Turn their Mourning into Dancing

This afternoon AFE had a dance contest. It was Pastor Jeony´s idea. The kids love to dance and are always looking for excuses to choreograph a “good-bye” dance for mission teams, or an interpretative dance for worship services. They formed their own groups…some called themselves “I can do all things through Christ,” others, “Rockers,” and they began to practice. They danced to Christian songs, some slow and worshipful, others with a Regaeton beat.
When the anticipated day finally arrived, everyone at AFE and friends from Linda Miller filled up the assembly room . Excitement permeated the air. Rey served as the host of the performance, and Vanessa, Fradner and I were the judges. The teachers each had a vested interest because most of them had helped choreograph a team, and they would stop at nothing to butter up the judges.

When the dancing began the whole event became a melodrama. Kids were holding up signs for their favorite performers, cheering and throwing confetti, booing at the judges, and getting up to dance spontaneously. The stakes were high. The grand prize was 1,000 Lempiras! (I´m not sure where the prize money came from, but I suspect Pastor Jeony´s pocket).
It came down to three groups or performers: five third graders, surprisingly talented for their age, the older boys of AFE (who were blessed with Jessy Ordonez as their choreographer), and some of the older girls, who had designed their own dance.

As each group danced, the teachers and leaders laughed with delight to see their shy students breaking out of their shells. I looked around the faces and saw pride glowing from the pastors, who remembered these young people when they were small children, and carried heavier burdens. Some of the dancers were the first to be rescued from the dump. Their faces were once set as stone, due to their work that no child should have to do. But now they were dancing, smiling and laughing. And then, wiping tears of joy from their eyes when they won. (Appropriately, it was “I Can Do All Things Through Christ” who won first place).
It was a day full of joy and fun. And I can´t wait until next year when I can also serve as a choreographer!

Spiritual Formation

We strongly believe that at the core of all our students is a spiritual being. Unless they are connected intimately with Jesus, discovering His love and purpose for their lives, no other transformation is enough. They will be restless until they find rest in Him.

“None but God can satisfy the longings of an immortal soul; that as the heart was made for Him, so He only can fill it.”
Richard Chenevix Trench

By no means are we minimizing or not making social justice a priority. We are simply stating that social justice without Jesus is not enough. We know it is hard for a starving child to hear “Jesus loves you” so we feed and with both our action and our words we declare, “Jesus loves you.” We apply this principle to all the areas of their lives where there is disintegration and devastation.

In order to develop followers of Jesus among the people in the garbage dump, we are initiating a new strategy the first week of October for all the students 12 and up. In conjunction with Amor y Vida, we are beginning a ‘church plant’ at AFE with this age group. We have a 3 pronged approach

1 – Weekly meetings where we discuss any of the topics the students deem relevant to their lives. We want to teach our kids how to be a Christian in the everyday life including dating, working, family life, friends, pop culture, etc.

2 – We are dividing up are kids into small accountability groups called ISI – Iron Sharpens Iron. These groups will be following the structure of Life Transformation Groups where the group meets weekly and discuss a series of accountability questions whose goal is to develop deep disciples.

3 – Finally, we have assigned a mentor over all the students whose responsibility will be to have bi-monthly one on ones. These meeting will serve to simply listen to the student about their lives, problems, weaknesses, strengths, dreams, and ambitions. Anything is free game. Our jobs will be to help the students see Jesus in their own lives.

We are beyond excited about our strategy for the spiritual formation of our students. We don’t doubt these are the future leaders of Honduras who will start their own projects, churches, and businesses that will shine a light of God’s love in Honduras. We are also painfully aware of our inadequacy to attempt this great endeavor. We are utterly dependant on God. Please pray that God might be glorified through this new step.

A Transformation of the Heart - By Kelly Glenn

Can you remember the last thing that you worried about? Are you worried about anything right now?

I’ve never been a big worrier in life. When I face stress or struggles, I’ve gotten really good at relying on God to take care of them. So far, that’s worked well for me. But recently, I’ve had a number of experiences and conversations that have shaken up ideas about God that I’d had since I was a child, and made me wonder if maybe reading the Bible from inside a safe, suburban home growing up had caused me to misunderstand a few things. Let me explain.

When I wanted to help the poor, I would go to feed the homeless, but I would make it all about me. I would go to bed feeling good about having volunteered and thinking about how much God would bless me for it. I would not lose sleep worrying about where the homeless people I had met would lay their heads that night.

Why was I so sure that God would take care of my every want, need, or desire, when I didn’t give a thought to how he took care of my homeless neighbors across town?

Somehow, I grew more comfortable with the image of God as one who would bless me for doing good works than one who desperately cared about the poor and wants us to do the same.

When I got into my first choice college, when I could afford to go to physical therapy for my knee because we had health insurance, I assumed it was God’s blessings that had allowed me do those things, as if he was rewarding me for being a faithful follower to Him. There’s just one thing wrong with this view: the unstated assumption. The assumption was that those who hadn’t been blessed like I was must not have deserved it. Most people would never admit this out loud, but it seems that the way we live confirms that we think we are more deserving than other “less fortunate” people.

It is true that God cares for me, but what about the refugees of Darfur, the starving in Haiti, or the struggling inner city student in Detroit? I have to think that God has an even greater hand of protection over them, yet their struggles continue. Does this mean that God is taking better care of me than of them? I beg to differ. Maybe I have been taking too much for granted, writing it off as God blessing me for being such a great person, when really it’s only because I’ve been fortunate enough to be born on the right side of certain political, economic, and social structures. I don’t deserve that, it’s just the way it’s happened. So we must realize that God wants to bless the struggling, oppressed people of the world as much as he wants to bless us, and if something is prohibiting them from drinking safe water or working under decent conditions, it’s probably because of our greed, even unknowingly.

I fear that we have become very complacent as a culture. We justify our comfortable lifestyles unnecessary spending by quoting verses that say that God loves us and wants the best for us. But chances are, those verses were not written to the “salaried and caloried” part of the world, as one writer put it, but to people who were poor, abused, and oppressed. It is true that I work hard and God wants me to take time for myself. But how much harder do the hundreds of scavengers in the dump work every day, looking for food? Why did I always put my needs before theirs?

It makes me sad when I realize that even though I do make a point of giving to the less fortunate, I still live at a level that is above 95% of the world. I am not, as Michael Miller put it, “giving until it hurts.” As the saying goes, there is enough for everyone’s need, but not for everyone’s greed. And I cannot possibly justify my greedy behavior by saying that God loves me, when there are others out there hurting who God loves just as much. It is only through reading the Bible from their perspective- on the fringes of society- that we will ever begin to wrap our mind around how much God loves and cares for the poor and hurting of the world. Let us strive to understand that, to live it out, and to never forget it.

Washington Cathedral Mission Team forms deep relationships

The second week of August brought important visitors to AFE. Some of these visitors had been eagerly awaited by the AFE kids; others would form lasting relationships with their new friends.

The Washington Cathedral Youth Mission Trip was an incredible success. We had some new participants – Lily Haynoski and Tiffanee Hunter, who experienced God in a deeper way than ever before. We had some participants with past mission trip experience, but had yet to visit the Tegucigalpa Dump. Their lives will never be the same. The team spent the morning connecting with the AFE students and the afternoons working construction. They made a special trip to the garbage dump to feed about 250 people. The team worked on AFE’s kithchen and some special skills installed electrical outlets, lights, and fans.

Despite this good work, the highlight of the trip was our day at the beach. It has become a tradition with WAC’s youth teams to take the students out on a day of fun. Most of the children at AFE have missed important parts of childhood as they have been forced to work in the garbage dump as an early age. We do these trips to give them all a chance to be ‘kids’ for a day with no responsibility. This time we planned a whole day trip to the beach. A trip to the beach seems simple enough, but it was actually a daunting task to take 130 kids ranging from kindergarten to 8th grade…most of whom had no experience with the water and did not know how to swim. How would we keep 130 kids from being swept away from the strong ocean currents? Fortunately, everyone stayed in the shallow areas and we came back with the same number of kids we left with! JK

There is a Spanish song that says, “Yo se que el vive! Pues lo veo en la risa de un niño cuando voy pasando, y al oír el bramido del mar que me dice cantando, que hay un Dios verdadero que hizo toda la creación.” Translated to English – I know He lives because I see him in the smiles of the passing children and I hear the ocean sing that there is a true God who made all of creation. Now I know what the author was talking about.

Now that we are receiving teams to AFE, rather than bringing them, we have noticed something new. We would never have guessed the depth and sincerity of the relationships formed between the children and teams. Yet for the past couple of months the kids have asked for some team members by name waiting anxiously for their return. Another thing I noticed from this side of the experience is the sacrifice and work the Hondurans put into receiving teams. It is flat out exhausting mentally, physically, and emotionally to host teams from the states. Without minimizing what our teams bring to AFE, I have no doubt that the Hondurans give as much if not more back to the teams. I feel we have formed a beautiful relationship where both sides mutually benefit.

Washington Cathedral: HQ of Project Transformation

When I met Elise at seminary, I knew that I had a found a great wife but I didn’t realize that God had also connected me with a fantastic base to see His dreams of transforming slum communities into reality. Washington Cathedral’s mission is to become the greatest caring network the world has ever seen and Project Transformation is one arm of that. Without Washington Cathedral (which for one thing, supports our salary!) the Tegucigalpa Dump would not have two people working to bridge the gap between Honduras and the states and funnel resources into such a desperate community.

Washington Cathedral is paving the road for Christians to engage in God’s mission in a more relevant, appropriate way. It does so with a nod to the legitimate Christian communities growing in developing countries, it does so through reconnecting social action with the local church (which in some cases has been reserved to secular humanitarian agencies). It does so through mobilizing the local church to fully engage in God’s mission as a body once more, instead of scattered congregants each involved in their individual missions. I am so excited about what God is doing through Washington Cathedral’s mission both now and in the future, and the possibilities that this new Recreation Center will create.

A building that can build building. A larger space for the auction, quadrupling our fundraising efforts for Honduras. A magnet to the community to learn about this new wave of God’s mission. Though so many miles away, Elise and I are relentlessly praying and fasting that a miracle would occur and God would break down the barriers to the Recreation Center becoming a reality.