Archives June 2011

Ready for another update!? I am… It’s way over due. I’ve been so busy with work and everyday life but anyway we are still moving forward in the application process. We are all waiting for interviews and from there they will tell us what’s next! Still praying for funding… We are still unsure how God is going to meet that need. Please pray 🙂

Jesus the Protector

Jesus Protected Women

Woman at the well

John 4:27   At this point His disciples came, and they were amazed that He had been speaking with a woman, yet no one said, “What do You seek?” or, “Why do You speak with her?” 

Woman taken in adultery John 8:10 Straightening up, Jesus said to her, “Woman, where are they? Did no one condemn you?”  11 She said, “No one, Lord.” And Jesus said, “I do not condemn you, either. Go. From now on sin no more.”]

Woman at Simon’s house Luke 7:36-50

Widow of Nain Luke 7:13 When the Lord saw her, He felt compassion for her, and said to her, “Do not weep.”  14 And He came up and touched the coffin; and the bearers came to a halt. And He said, “Young man, I say to you, arise!”  15 The dead man sat up and began to speak. And Jesus gave him back to his mother.  

Mary the sister of Martha and Lazarus John 12:3 Mary then took a pound of very costly perfume of pure nard, and anointed the feet of Jesus and wiped His feet with her hair; and the house was filled with the fragrance of the perfume.  4 But Judas Iscariot, one of His disciples, who was intending to betray Him, *said,  5 “Why was this perfume not sold for three hundred denarii and given to poor people?”  6 Now he said this, not because he was concerned about the poor, but because he was a thief, and as he had the money box, he used to pilfer what was put into it.  7 Therefore Jesus said, “Let her alone, so that she may keep it for the day of My burial.  8 “For you always have the poor with you, but you do not always have Me.” 

Mary Magdalene – Mary stop clinging to me…

Jesus Protected Children

Mark 10:13   And they were bringing children to Him so that He might touch them; but the disciples rebuked them.  14 But when Jesus saw this, He was indignant and said to them, “Permit the children to come to Me; do not hinder them; for the kingdom of God belongs to such as these. 

Mark 9:36 Taking a child, He set him before them, and taking him in His arms, He said to them,  37 “Whoever receives one child like this in My name receives Me; and whoever receives Me does not receive Me, but Him who sent Me.” 

Matt. 18:1   At that time the disciples came to Jesus and said, “Who then is greatest in the kingdom of heaven?”  2 And He called a child to Himself and set him before them,  3 and said, “Truly I say to you, unless you are converted and become like children, you will not enter the kingdom of heaven.  4 “Whoever then humbles himself as this child, he is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven.  5 “And whoever receives one such child in My name receives Me;  6 but whoever causes one of these little ones who believe in Me to stumble, it would be better for him to have a heavy millstone hung around his neck, and to be drowned in the depth of the sea.

Jesus Protected Minorities and Outcasts

Samaritans Luke 10 & John 4

Gentiles Matthew 21

Luke 7:22 And He answered and said to them, “Go and report to John what you have seen and heard: the BLIND RECEIVE SIGHT, the lame walk, the lepers are cleansed, and the deaf hear, the dead are raised up, the POOR HAVE THE GOSPEL PREACHED TO THEM.  

I love that Jesus is a protector…

Job was a protector as well.

Job 29:1 And Job again took up his discourse and said, 

2 “Oh that I were as in months gone by,

As in the days when God watched over me; 

3 When His lamp shone over my head,

And by His light I walked through darkness; 

4 As I was in the prime of my days,

When the friendship of God was over my tent; 

5 When the Almighty was yet with me,

And my children were around me; 

6 When my steps were bathed in butter,

And the rock poured out for me streams of oil! 

7 “When I went out to the gate of the city,

When I took my seat in the square, 

8 The young men saw me and hid themselves,

And the old men arose and stood. 

9 “The princes stopped talking

And put their hands on their mouths; 

10 The voice of the nobles was hushed,

And their tongue stuck to their palate. 

11 “For when the ear heard, it called me blessed,

And when the eye saw, it gave witness of me, 

12 Because I delivered the poor who cried for help,

And the orphan who had no helper. 

13 “The blessing of the one ready to perish came upon me,

And I made the widow’s heart sing for joy. 

14 “I put on righteousness, and it clothed me;

My justice was like a robe and a turban. 

15 “I was eyes to the blind

And feet to the lame. 

16 “I was a father to the needy,

And I investigated the case which I did not know. 

17 “I broke the jaws of the wicked

And snatched the prey from his teeth. 

Job 31:16 “If I have kept the poor from their desire,

Or have caused the eyes of the widow to fail, 

17 Or have eaten my morsel alone,

And the orphan has not shared it

18 (But from my youth he grew up with me as with a father,

And from infancy I guided her), 

19 If I have seen anyone perish for lack of clothing,

Or that the needy had no covering, 

20 If his loins have not thanked me,

And if he has not been warmed with the fleece of my sheep, 

21 If I have lifted up my hand against the orphan,

Because I saw I had support in the gate, 

22 Let my shoulder fall from the socket,

And my arm be broken off at the elbow.

This is what God said of Job 1:8 The LORD said to Satan, “Have you considered My servant Job? For there is no one like him on the earth, a blameless and upright man, fearing God and turning away from evil.” 

Stats… every year in Bogota, Colombia 800 orphans are put out on the street by the system because they have “aged out” at age 18. 15% of them will be dead within 2 years, many by suicide. 60% of the girls will end up in prostitution and trafficking. 70% of the boys will end up in prison.

Russell D. Moore – “Think of the plight of the orphan somewhere right now out there in the world. It’s not just that she’s lonely. It’s that she has no inheritance, no future. With every passing year, she’s less “cute,” less adoptable. In just a few years, on her eighteenth birthday, she’ll be expelled from the orphanage or from “the system.” What will happen to her then? Maybe she’ll join the rebels or find some job training. Maybe she’ll stare at a tile on the ceiling above her as her body is violated by a man who’s willing to pay her enough to eat for a day, alone in a back alley or in front of a camera crew of strangers. Maybe she’ll place a revolver in her mouth or tie a rope around her neck, knowing no one will have to deal with her except, once again, the bureaucratic “authorities” who can clean up the mess she leaves behind. Can you feel the force of her desperation? Jesus Can. She’s his little sister.”

One hero from history who particularly exemplified Jesus the protector was…

Amy Carmichael

Heard Hudson Taylor, decided she was going to China… was rejected by CIM because of her frail health. She suffered neuralgia, a disease of the nerves that made her whole body weak and achy and often put her in bed for weeks on end. Ended up in India.

Amy became a protector of little girls being trained as Hindu temple prostitutes. It all began the day a convert brought her a little girl named Preena who had escaped from one such temple.

“Come up here with me,” said Amy in Tamil, lifting the girl onto her lap. “Why, your tiny hands are scarred!”

     “From burns,” said the convert. “She was punished after an earlier escape.”

     “What a brave little soul you have, Preena.” Amy hugged and kissed her. The girl melted.

     “How desperately Preena wants that affection from her own mother,” said the convert. “But the first time Preena escaped from the temple and ran back to her mother – her ‘Amma’ – she was delivered right back to her pursuers.”

     “Amma, I want to stay with you always,” sobbed Preena.

     Amma! Amy had become the girl’s Amma, her mother, her protector…

Rescues…

Amy would stay 55 years in India and rescue over 1000 little girls. She died in 1951 but her work still continues today, completely overseen by the children of the girls that she rescued.

Orphan Hope International is working to open several SAFE HOUSES in Bogota.

Your presence here is helping us…

Once again today we returned to Amparo De Ninas orphanage in Bogota but on the way we made a stop at the national headquarters of ICBF, the Colombian family welfare department. They gave us a presentation about their work with children and thanked us for our work in the orphanages.

We arrived at Amparo and they were ready to take our annual 3 mile walk to “Lovers Park” (Parque De Los Novios). It is a beautiful park with a pretty good-sized lake in the center. One of the girls from our upcoming vacation host program, Yuly, walked with me hand in hand the entire way and I worked on my Spanish and she on her English. It was a fun time.

I was stunned when somehow the subject of God came up and Yuly said, “I didn’t used to believe in God but when I was selected for the Texas Vacation Host Program I knew immediately that it was a gift from God and that He hadn’t forgotten me.” I thought my heart would fall out of my chest. It’s hard to comprehend just how desperately these children long and hope for a family. This is why we do what we do, to give hope.

My pretty nails

We had a wonderful day at the park with lunch on the ground. After lunch a beautifully sweet girl named Tanya came up with a bottle of bright fuchsia/purple nail polish and demanded to paint my fingernails. I explained that I had been to Colombia on 9 trips and so far I had escaped, unlike many others of my comrades, having my nails painted. She smiled sweetly and said, “Well then, it’s your time.” Needless to say, I got my nails painted. Sarah John and Kim Williaford helped me out though they decorated my thumbnail with a white skull and crossbones over the purple to make it look more manly… Thanks so much ladies!

After lunch, Jair broke out the guitar and led us in some songs and then Liliana shared her testimony of how she came to faith in Christ and challenged the girls to give their lives and hearts to Jesus. Soon the rain came and we had to head back to the orphanage. Once there they opened up a large room they call the theater and we sat around in chairs and visited until it was time to go. Yuly and Tanya held on to me the whole evening like they knew that our time to leave was drawing near. We handed out Bibles and Spanish/English dictionaries and many of the girls had us sign their Bibles. Tanya asked me to show her a verse that she could memorize and I gave her John 3:16 and underlined it for her. She was so happy.

Then it was time to go. They clung to us weeping as we made our way to the gate. Girl after girl came to me crying, “Mateooo no nos dejan” (Matthew don’t leave us) and kissing me on the cheek and hanging on my neck or arm or leg. This is why I call the dirty little alley leading away from here the trail of tears. When the last hug and kiss and sweet words of parting close behind that iron gate all that is left are the tears. I walked onto the bus weeping and John and Matt, two of our faithful OHI soldiers hugged me tight as I wept and lamented to God for Him to let me do more for them in the years to come. I went to the back seat of the bus and wrestled with Him all the way home, “God give us more laborers, money, and spiritual power because the harvest is plenteous.”

Today in our devotion we looked at…

Jesus the Daring

Matt. 14:25 And in the fourth watch of the night He came to them, walking on the sea.  26 When the disciples saw Him walking on the sea, they were terrified, and said, “It is a ghost!” And they cried out in fear.  27 But immediately Jesus spoke to them, saying, “Take courage, it is I; do not be afraid.”

Matt. 14:28   Peter said to Him, “Lord, if it is You, command me to come to You on the water.”  29 And He said, “Come!” And Peter got out of the boat, and walked on the water and came toward Jesus.  30 But seeing the wind, he became frightened, and beginning to sink, he cried out, “Lord, save me!”  31 Immediately Jesus stretched out His hand and took hold of him, and *said to him, “You of little faith, why did you doubt?”  32 When they got into the boat, the wind stopped.  33 And those who were in the boat worshiped Him, saying, “You are certainly God’s Son!”

There is something I admire in Peter and desire for myself. Peter had a growing heart hunger to be with Jesus, no matter the risk, wherever Jesus wanted Him to be. Following Jesus is not for the faint of heart! If we are going to follow Jesus we must be daring!

“The majority of the time when God calls, He calls into empty space.” – Jerry Rankin from the book Spiritual Warfare and Missions

Omar Garcia in his blog Go Beyond says the following…

“In each of our lives there is a line that marks the farthest we’ve ever been or the most we’ve ever done for God and His purposes. Everything on our side of that line is familiar, convenient, manageable, and comfortable. No big surprises, no daunting challenges, no uncharted territory. Crossing that line requires a commitment to venture to places we’ve never been and the willingness to engage people we’ve never met. Only those with the courage to overcome their fears and who have the determination to persevere will dare to cross that line. All others will keep a safe distance away from it.

We must go beyond — stepping boldly across the line in order to advance the interests of God’s kingdom in our world. I have heard people remark about how they long to be a part of something exciting for the kingdom, only to watch them aggressively avoid the context in which these things happen. We must be willing to place ourselves in a context where we will see God work in and through us in new and exciting ways, in ways we never imagined. We must be willing to spend ourselves for God and His purposes — to work toward the day when the earth will be filled with the knowledge of God as the waters cover the sea. Step across the line and Go Beyond. Adventure awaits!”

One of my heroes from history who best exemplifies this was…

Gladys Alward

At 26 she failed the school of the China Inland Mission but she was not dissuaded. In 1930 took train across Russia to China to help aging missionary Agnes Lawson found an inn. The story of all that happened to her on the way is hair raising. 1932 Mandarin appointed her ‘foot -inspector’, a job she used to evangelize villagers all over his province. Prison riot valor in 1933 cemented her reputation as holy person and miracle worker. Became known as ‘Ai-weh-deh’, Chinese for ‘Virtuous One’. 1936 became Chinese citizen. 1940 wounded by Japanese soldiers, only months before she shepherded 100 orphans across mountains to safety. Nearly dead she ‘recovered’ to evangelize until Communists evicted her in late 1940’s. The Small Woman won her fame in 1957, increased by inaccurate but popular movie version ‘Inn of the Sixth Happiness’ starring Ingrid Bergman. Founded orphanage in 1958 in Taiwan, where she died January 3, 1970.

Gladys returned from China to England in the late 1940’s an unknown missionary. Alan Burgess, who was producing a series on war heroes for the BBC radio, visited her in the hope a missionary could tell him about heroes she had heard about in China. Well, no, she said in her rusty English. She didn’t actually know any heroes.

     “What about yourself?” he asked the little woman half-heartedly. “Did you have a scrape or two?”

     “I doubt people who listen to BBC would think I’ve done anything interesting.”

     “Didn’t you even come into contact with the Japanese invaders?” he pressed.

     “Yes,” she answered cryptically. It wouldn’t be very forgiving if she told Alan Burgess the Japanese had shot her down in a field outside Tsechow.  Bombed her too.  In Yangcheng.  Strafed her near Lingchuang too.  Smashed her on the noggin once with a rifle butt too.  Finally put a price on her head: dead or alive. “Some Japanese are very nice, you know,” she volunteered.

     “Apparently your life in China was rather sheltered,” he grunted dryly.

     Gladys had to offer the poor man something. “I did take some children to an orphanage near Sian.”

     “You don’t say?” he grumbled, not hiding disappointment. “Kids? To an orphanage?”

     “Yes, we had to cross some mountains.”

     Burgess perked up.  “Real mountains?”

     “Yes, I believe you would call them real mountains. The journey was made more difficult because we couldn’t walk on the main trails. Oh, and then we had to get across the Yellow River too.”

     “Isn’t that the notorious river that drowns so many it’s called ‘China’s Sorrow’?”

     Burgess was more and more aghast as Gladys detailed her trek. His voice choked. “You ran out of food? You had no money? Just you and 100 kids – many of whom were toddlers – trekked for one month across mountains, across the Yellow River, ducking Japanese patrols and dive bombers? And at Sian you were diagnosed with typhus and pneumonia and malnutrition? Yes, Miss Aylward, I think people who listen to BBC would think you’ve done something interesting…”

Today we get a chance to be our hero… We get to be Jesus… We get to be His hands and feet.

Today we visited Amparo De Ninas orphanage in Bogota. This is a place I have written of many times. I call the dirty, bumpy, alley that leads to the stone walled complex, The Trail of Tears, because I have cried so many on this road. It is the road I love to hate. I love it when we are arriving and I hate it when we are leaving.

They have been planning for months for us to return. Today they had a huge Quinceanera party for the girls in the orphanage turning 15. There was a worship service and then lunch and a fiesta. It was a very fun day. I was happy to see many of my old friends and make many new ones.

One of the workers told me that these children wait all year for the two times per year that we visit in January and June.

I was so happy to get to see my Goddaughter Ginary. She hugged me so tight when she saw me that it hurt. She is more than a Goddaughter to me. I love her as much as I love any of my children. I have tried several ways to bring her and my other Goddaughter, Heidy, home over the last two years but at this point God has given me the peace that I just have to live with two of my daughters in Colombia… the truth is though that my other four daughters have all told me that as soon as they can they will all be in Colombia too so maybe God will allow us to all be there together someday. I love this country and these people so deeply and desperately that it can only be from God. It is a supernatural love that defies explanation. I enjoyed being a one-day Daddy to many of the little girls here today. It always amazes me how desperate they are for a little father affection. My dear brother Dave Beach said something that so perfectly spoke to what was on my heart that I have to share it. He said, “Though I have 5 children, my heart is much bigger than that and so I need the Colombian orphans in order to fill it up.” Wow! That’s it. God has given me more love than one country can take. He has given me His shepherd’s heart for the other sheep (John 10:16).

Tonight we had a little surprise for the team. We took them up the cable car to the top of the mountain and looked down on the entire city. It was stunning. We had a worship service while we were up there that was breathtaking. First, Dave Beach gave a message about all of the mountain tops in the New Testament. It was excellent. He shared amazing points from the mount of transfiguration, mount of olives, mount calvary, mount of ascension, and others that were very pertinent to our mission here this week. Then Jair led us in several choruses of God of This City in Spanish and English. I have goosebumps right now just remembering.

Our internet was down the last 4 days of the trip so I am just now catching up with updates.

I awoke this morning thinking about and praying for my sweet daughter Beverly. She turns 20 years old today. She was with me on my first trip to Bogota 2 years ago this week and she turned 18 on that trip. She was not able to attend this trip as she and her 2 sisters Brooke and Rebekah are fundraising and preparing to go spend a year in the inner-city of Los Angeles in an intern ministry position in order to get trained to come and help us in Bogota in the future. They have a blog at http://purchasedinla.blogspot.com/ where they are chronicling their progress.

Today we are staying at the club and ICBF (the Colombian equivalent of CPS) is bringing 20 children on a mini, one day, vacation to spend the day with us.

On my way to breakfast this morning a saw a rainbow and it reminded me that my brother Lloyd had prayed over me the day before that God would put a rainbow over my life and protect my family and provide our needs. I saw that rainbow this morning and blessed God and blessed my dear brother Chihuahua! (Lloyd’s Colombian nickname)

After breakfast I shared another reason why Jesus is my hero…

Jesus the Recruiter

Luke 5:1   Now it happened that while the crowd was pressing around Him and listening to the word of God, He was standing by Sea of Galilee; 2 and He saw two boats lying at the edge of the lake; but the fishermen had gotten out of them and were washing their nets.  3 And He got into one of the boats, which was Simon’s, and asked him to put out a little way from the land. And He sat down and began teaching the people from the boat.  4 When He had finished speaking, He said to Simon, “Put out into the deep water and let down your nets for a catch.”  5 Simon answered and said, “Master, we worked hard all night and caught nothing, but I will do as You say and let down the nets.”  6 When they had done this, they enclosed a great quantity of fish, and their nets began to break; 7 so they signaled to their partners in the other boat for them to come and help them. And they came and filled both of the boats, so that they began to sink.  8 But when Simon Peter saw that, he fell down at Jesus’ feet, saying, “Go away from me Lord, for I am a sinful man, O Lord!”  9 For amazement had seized him and all his companions because of the catch of fish which they had taken; 10 and so also were James and John, sons of Zebedee, who were partners with Simon. And Jesus said to Simon, “Do not fear, from now on you will be catching men.”  11 When they had brought their boats to land, they left everything and followed Him.

I love that Jesus is the great recruiter…

He could do the work by Himself but as my friend Bill Byrd says, “He cuts us in on a slice of the action.”

I recently used the illustration of a little boy going to work with Daddy to explain how I feel about this. Daddy sets the little boy up on the work bench, gives him a hammer and a block of wood to beat on. As the Daddy works the boy bangs on the piece of wood and then at the end of the day they go home and the little boy tells Mommy that he and Daddy built something today… I love that my Heavenly Daddy lets me go to work with Him.

The disciples could have said, “It’s too late for us. The Rabbis passed us up when we were 13”…. They could have said, “we’ve just had the best one-day income generation of our company’s history”… etc.

Would they have been bad Jews if they had stayed on the shore of Galilee? No, but think of what they would have missed. They had no idea to what Jesus was calling them. They couldn’t have known that they were going to see Him talking with Moses and Elijah on the Mt. of Transfiguration, they didn’t know they would see miracles, witness His death, burial, and resurrection. And preach the gospel over the then known world, Philip dying in Upper Asia, Matthew in Ethiopia, Andrew in Turkey, Mark in Egypt, Peter in Rome, Jude in Turkey, Bartholomew and Thomas in India, Luke in Greece, Simon in Britain, John in Greece and so on.

Omar Garcia – “Is this my new sea of Galilee?” “Have I become comfortable with the place I am at and is God calling me to something higher?”

Someone invited you to come on this trip but ultimately it was the Master who came to your heart and said, “Follow Me.”

David Brainerd

He preached all along the eastern coast, traveling thousands of miles on horseback in all kinds of weather. He suffered from tuberculosis, but he refused to put his health needs above the salvation needs of the Indians. One well-known story tells how the Indians who had crept to his camp intending to kill him left him alone after a rattlesnake refused to bite him.  The next day he was accorded a warm welcome to the village, and many were saved. At the age of 29, while in Edwards’ home, David Brainerd died of tuberculosis.

Jonathan Edwards edited Mr. Brainerd’s diary into a book that has been used by God to challenge Christians around the world to greater service. Though he lived such a short life here on earth, he became a great recruiter for his Lord. His story of missionary heroism to the Indians of Massachusetts inspired more missionaries than perhaps any other person in history. Nearly every great missionary since has sighted The Life of David Brainerd as one of the inspirations God used to get them to the mission field including William Carey and Henry Martyn.

Let’s go to work with Daddy today…

Today was a wonderful day. ICBF gave an hour presentation to the team about how our ministry has positively impacted national policy in Colombia and new rules and programs that are being set up to help us help the children. It was exciting and the statistics of what is happening to the children without our help was heart wrenching.

The rest of the day we rested and hung out at the club and loved on the 20 little orphan boys and girls who came. There was swimming, games, a great lunch, singing, etc.

Valleria

Hector and Lilliana’s teenage children, Andres, Heyli, Karoline, and nephew Rafael and friend Valleria were able to come today and it was a blessing to see these godly young people who will one day be some of the leaders of this ministry in Colombia getting to have a good time with their family. When Lilliana had asked me the day before if they could come I had quickly told her “of course” and then I told her that I thought of them as my nieces and nephews. She was so happy and when she called them to tell them they could come she told them that their Tio Mateo (Uncle Matthew) had invited them. When they showed up today it was so sweet for me that they all came running up to hug and kiss me saying “Tio Mateo!” God just continues to find ways to bless my life with the people of Colombia! Praise God.

Bill Byrd had set up a meeting for the board at 4:00 p.m. today to go and visit a new ministry partner in Colombia called CDA/Conviventia (Corporacion Dios es Amor/Living and working together). Bill had met them through our friend Omar Garcia, missions pastor at Kingsland Baptist in Katy. Omar had introduced Bill to a Pastor Cardenas who then in turn introduced Bill to Missie Christie, president of CDA. The week before the trip our board went and met with Christie. Her story is amazing. Her parents moved from New Zealand to Colombia when she was a baby to be missionaries and went through many trials. Now she is the head of a major ministry in Colombia and we are excited to be able to work together with them. You can see more about their ministry at Conviventia.org.

We jumped in their van and rode up into the mountains to a protection home for 60 little girls. We got out and were immediately surrounded by the cutest little girls you’ve ever seen. Jair and I reached down and picked up the first one we saw high in the air and very quickly a line formed for all the girls each waiting to be lifted up by us. I would have them clasp their hands over their head and I would lift them with one arm like a barbell. They would squeal with delight. Jair would throw them up in the air and catch them and they would also squeal. It wasn’t long before we were totally tuckered out and had to stop but it sure was fun while it lasted. We had a great tour and really enjoyed the staff, children, and grounds. We can’t wait to go back there next trip and spend a full day or two.

 

This morning after breakfast we resumed our series of devotions by admiring…

Jesus the Radical

I never read the book of Luke without being shocked and surprised at some of the things that Jesus says. No matter how many times I read it when I come back to it the next time I’m surprised at how radical what He says sounds to me. He says things like

Luke 6:2 “Blessed are you when men hate you, and ostracize you, and insult you, and scorn your name as evil, for the sake of the Son of Man.  23 “Be glad in that day and leap for joy, for behold, your reward is great in heaven. For in the same way their fathers used to treat the prophets.  24 “But woe to you who are rich, for you are receiving your comfort in full.  25 “Woe to you who are well-fed now, for you shall be hungry. Woe to you who laugh now, for you shall mourn and weep.  26 “Woe to you when all men speak well of you, for their fathers used to treat the false prophets in the same way. 

Luke 9:23   And He was saying to them all, “If anyone wishes to come after Me, he must deny himself, and take up his cross daily and follow Me.  24 “For whoever wishes to save his life will lose it, but whoever loses his life for My sake, he is the one who will save it.  25 “For what is a man profited if he gains the whole world, and loses or forfeits himself?  26 “For whoever is ashamed of Me and My words, the Son of Man will be ashamed of him when He comes in His glory, and the glory of the Father and of the holy angels. 

Luke 9:57   As they were going along the road, someone said to Him, “I will follow You wherever You go.”  58 And Jesus said to him, “The foxes have holes and the birds of the air have nests, but the Son of Man has nowhere to lay His head.”  59 And He said to another, “Follow Me.” But he said, “Lord, permit me first to go and bury my father.”  60 But He said to him, “Allow the dead to bury their own dead; but as for you, go and proclaim everywhere the kingdom of God.”  61 Another also said, “I will follow You, Lord; but first permit me to say good-bye to those at home.”  62 But Jesus said to him, “No one, after putting his hand to the plow and looking back, is fit for the kingdom of God.”

Luke 12:49   “I have come to cast fire upon the earth; and how I wish it were already kindled!  50 “But I have a baptism to undergo, and how distressed I am until it is accomplished!  51 “Do you suppose that I came to grant peace on earth? I tell you, no, but rather division;  52 for from now on five members in one household will be divided, three against two and two against three.  53 “They will be divided, father against son and son against father, mother against daughter and daughter against mother, mother-in-law against daughter-in-law and daughter-in-law against mother-in-law.” 

Luke 14:25   Now large crowds were going along with Him; and He turned and said to them,  26 “If anyone comes to Me, and does not hate his own father and mother and wife and children and brothers and sisters, yes, and even his own life, he cannot be My disciple.  27 “Whoever does not carry his own cross and come after Me cannot be My disciple.  28 “For which one of you, when he wants to build a tower, does not first sit down and calculate the cost to see if he has enough to complete it?  29 “Otherwise, when he has laid a foundation and is not able to finish, all who observe it begin to ridicule him,  30 saying, ‘This man began to build and was not able to finish.’  31 “Or what king, when he sets out to meet another king in battle, will not first sit down and consider whether he is strong enough with ten thousand men to encounter the one coming against him with twenty thousand?  32 “Or else, while the other is still far away, he sends a delegation and asks for terms of peace.  33 “So then, none of you can be My disciple who does not give up all his own possessions.

Jesus was not the milktoast guy that is portrayed in the movies. Jesus was passionate for God and the expansion of His kingdom. The world wants a Jesus that is tame and manageable and they want His followers to be tame and manageable. But like Lucy in Chronicles of Narnia when she asked about Aslan, who typifies Jesus in the story, “Is He a tame lion?” and the answer, “He is not a tame lion… but He is good.” Jesus is not a tame lion. Jesus shook Palestine to its foundations. Jesus ruffled feathers and make no mistake about it. If you follow Him you will too.

Jesus ruffled His own family –

Mark 3:20   And He *came home, and the crowd *gathered again, to such an extent that they could not even eat a meal.  21 When His own people heard of this, they went out to take custody of Him; for they were saying, “He has lost His senses.”

Mark 3:31   Then His mother and His brothers *arrived, and standing outside they sent word to Him and called Him.  32 A crowd was sitting around Him, and they *said to Him, “Behold, Your mother and Your brothers are outside looking for You.”  33 Answering them, He *said, “Who are My mother and My brothers?”  34 Looking about at those who were sitting around Him, He *said, “Behold My mother and My brothers!  35 “For whoever does the will of God, he is My brother and sister and mother.” 

Jesus ruffled His friends and neighbors  –

Mark 6:3 “Is not this the carpenter, the son of Mary, and brother of James and Joses and Judas and Simon? Are not His sisters here with us?” And they took offense at Him. 

Jesus ruffled the religious leaders of His day –

Luke 11:53 …the scribes and the Pharisees began to be very hostile and to question Him closely on many subjects, 

Mark 3:22 The scribes who came down from Jerusalem were saying, “He is possessed by Beelzebul,” and “He casts out the demons by the ruler of the demons.”

John 8:48   The Jews answered and said to Him, “Do we not say rightly that You are a Samaritan and have a demon?” 

Matt. 27:1   Now when morning came, all the chief priests and the elders of the people conferred together against Jesus to put Him to death;

Jesus was just too radical in His devotion to God, His love for others, and in His boldness in following His calling. And if you follow Him you will be criticized and thought to be crazy too. But remember…

Heb. 12:3-4   For consider Him who has endured such hostility by sinners against Himself, so that you will not grow weary and lose heart. You have not yet resisted unto blood striving against sin…

A man from history who imitated Jesus’ radical life was…

William Carey

A shoemaker in whom God lit a fire for India… 8 years of fighting against his denomination trying to get there… went to India in 1793… his wife refused to go… he went to the dock and then returned home three times to beg her to come and finally she and the children did come. Shortly after arriving he was swindled out of all of his money, went to work in an indigo mill, was misunderstood by his supporters for going to work and they cut off his support, his 5 year old son Peter dies, his wife loses her mind and even tries to kill him at one point. She dies. 7 years of preaching before first convert, floods, daughter in law and grandchild die in a river crossing, fire burns the printshop and all of the manuscripts he has worked years translating…  BUT GOD

When he died at age 73 (1834), he had led in the translation and printing of the Scriptures into forty languages, he had been a college professor, and had founded a college at Serampore. He had seen India open its doors to missionaries, and he had seen many converts for Christ.

“The Christian Church,” according to J. D. Freeman, “owes more to William Carey and his mission than to any other man or movement since the days of Paul.

God gave Carey Unconquerable Persistence.

Let’s not worry about being misunderstood or thought to be crazy… let’s imitate Jesus and Carey and go love some little children for Jesus.

We headed back to the sweet boys at Amparo De Ninos orphanage today. No sooner were we off the bus and a monster soccer game broke out. I got in on the Frisbee with Juan David and others. After a couple of hours of play two boys from the orphanage collided on the field and everyone heard the one boy, Nicolas’, leg snap! We got scissors and cut his pant leg and sure enough it was broke. We could see a large bulge on the side of his leg at the calf. Our team includes a doctor, nurse, coach, and former military personnel who knew exactly what to do. They jumped in and splinted the leg and got him on a bus and then several of our team rode with him to the hospital.

We had a nice lunch and were pleasantly surprised when Teresa, the president of Foundation Amparo De Ninos, arrived to share lunch with us. She is a very powerful person in Colombian politics and a great friend to Orhan Hope Intl. We had a great talk with her about future strategies as we work together to help the children of Colombia. The team came back from the hospital to let us know that Nicolas was resting well and the orthopedic surgeon was coming tomorrow to fix his leg. After lunch we took a nice walk in the pasture and checked out the orphanages little dairy and got to see them milk some cows.

Then we headed to the chapel for some worship and a gospel message. Jair led in several songs and then the little boys went with Lilliana and the ladies and the big boys stayed with the men and Pastor Hector gave a powerful gospel message. Nearly every one of the 40 or so older boys came forward to commit their lives to following Jesus. I was so blessed to get to pray over Juan David as he buried his face in my chest and squeezed me ever so tightly. He was so sweet today. He served me all day long and wouldn’t let me do anything. Every once in while he would come up and lay his head on my shoulder. He is 14.

After the service we broke out the treats that we had brought. We had chips and soda. Mike Ford brought a Texans jersey for every boy that YMCA donated and we gave those and several suitcases of clothes to the boys and then it was time to go. As I was hugging my dear friend Magnolia, the director of the orphanage, goodbye she pointed to Juan David and said, “Tu Ahijado?” (Your Godson?) and I said, “Yo quiero!” (I want Him to be). She smiled and said, “I will email you.” Juan David gave me the biggest hug and then held my hand as we walked to the bus and then we were gone. God is doing many mighty things with many of the team members here but I won’t steal their thunder. I will say that it seems that Orphan Hope International will have some young men living in Bogota full time and working with us very soon.

One of the things that we noticed over the last two days was the terrible condition of the boys shoes. We tried to figure out how we could come up with the $1000.00 dollars it would take to buy each of the 100 boys shoes. Sandy Byrd struck upon a great and radical idea. If we skip buying the nice dinner for the team on Thursday that we had planned and we all fast that one meal then we could do it. So that is what we are going to do. We will buy the shoes and have them delivered to the orphanage tomorrow. To God be the glory!

This morning the Lord lead me to forgo my devotion in order that two brothers, Dave Beach and Luis Escobar, could share some things that the Lord had laid on their heart.  Dave started out by sharing a little of how they came to the Orphan Hope International family and what God has been showing them in the last year as a result. Then he shared his vision for Colombia and what the Lord is going to do here. It was very encouraging and challenging. After, Luis shared the story that I wrote about yesterday about the girl he wept and prayed with. It was beautiful.

We headed out this morning to Amparo De Ninos (Protection of Boys) orphanage. I enjoyed the wonderful worship songs that Jair led us in on the bus and the awesome fellowship and spiritual companionship of my brothers and sisters on the way there. I sat next to Frank Kiser and we shared some heavy warfare stuff. It was powerful.

The orphanage is an old monastery out in the country that houses 100 boys 8 – 18. I was especially excited because this is the first orphanage I ever visited in Colombia. When we pulled up there were red, yellow, and blue (the colors of Colombia) balloons everywhere and the boys came out so excited to see us. They lead us into an auditorium that they had decorated with the flags of Colombia and America and red, white, and blue and red, yellow, and blue balloons and a big banner that the boys had hand made with the message in Spanish and English, “Friendship knows no limits or boundaries. Welcome!” and another banner that said, “God didn’t create borders; my goal is friendship with the world.” Everyone in the orphanage and on the team introduced themselves and then the boys did an amazing presentation of comedy, singing, dancing, and so on. It was obvious how delighted they were that we were there. It was humbling to hear that they don’t get visitors other than us every six months and that they had been planning for weeks for this presentation. I can’t describe how my heart cried out to the Lord to pour His grace on them and allow us to show them His love.

After the meeting we took a tour of the facility and my old friend Juan David, the first Colombian orphan my daughter Beverly and I ever met, came up and put his arm around me and said, “vamos” (Let’s go) he showed me all over the complex (even though I have been here half a dozen times) and we caught up and remembered old times. On our first trip to Colombia I brought my 17-year-old daughter Beverly with me. She had never flown on a plane or been out of the country except on a cruise. We arrived at Amparo De Ninas and this 13-year-old boy Jaun David took her by the hand and they became fast friends. Our second day there was her 18th birthday and all the boys sang happy birthday to her in English. Juan David begged me to be his daddy and asked Beverly to be his big sister. Jaun David took us up to the long room of bed after bed and picked up a little pink stuffed pig, the only toy he had, and handed it to Beverly as a birthday gift. She profusely refused but he would not take it back. I remember that she cried and cried that night. I saw a transformation take place in her that night that has existed to this day. She went from being a sort of serious Christ follower to a radicalized soldier of the cross overnight and that fire has not dimmed one iota. For months after we got home if someone mentioned his name she would start weeping. We tried to adopt him as well as our Goddaughters but found that we didn’t qualify economically, my health, and we had just recently adopted our African daughter. When Beverly returned to Amparo De Ninas a year and a half later she brought the little pink pig and gave it back to Juan David and they renewed their friendship once again. Well today after Juan David showed me all over the grounds he disappeared for a little while and then returned and handed me that little pink pig freshly washed and smelling of shampoo. He told me, “I just washed it, smell.” Then he said, “Wednesday is Beverly’s birthday and I want you to take this little pig back to her. Tell her I love her and that she can bring the pig back again when she comes to see me.” I took the pig and packed it away in my bag. After the tears subsided I texted Beverly and told her that I was with Juan David and gave her the message and sent her a photo with him holding the little pig. She texted me back and gave him her love and thanked me for making her cry ☺ I never dreamed that I would have a son and two daughters in Colombia that I can never bring home. The good thing is that they know that as long as I have breath in my body and God is willing I will come to see them again and again. Truth be told, my daughters and sons have dozens of little brothers and sisters living in orphanages in Colombia that they have given their heart to at one time or another and that they keep in contact with. Jesus said in John 10:16 “I have other sheep who are not of this fold, I must go and bring them also, they will hear my voice, and they will be one flock with one shepherd.” We are so grateful to be a part of connecting those other sheep to Him.

Then it was time to play. We had brought some sports equipment to give them and the boys broke out the soccer ball and soon there was a big game going, the USA vs. Colombia. It was so fun to see them out there playing their hearts out. When it was Colombia 3 USA 0 it began to rain and then hail and so we went inside and finished the morning visiting. The team had a wonderful time with the boys and then we had a nice lunch of beef and rice and potato. Half way through the meal the boys told us that they had slaughtered their cow the day before so that they could feed us this lunch. We sat stunned. Then Sandy Byrd said, “They killed the fatted calf for us.” “Wow!” Little orphan boys on another continent teaching us about love, hospitality, and sacrifice, humbling. I had an awesome visit over lunch with some of the older boys 16-18. They asked me what I do and I told them about all of the ministry things I am involved in. One of the boys said, “Are you a Christian?” (as opposed to Catholic) and I answered, “Yes.” He asked me what I believe and I was able to share the gospel and my testimony. It was wonderful. They were listening so intently.

About 3:30 p.m. it began to rain harder and the river at the bottom of the hill began to rise and we knew if we waited 30 minutes longer we would not be able to get out and get home. We said our hurried goodbyes and jumped on the bus. The road was already washing out and it was touch and go for a little while whether we would make it out to the paved road but we did and headed off to dinner to reminisce and share stories and testimonies and dream of what God is going to use us to do in the years to come. Tomorrow we go back to the same orphanage and we have many gifts and a big surprise for them. I can’t wait. I have a suspicion that we will leave the bus out at the main road and walk in tomorrow like we did the last time the bridge was out ☺

Your prayers are mightily felt here. God is at work!

Father’s Day Among The Fatherless:

I don’t think there are words to describe how amazing today was but I will try. Today was over the top anointed and blessed. We left at 7:00 a.m. and headed into Bogota to Hector and Lilliana’s church. We arrived at 8:00 a.m. and they had a beautiful breakfast spread for us. We ate and fellowshipped and took lots of pictures.

Many of the workers from the orphanages go to church there or came because they knew we would be there. Our dear sister Nelda was there and Sophia whom I wrote about in March. Some of our Goddaughters and friends from the Safe House were there. It was a great reunion and a beautiful picture of the body of Christ. One man came up and asked for a picture with me. He said he knew me from facebook but it took me a minute to remember. Ah! Brother Carlos! I couldn’t place him because his church is way over near Ecuador! He had heard that we were coming and had come all the way to see us. He asked me to come to their humble mining town and preach someday. I assured him that I would. Jose Vicente and his wife Diana were there and of course Hector and Lilliana’s beautiful teenage daughters and son and nephew. Hector came forward and spoke about the blessing of two countries worshipping together. They had a full size American flag and Colombian flag and they had me lead us in the National Anthem and then Hector and Jair led in singing the Colombian National Anthem. It was breathtaking!

Soon it was time for the worship to begin and when their children and Jair began to lead us in worship it was absolutely stunning. They would lead us in familiar worship songs in Spanish and then sing the chorus in English. I don’t think there was a dry eye in the place when they sang Mighty to Save in Spanish and then English. It was so powerful to sing at the top of our lungs, “Solo Dios puede salvar, mi Dios puede salvar!” Hector then read the story of the Good Samaritan and then the music started and we didn’t know what was coming next. Then the young people came in the side in costume and enacted the story of the Good Samaritan but in modern Bogota style. It was wonderfully done and very moving. Then Lilliana introduced Jair to come and sing some songs from his latest album Viraje. It was such a blessing because Hector and Lilliana were Jair’s pastors when he was a 10 year old boy in northern Colombia and for them to see this amazing man of God in action was a crown for them. Then Lilliana introduced me to preach and Luis to translate. I prayed and asked the Holy Spirit to help me represent Him properly to these people and then shared the message that God had given me for this day. I have added my sermon notes below.

The God Who Pursues To Be Pursued

The God Who Pursues

Adam & Eve

Walking in the garden in the cool of the day… “Adam, where art thou,” is still the Divine call (Gen. 3:9)

The Woman At The Well

John 4:23 “But an hour is coming, and now is, when the true worshipers will worship the Father in spirit and truth; for such people the Father seeks to be His worshipers.

The Hound of Heaven

I fled Him, down the nights and down the days;

  I fled Him, down the arches of the years;

I fled Him, down the labyrinthine ways

  Of my own mind; and in the mist of tears

I hid from Him, and under running laughter.

                  Up vistaed hopes I sped;

                  And shot, precipitated,

Adown Titanic glooms of chasmed fears,

From those strong Feet that followed, followed after.

                  But with unhurrying chase,

                  And unperturbèd pace,

                Deliberate speed, majestic instancy,

                  They beat–and a Voice beat

                  More instant than the Feet–

                “All things betray thee, who betrayest Me.”

                  I pleaded, outlaw-wise,

By many a window, curtained red,

  Trellised with intertwining charities

(For, though I knew His love Who followed,

                  Yet was I sore adread

Lest having Him, I must have naught beside);

1John 4:19 We love, because He first loved us.

Or as my pastor, Frankie, says, “You crave God because He first craved you.”

God is so wonderful that if you slow down long enough, get quiet long enough He will show Himself to you and you will be ruined for anything else ever again and then you will spend the rest of your life chasing Him.

O God, I have tasted your goodness, and it has both satisfied me and left me thirsty for more.

The God Who Must Be Pursued

Prov. 8:17  “I love those who love me; And those who diligently seek me will find me.

Jer. 29:13 ‘You will seek Me and find Me when you search for Me with all your heart.

Is. 58:2 “Yet they seek Me day by day and delight to know My ways, They delight in the nearness of God.

Lam. 3:25 The LORD is good to those who wait for Him, To the person who seeks Him.

Moses

At the burning bush Moses got a taste…

After walking with God through Egypt, the Red Sea, and so on Moses still wants more. In Exodus 33:18 Moses says, “I pray You, show me Your glory!” And God did!

Heb. 11:27 tells us that Moses endured because he saw Him who is invisible.

David

David got a taste of God out watching his father’s sheep…

Psa. 42:1 As the deer pants for the water brooks, So my soul pants for You, O God.

In my favorite chapter of the Bible he expresses beautifully his pursuit of God…

Psa. 63:1 O God, You are my God; I shall seek You earnestly;

My soul thirsts for You, my flesh yearns for You,

In a dry and weary land where there is no water.

2Thus I have seen You in the sanctuary,

To see Your power and Your glory.

3Because Your lovingkindness is better than life,

My lips will praise You.

4So I will bless You as long as I live;

I will lift up my hands in Your name.

5My soul is satisfied as with marrow and fatness,

And my mouth offers praises with joyful lips.

6  When I remember You on my bed,

I meditate on You in the night watches,

7For You have been my help,

And in the shadow of Your wings I sing for joy.

8My soul follows hard after you.

Paul

Paul found the pearl of great price… Phil. 3:7 But whatever things were gain to me, those things I have counted as loss for the sake of Christ.  8 More than that, I count all things to be loss in view of the surpassing value of knowing Christ Jesus my Lord, for whom I have suffered the loss of all things, and count them but rubbish so that I may gain Christ,

I love the way Tozer says it… “The Holy Spirit is a Person, and as a Person, He can be cultivated; He can be wooed and cultivated as any person can be… People grow on us, and the Holy Spirit, being a Person, can grow on us… Be engrossed with Jesus Christ. Honor Him… The Holy Spirit will never, never flood the life of any man except the man in whom Jesus is glorified. Therefore, if you dedicate yourself to the glory of Jesus, the Holy Spirit will become the aggressor and will seek to know you…  As we honor Jesus, the Spirit of God becomes glad within us. He ceases to hold back, He relaxes and becomes intimate and communes and imparts Himself; and the sun comes up and heaven comes near as Jesus Christ becomes our all in all… I can walk with Jesus when I am doing the same things He is doing, and go the same way He is going and travel at the same speed He is traveling. I must be engrossed with Jesus Christ.” – A.W. Tozer

Some of you are running from God… you can feel His breath on the back of your neck. Just stop… just submit to Him… He will give you a taste of Himself that will be so fantastic that you, like the man who found the treasure hidden in the field in Matthew 13, will spend the rest of your life, your time, treasures, talents, and thoughts pursuing Him for more of that life giving Bread. Those of you, who have grown weary of pursuing God, don’t quit. Tell your Father that you, like Jacob, won’t let go until He blesses you. Tell Him that you are coming after Him and you want all that He has for you. Amen.

There were many tears and many hands raised to heaven as we prayed together aloud, “Father, we are coming after you! Give us all that you have for us!”

Next, a young woman and man came forward and played some traditional Colombian musical instruments. It was fabulous as well. The church leadership then presented each of our team a handmade Colombian gift. Then a lady came forward with a young man in her arms who suffers from acute cerebral palsy and several of us laid hands on them and prayed for them. There wasn’t a dry eye in the place then for sure. And last but certainly not least our brother Tracy Davis stepped forward with a short testimony. He shared how blessed he was by the service and especially the singing of Hector and Lilliana’s daughter Heyli and how God had spoken to him through them and that he could no longer look at them as Colombians but as family. He said that in coming to Colombia to minister to those without families, we were now without our families but the people of the church had taken us in and given us a home for the day and it was a beautiful picture.

We hugged and kissed and cried and took lots more photos and then we were on the bus and headed back to our lodgings. But God. Jose Vicente told us that he had an emergency center nearby with 100 orphans there and could we please stop and just say hi for a moment. We said absolutely! So we wound our way up the mountain a little to a house called Chamuel. We had to climb up a long stone path and there they were waiting for us with big smiles and a song.

We mingled and loved and got acquainted. Jose brought over three sisters ages 16, 13, and 10, Catalina, Geraldine, and Laura. Their grandfather died and their mother is a drug addict and they have no one in this world. They have been at this home for 7 months. Jose told us that he’s been so concerned for these girls and he thought that if he could just get us to stop there for 15 minutes we might be able to help him find a family for these girls. We assured him that we would try and he said that we had just given him the best Father’s Day gift by coming!

As we sat over lunch I asked my brothers and sisters what words they would use to describe today. The one that best fit I think was overwhelming… It truly was an amazing day. As we headed back to our rooms for some much needed rest I was surprised with one more story for the day. My dear Colombian brother, Luis, our main ministry translator stopped me and he said, “I know why we had to stop at Chamuel today even though it wasn’t on our agenda for the day.” I said, “Really, Luis, tell me about it.” He proceeded to tell me that he had struck up a conversation with a 13 year old girl who had been living with her grandfather in Spain but then he died and she had no one and since she was from Colombia they sent her back here. She was very sad and had become addicted to Marijuana and will soon go to rehab. Luis asked her what she thought about God and she said that she didn’t believe in Him because she couldn’t prove His existence. Luis kindly asked her if her grandfather had loved her. She replied that he had, very much. Luis asked her how she knew her grandfather loved her, what proof did she have. She told him that she could feel his love for her. Luis gently explained that this is also true of our Heavenly Father and us. We can feel His love for us. Luis told her that her Heavenly Father loved her more than even her grandfather and that He was always with her. This precious girl broke down and started weeping profusely and Luis started weeping with her and praying for her to know how much God loves her. They prayed together and then it was time to go. Dolly, one of our team members who was sitting with us said, “I saw you two weeping but didn’t know what was going on.” I looked at Luis and shook my head, “Wow!” “I guess you do know why we were supposed to stop there today.” “The Hound of Heaven was after that girl!” Praise God!

Thank you to the prayer warriors back home!

We had a little extra rest last night, which was wonderful. This morning, as was the case yesterday morning, we had no hot water in our cabin. The water heater was on high and burning but somehow no hot water. After an ice cold shower I was smiling to the Lord and I thought, “Father, was that cold shower to remind me that these children take an ice cold shower every day at 6:00 a.m.? Where you helping me to live incarnationally for a moment?” After breakfast my friend and roommate on this trip, Tracy, came up to me and said, “I was grateful for that cold shower this morning because it humbles me and makes me glad for what I have.” I told him about my musing to the Lord and he stared at me in disbelief. He hadn’t known that there is no hot water or heat in the orphanages and nights in Bogota get down in the 40’s at night all year around. He said, “Now I’m really glad for that cold shower this morning!”

In our devotional this morning we talked about Jesus the Orphan, or more accurately, Jesus the fatherless. Jesus came to earth not as a conqueror but as the child of a single teenage mother. I took some time this morning to look at Joseph who adopted Jesus. Imagine this Jewish man betrothed to a lovely young Jewish maiden and then he finds out that she is with child. What a shock! God speaks to him in a dream and he instantly obeys. He takes Mary as his wife, thereby adopting her soon to be born child, and becomes protector and provider for the infant Godman! Amazing! I’ve always pondered the thought that the angel came to Mary and God spoke to Joseph in a dream, but the angel didn’t go to the rest of the family or the town that we know of. Joseph took on a lot when he obeyed the voice of the Lord. Imagine the looks, the comments, etc. Then they have to travel to Bethlehem and the baby is born. Two years later in another dream Joseph is told to take the young child and his mother and flee to Egypt. Then later they return. The point is that Joseph literally laid down his life, his dreams, his plans to provide and protect a fatherless (as far as the world knew) child and Jesus asks us to do the same.

Dr. Moore asks an astonishing question. “When James, the half-brother of Jesus, wrote James 1:27 Pure and undefiled religion in the sight of our God and Father is this: to visit orphans and widows in their distress, and to keep oneself unstained by the world. is it possible that he was thinking of the example set by his father, Joseph, in adopting Jesus? Fascinating! Joseph’s story reminded me of another hero from history who spent her life loving, protecting, and caring for Jesus through the poor that she met in the streets of Calcutta… Mother Teresa

Mother Teresa believed strongly in Matthew 25:40 ‘Truly I say to you, to the extent that you did it to one of these brothers of Mine, even the least of them, you did it to Me.’ She used to say, “We are ministering for Jesus, with Jesus, and to Jesus” She was also famous for saying, “The dying, the cripple, the mental, the unwanted, the unloved, they are Jesus in disguise.” At her death she had been influential in establishing 610 missions in 123 countries.

Every good deed done for God’s glory… even a cup of cold water turns into worship of Jesus

Like Joseph, and Mother Teresa, God is asking us to love His Son through these little ones today. We get to go out there today and live the life of these heroes…

We arrived at the orphanage and our little friends from yesterday were so happy to see us. There were 180 girls here today. We were directed immediately to the lunch hall because due to the influence of our ministry here they have started a Saturday morning worship service every week. Pastor Lucas from La Libertad Church in Bogota and his wife and teen daughter led the worship and then Pastor Lucas preached from Psalm 148 on praise. It was beautiful. We spent most of the rest of the day playing with the children; we had an official tour of the facilities and heard many heart-rending stories of the work that is going on here. It was obvious that the team was having a great time, as were the girls.

I was blessed beyond words to get to hang out with and love on my Goddaughter as well as a slew of other sweet little girls. I love them so much. If God would let me I would take them all home and I have tried very hard to take at least two home to be mine but have not been able to overcome all of the legal hurdles. But God has repeatedly assured me that He wants us to help many more than just two and so for now we continue to pour our lives into promoting the need here and working to help these kids. Some of the little girls that kept a piece of my heart today were Marta, Marcela, Karen, Yecenia, Laurita, and of course Heidy. I had many wonderful conversations and was able to share about my hero, Jesus, with many of them.

Soon it was time to gather and sing and share the gospel with the children. First though we had a wonderful presentation by them. They gave each team member a hand made card with the inscription inside in English, “In the home Santa Maria of Fatima our dream are like a light more than the stars. Thank you for making our dreams possible!” Then they sang some beautiful songs and dances and at the end we all got to join in. It was very fun. Some of the team members threatened to put video of my dancing on facebook but I reminded them that, “What happens in Colombia, stays in Colombia!” Then Jair sang some wonderful songs of praise that he has written with his band Viraje. At the request of the director of the orphanage,

I came up and gave a short message to the girls about predators and the dangers of the sex trade here in Colombia. I told them that as often as I have been here and how much I love them and the fact that I have 4 daughters of my own that I felt it was my job to be their Daddy for a minute and warn them. Many of them go to school in the town nearby and then return to the orphanage at night. Recently 5 of the girls have been lured into the sex trade by evil men who wait to catch them on their way to and from school. I told the girls that Colombia is the second leading country in the western hemisphere in sex trafficking with over 35,000 girls sold each year. I warned them not to listen to men who promise them jobs, money, or a relationship. The directors were very happy because they said that the girls look forward to us coming for months and they will listen to us. Then my friend Mike got up and told a little about his very rough past and how Christ changed his life. It was very moving. Then Lilliana told the story of how an orphan, Hadassah, became queen and how God had a plan for every girl there. It was wonderful. Then we handed out a Bible and a Spanish/English dictionary to every girl.

Finally the time came for us to leave. There wasn’t a dry eye in the place as everyone said goodbye for the last time on this trip. There were lots of hugs and kisses. Many of the girls had made love notes for the team last night and they gave them out. We finally pulled away and got on the bus and as we drove away I could hear sobs all over the bus. As Bob Pierce, founder of World Vision, used to say, “God has broken our hearts with the things that break His heart.”

This week we will be focusing on Jesus as our hero.

I heard John Piper say something that changed my life. He said, “If admiration of the truly admirable is one of the greatest and rarest pleasures, and if Jesus is truly the most admirable being in the universe, then admiring Jesus is the greatest pleasure.”

I agree and I love nothing more than talking about Him.

Jesus is my hero…

I love the story of a former Taliban fighter who came to faith in Christ. He said, “I was attracted to the character of Jesus and wanted to be like Him. I thought if anyone should be God… if there is a God….it should be Jesus.” He has since led over 1000 Muslims to Christ and started 70 house churches in His country.

Here is an aspect of Jesus life and ministry that I admire…

Jesus the Missionary

Jesus left His country and came to ours…

The first gift that God gave us to demonstrate His love was His presence on earth in the person of His Son Jesus. Emmanuel… God with us. He could have written us a message in the sky but He chose to come to where we were and for 33 years to become one of us and live with us… John 1:14 “And the Word became flesh and dwelt among us.” He gave us the gift of His presence and today we ask Him to use us to give these lonely, love starved children the gift of His presence in us.

Jesus came as a servant…

He could have come as a king… But He humbled himself, laid aside His glory and His rights. He stepped into our world and for a few moments in time. He became one of us. His mission was to adopt us and He came into the world as a fatherless child of a single teenage mother…

Phil. 2:5 Have this attitude in yourselves which was also in Christ Jesus,  6 who, although He existed in the form of God, did not regard equality with God a thing to be grasped,  7 but emptied Himself, taking the form of a bond-servant, and being made in the likeness of men.  8 Being found in appearance as a man, He humbled Himself by becoming obedient to the point of death, even death on a cross.

2Cor. 8:9 For you know the grace of our Lord Jesus Christ, that though He was rich, yet for your sake He became poor, so that you through His poverty might become rich.

Another hero from history who reminds me of Jesus the missionary is Hudson Taylor missionary to China. He adopted Chinese dress and hairstyle and his supporters in England were offended by it and cut off his support. He stuck to his guns and these stats reflect his legacy. In 1861 when he arrived in China there were 350 known Christians in China. In 1905 at Hudson Taylor’s death there were 18,000. When the communists kicked his ministry, the China Inland Mission, out of China in 1951 there were an estimated 1,000,000 Christians. Today there are an estimated 100,000,000 Christians in China and some analysts estimate that 20,000 to 30,000 Chinese are coming to Christ every day.

Today we get a chance to be our hero… We get to be Jesus… We get to be His hands and feet.

We climbed in the bus and headed for Santa Maria orphanage near Madrid. This facility houses 150 girls ages 8 to18. Some of us on the team have been here many times and it was a wonderful reunion as we climbed out of the bus and were thronged with little friends calling our names. Quickly the rest of the team was surrounded and led away to tour the grounds and make new friends.

My other Goddaughter, Heidy, is at this orphanage and I began to scour the grounds with my eyes looking for her. Suddenly I heard her little singsong voice calling across the complex, “Papi, Papi!!! She ran and jumped into my arms and we shared a few dozen “I love you-s.”

The morning and afternoon were spent in fun and games. Many just sat around visiting and enjoying the beautiful day. There was fingernail painting (which I fortunately escaped this time), sports of all kinds and more than a little horseplay. There was baseball, soccer, football, frisbee, ladder golf, and many other activities going on. Many discovered that love and happiness have no language barriers. They are their own universal language.

As is my habit I floated through the crowd and checked on each of our new team members and asked them how they were doing. One brother said with tears in his eyes, “I’m done. I know what God wants me to do.” Another said, “Don’t talk to me Matt Bullen or I am going to start crying.” Another said, “When are we coming back?” And I said, “tomorrow” and he said, “No, I mean when is the next trip!” All agreed that their lives were already changed. At one point Heidy sang me a beautiful daddy love song and made all the other girls squeal with delight and more than a few of the rest of us well up with tears. These are such beautiful children inside and out.

It was wonderful to see old friends again such as Pastor Lucas and his wife from La Libertad church in Bogota and Jose Vicente, the president of Fundacion Nuevo Mundo. I was so happy and surprised to look up at lunch and see Julie Dinkler and her daughters Brooklyn and Laura. Julie and her husband Chris are in Bogota adopting Laura from this very orphanage. They will be taking her home in just a few days. I’ll never forget Chris’s words the first time he came to Colombia with us. On the last day he said with tears running down his face, “The next time someone tells me they want to see Jesus, I am going to tell them that I know the address where He lives.” Now 18 months later they have a beautiful new daughter. Praise God!

In the afternoon we gathered everyone together and Jair got out his guitar and we sang worship songs and then Lilliana, the pastor’s wife from Bogota, shared a testimony about the amazing difference that Christ makes in your life when you commit to Him. Then we said our goodbyes but they were happy ones because they know that we will be back tomorrow. Tomorrow’s parting will not be so easy.

Every time I am here I gain a new appreciation and admiration for the man who said, “Permit the little children to come to me for the kingdom of heaven belongs to such as these.”

Commit your works o the LORD And your plans will be established Proverbs 16:3

We had a sweet surprise when we walked out of the airport tonight in Bogota with 43 team members and 70 suitcases (1/2 of which are stuffed with things for the orphans). First, I saw Pastors Hector and Lilliana from Comunidad Christiana Fundamentos where I will be preaching on Sunday. It was so good to see them. Then I saw Jair and Shannon. What a blessing they are to have on this trip. Then out of nowhere a bunch of our little friends from the Amparo De Ninas orphanage showed up to surprise us and I got many hugs and kisses and then my Goddaughter Ginary popped out of the crowd! What a joyous reunion! They quickly loaded back into the van and headed back home. We will see them later this week but it was so great to be greeted by Jesus in disguise tonight. We are now bunked down and looking forward to a Spirit filled week as we walk with Jesus through the fields of the fatherless.

Orphan Hope Marathon | Huntsville, Texas 77342 | Saturday, February 11, 2012 @ 8:00 AM

An amazing thing happened to me today. I was sitting in a meeting with the owner of the building that I just completed and Ed Wong, a landscape designer whom I had just met that day. The owner of the building, (who is a strong believer and who knows that my job has run out and that this is my last week in construction and I will be launching out by faith in full-time ministry starting next week), asks me if I know how I am going to support my family and I respond that I don’t know yet but I am trusting God to take care of us. At this comment, Ed Wong’s head comes up and he says, “You know, J. Hudson Taylor said, ‘God’s work done God’s way will never lack for God’s supply'” I smile and say, “I love that quote! I am a big fan of Hudson Taylor. Ed smiles and says, “I am a good friend of J. Hudson Taylor  IV who is a missionary in Taiwan. He calls me whenever he is in Houston and comes and visits our little Chinese church in Chinatown. Here, I have a photo of him.” Ed pulls out his iphone and shows me a photo of J. Hudson Taylor IV and his Chinese wife. Then we shared Hudson Taylor quotes for a moment and then got back to designing landscaping. I don’t know if this little exchange was a message to me from God but I am receiving it as such anyway.

It’s been an eventful couple days! My family had some very special Colombian women fly in to visit. I was blessed to see a very dear old friend and spend some time with her. These kind of events remind me how sweet it is to be on God’s team and be involved in His work. Which further excites me about this new adventure in L.A. I’ve heard that there may be some interest in others wanting to join in and serve in L.A! I would love that! Please! Anybody who’s heard about our undertaking and may be interested let us know. We need all the help and encouragement we can get. This is still in it’s baby stages… all we know is God put a fire in our hearts and we are doing all we can to answer that call. Join us if you feel that tug as well.

As I have shared previously, we have the amazing and miraculous privilege to be a part of bringing 17 orphans to Texas in July to be hosted by 11 families in the hope that these children will find a forever family. Today we had training for the families presented by the Colombian officials. It was a great meeting.

Later tonight we had a fundraiser at the beautiful Fuller home. The total cost for this adventure is $42,000.00. A few weeks ago we held an orientation for the families that will be hosting and shared with them the financial need and asked them to share with their friends and churches. The Fullers immediately offered to host a fundraiser at their home for their friends and neighbors. We arrived tonight with our Colombian guests, Grace Fellowship leaders, and Orphan Hope Board members and were pleasantly surprised at an amazing turnout at a beautiful home, an amazing dinner, and the presence of God’s mighty hand on this night.

Bill Byrd and I were able to present the ministry and share the need. Others spoke whom we had just met tonight and their excitement for Orphan Hope and what God is doing in Colombia was wonderful.

We believe that we will see a good response financially and spiritually from the terrific people we met tonight. Time will tell how this night will impact the children of Colombia. To God be the glory.

Our family has the pleasure of hosting two Colombian officials today. We picked Sandra and Maria Elena, up at the airport this morning at 6:00 a.m. and have been shopping and eating ever since! They are in town for the weekend to meet with our ministry, Orphan Hope International, regarding this summer’s Texas Vacation Host Program where we will bring 17 Colombian orphans to stay for 3 weeks in July with 11 host families in the hope of finding a forever family. The festivities officially start tonight as we gather for dinner with the remainder of the Orphan Hope board of directors and their wives. Tomorrow we will meet with the host families and our partners for this program at Grace Fellowship UMC in Katy and then a fundraiser tomorrow night graciously sponsored and hosted by one of the vacation host families where we will give a presentation of our ministry. Sunday we meet with more families and another dinner and then Monday they return to Bogota. As we were walking around today I was thinking that if you had told me two years ago today that I would be hosting these two ladies today or be involved in all of the initiatives in Colombia that we are involved in, I wouldn’t have believed it. Thank you Lord for letting me be on your team. Greater things are yet to come, and greater things are still to be done in this city.