. I have so many vices now"
He's 12 years old.
Long story short, with the consent of his parents we had him stay with us for a "vacation" and other member of our team have been taking care of him since then also. In such a short time, he is doing much better. No longer using. Trying to stay away from the wrong people and aiming to get back in school after the summer holidays. He's just a lovely, funny and sweet boy. We are seeing him laugh and joke again just like he used to. He comes in and out of the house of prayer and just lifts his hands and his voice to talk to God. My heart was just overwhelmed hearing his husky voice so sincerely talk to God to help him stay on track.
Pray for Him. Our team love this kid. He has a world of potential still to be unlocked. I don't want to go into his story or post his name and picture because I believe that one day he will tell his whole story for himself.
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KCM Community Basket ball court opened as part of the mens outreach |
Last year Ron , Ptr Dodong and Rons dad started a mens group. This year we have seen God move in the hearts of some of the Fathers in a special way. The men that are involved in the mens group are some of the key leaders in the community. Amongst them drug dealers, gang members and an assassin. Yes, an actual assassin who used to be hired to kill people for a living.
I say "used to" because he asked Jesus into his heart and there have been big changes. His story should be a whole blog of its own!
Men who used to scorn their children for coming to kids church are now serving as volunteers in the church! Their wives and children testifying to the changed in their lives. We long to see many many more Father and husbands come to know Jesus.
Ministries are important. Community programs needed. But we believe and have seen many many times that it's only JESUS that can change a heart , do a deep work from the inside and transform a life.
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gospel outreach last Friday |
Last weekend the team done a gospel outreach in an area where gangs trouble in prevalent and near where the little 12 year old was raped and left for dead. The youth prepared drama/music presentation, a film was shown and the good news shared. In all honesty the team had expected a hard atmosphere. Ron came home and said
"that place was so ready for that!"
After the outreach was done 41 men, women and children walked back to our center to know more about giving their lives to Christ! We rejoice with the angels for those who began a new journey and we pray that lasting fruit will come from their lives.
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taken by Thomas Tham while leading a photography work shop with KCM youth Navotas |
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Navotas Team Leaders Ptr Dodong (second from left) and Ate Virgie (flower shirt) |
Lots of prayer needed for our church members and all the children and youth we serve through our program's in Navotas Cemetery.
The National Housing Association has confirmed that the demolishing of their homes will begin this June. Some have been given an eviction notice to leave by May.
The government authorities will relocate the families between 2 resettlement areas, Bulacan and Tanza. Those who do not pass a drug test or have over 5 children they will be relocated to the further away and larger area.
The residents are going through so much uncertainty right now and worried about having to take their children out of school, finding work and starting over.
Would you pray for them and our team as we walk through these changes with them. In particular remember our Navotas staff and volunteers and team leaders there Ptr Dodong and Ate Virgie. I have learned so much from the beautiful couple about real joy. I love worshipping in this church. There is a real, raw spirit or worship and happiness in Jesus. Outside are tombs, death and bags of bones and inside a tangible freedom for the Spirit of God to move.
The building we use where the church meet will also be knocked down, but that is only the building. It's the people who are the church and God use them to reach out to others wherever they are relocated.
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Baptisms at the dump site yesterday |
Today was a lovely time as people were baptized in our new little pool. Obviously where a person is immersed doesn't matter a bit, but we are just thankful for this because of what we usually baptize in-
A paddling pool which gets more holes every time and usually while Ptr Dodong is baptizing , Ron is going around the outside trying to patch it up with scotch tape! (It's an amusing sight!)
When thinking about a kind of update blog, it's always really difficult to know what to include! But please do pray for;
1. Comfort for the families in Navotas who are facing so many changes and unknown future and wisdom for us to know the most effective ways to help
2 For the safety of the children in Tondo during gang wars. The issues that come with the parents with gang affiliations are no quick fix, but our team continues to build good relationship and we are seeing little cracks in the strongholds of territorialism (through our mothers and father groups)
3 For our whole teams at Kalayaan Community Ministries. We all constantly having to priorities as there are always so many needs at one time.
4. For the extra activities that will be run over April and May summer holidays- children's field trips, music projects, kids clubs, vacation bible school and additional feeding sessions
.
5. For more sponsors for the teenagers on our waiting list ready to go to college.
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above 3 pictures taken by Andra Whyte overseas volunteer |
"The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy; I came that they may have life, and have it abundantly." John 10.10
April 18, 2014
Clear the stage.
"Clear the stage"- written by Jimmy Needham
(click here to listen)
http://youtu.be/6smGew7dGto
Clear the stage and set the sound and lights ablaze
If that's the measure you must take to crush the idols
Jerk the pews & all the decorations, too
Until the congregations few, then have revival
Tell your friends that this is where the party ends
Until you're broken for your sins, you can't be social
Then seek the lord & wait for what he has in store
And know that great is your reward so just be hopeful
'cause you can sing all you want to
Yes, you can sing all you want to
You can sing all you want to
And still get it wrong; worship is more than a song
Take a break from all the plans that you have made
And sit at home alone and wait for God to whisper
Beg him please to open up his mouth and speak
And pray for real upon your knees until they blister
Shine the light on every corner of your life
Until the pride and lust and lies are in the open
Then read the word and put to test the things you've heard
Until your heart and soul are stirred and rocked and broken
We must not worship something that's not even worth it
Clear the stage, make some space for the one who deserves it
Anything I put before my God is an idol
Anything I want with all my heart is an idol
And anything I can't stop thinking of is an idol
And anything that I give all my love is an idol
'cause i can sing all i want to
Yes, i can sing all i want to
I can sing all i want to
And still get it wrong
And you can sing all you want to
Yes, you can, you can sing all you want to
You can sing all you want to
And still get it wrong; worship is more than a song
Worship is more than a song
Worship is more than a song
Clear the stage and set the sound and lights ablaze
If that's the measure you must take to crush the idols
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Clear the stage and set the sound and lights ablaze
If that's the measure you must take to crush the idols
Jerk the pews & all the decorations, too
Until the congregations few, then have revival
Tell your friends that this is where the party ends
Until you're broken for your sins, you can't be social
Then seek the lord & wait for what he has in store
And know that great is your reward so just be hopeful
'cause you can sing all you want to
Yes, you can sing all you want to
You can sing all you want to
And still get it wrong; worship is more than a song
Take a break from all the plans that you have made
And sit at home alone and wait for God to whisper
Beg him please to open up his mouth and speak
And pray for real upon your knees until they blister
Shine the light on every corner of your life
Until the pride and lust and lies are in the open
Then read the word and put to test the things you've heard
Until your heart and soul are stirred and rocked and broken
We must not worship something that's not even worth it
Clear the stage, make some space for the one who deserves it
Anything I put before my God is an idol
Anything I want with all my heart is an idol
And anything I can't stop thinking of is an idol
And anything that I give all my love is an idol
'cause i can sing all i want to
Yes, i can sing all i want to
I can sing all i want to
And still get it wrong
And you can sing all you want to
Yes, you can, you can sing all you want to
You can sing all you want to
And still get it wrong; worship is more than a song
Worship is more than a song
Worship is more than a song
Clear the stage and set the sound and lights ablaze
If that's the measure you must take to crush the idols
March 8, 2014
A baby on my hip and shorts at my ankles!
A baby on my hip while I chop veggies one handed,a talent I have recently come to find! The other baby hanging round my ankles pulling at my shorts.
I continue to chop in a hurried frenzy before chaos escalates and then I notice that our baby has pulled my shorts round my ankles.
I continued to chop the vegetables anyway!
Maybe 5 minutes later in the midst of the "Mama can you help me", "Mummy can I have a drink", "Mamamamamaaaaa" (in other words can you stop what you are doing NOW, pick me up, cuddle me and breast feed NOW pleeaaaaaaase" that I burst out laughing as I thought about how this picture looked.
Baby on hip. Baby at my feet. Shorts at my ankles. Unwashed hair thrown up on top of my head and tears streaming down my face with the sting of the onions I was in the middle of cutting!
Why don't you see this picture of motherhood in the magazines eh?
It's not THAT chaotic all the time, but there ARE moments!
Anyone else?!
Being a Mummy can be JOYFULLY- CHAOTICALLY- EXHAUSTING!!!
When I had one baby I got shocked by the lack of sleep.
With two babies I got shocked at the lack of time!
Some days us mums don't get an actual minute to ourselves. I mean , even on the toilet right? Nothing is sacred anymore!
Some days it feel like I have a baby permanently latched on to me drinking milk day and night. I sometimes feel like a cow or limitless milk dispenser.
Some days I wonder if I have broken the record for picking up random bits of cereal that get thrown or scattered from breakfast time. Some days I feel like the champion nappy changer. There must be a competition somewhere for changing two in high speed time?!
Funny times!
Our baby son Eli will be one next month. Without a doubt it's the quickest year of my life. I have been feeling little seconds of sadness about it. I don't feel like I've missed anything (which I'm thankful for), but it's just been FAR TOO FAST.
We need to cherish and embrace the exhausting days- the chaotic days- the long days because the reality is they are really beautiful days.
The same tiny hands that want to be glued to my leg while trying to cook dinners will one day wave goodbye as he starts his first day of school. The same little arms that want to constantly hand round my neck will one day be too big to carry.
The same little voice that calls "can you help me", "lets play Mummy", "I need you Mummy" and "can I have a drink please" ' (this feels like a particularly overused phrase at the moment) will one day be too old to play, able to pour a drink for himself and not need me quite so often..
How many times have I heard parent friends say how fast time goes, how quickly they grow. Already I feel this is more than a parental cliche- it's reality.
These are precious times. Blessed times. Treasured times.
Joyful, chaotic, exhausting, blessed and special times.
For the last few days I have had a phrase and melody pumping through my heart-
"In the small things, let our hearts sing "I will be faithful"
Our lives as parents are filled with what some may see as "small things"- wiping messy faces, washing sticky hands, responding to "little" needs from the sun rises until it sets (and often through the nights!), picking up toys again and again and sweeping the crumbs of food from under the high chair again and again..... and again!
They seem like small things, but when we do them with great love they become acts in which we are being faithful. Small things , mundane things can become little offerings of worship all through the day and night!
I am writing this to remind myself that
- every task, sleepless night, moment is an opportunity to show love to my beautiful gifts from God
- every moment is an opportunity to worship
- every moment will pass and become a memory.
I continue to chop in a hurried frenzy before chaos escalates and then I notice that our baby has pulled my shorts round my ankles.
I continued to chop the vegetables anyway!
Maybe 5 minutes later in the midst of the "Mama can you help me", "Mummy can I have a drink", "Mamamamamaaaaa" (in other words can you stop what you are doing NOW, pick me up, cuddle me and breast feed NOW pleeaaaaaaase" that I burst out laughing as I thought about how this picture looked.
Baby on hip. Baby at my feet. Shorts at my ankles. Unwashed hair thrown up on top of my head and tears streaming down my face with the sting of the onions I was in the middle of cutting!
Why don't you see this picture of motherhood in the magazines eh?
It's not THAT chaotic all the time, but there ARE moments!
Anyone else?!
Being a Mummy can be JOYFULLY- CHAOTICALLY- EXHAUSTING!!!
When I had one baby I got shocked by the lack of sleep.
With two babies I got shocked at the lack of time!
Some days us mums don't get an actual minute to ourselves. I mean , even on the toilet right? Nothing is sacred anymore!
Some days it feel like I have a baby permanently latched on to me drinking milk day and night. I sometimes feel like a cow or limitless milk dispenser.
Some days I wonder if I have broken the record for picking up random bits of cereal that get thrown or scattered from breakfast time. Some days I feel like the champion nappy changer. There must be a competition somewhere for changing two in high speed time?!
Funny times!
Our baby son Eli will be one next month. Without a doubt it's the quickest year of my life. I have been feeling little seconds of sadness about it. I don't feel like I've missed anything (which I'm thankful for), but it's just been FAR TOO FAST.
We need to cherish and embrace the exhausting days- the chaotic days- the long days because the reality is they are really beautiful days.
The same tiny hands that want to be glued to my leg while trying to cook dinners will one day wave goodbye as he starts his first day of school. The same little arms that want to constantly hand round my neck will one day be too big to carry.
The same little voice that calls "can you help me", "lets play Mummy", "I need you Mummy" and "can I have a drink please" ' (this feels like a particularly overused phrase at the moment) will one day be too old to play, able to pour a drink for himself and not need me quite so often..
How many times have I heard parent friends say how fast time goes, how quickly they grow. Already I feel this is more than a parental cliche- it's reality.
These are precious times. Blessed times. Treasured times.
Joyful, chaotic, exhausting, blessed and special times.
For the last few days I have had a phrase and melody pumping through my heart-
"In the small things, let our hearts sing "I will be faithful"
Our lives as parents are filled with what some may see as "small things"- wiping messy faces, washing sticky hands, responding to "little" needs from the sun rises until it sets (and often through the nights!), picking up toys again and again and sweeping the crumbs of food from under the high chair again and again..... and again!
They seem like small things, but when we do them with great love they become acts in which we are being faithful. Small things , mundane things can become little offerings of worship all through the day and night!
I am writing this to remind myself that
- every task, sleepless night, moment is an opportunity to show love to my beautiful gifts from God
- every moment is an opportunity to worship
- every moment will pass and become a memory.
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