Sunday, October 28, 2012

Hurricane Sandy

For those of you who are interested in some more info on the hurricane damage that I have seen!
Saturday morning, we headed out again hoping to get out this time. It had not rained much the night before, so we thought we most likely could. The trip down to the point we stopped friday was uneventful, and we found the water had went down some more making us much more comfortable going across. We removed a few large rocks and got across without trouble.

As we moved on, we found that was not the only spot that was gone! This area was gardens, bannana groves, before the hurricane! The rest of the guys walked across while I made my way across on the four wheeler.


      This is the direction the water came. Must have been quite the wall of water to do what it did!!!

                                       

                                             A little way down, we came on this!!!
 This bridge,you can only see the side rail, was over a small water way the size of a small stream. Now, as you see, it is more like a  river bed!!!! Thankfully the bridge is still there, but most of the repair work is going to be done by hand, a pick, shovel, and a lot of hand work!!!


           

 
We arrived in Ti Guave, got our vehicle, and headed home. We knew that there was a bridge out not to far from home. Folks were saying the water was down enough that we could walk through. We talked with some folks from Blue Ridge Mission and they allowed us to park the vehicle in their compound, and take us to the washout to walk across.
 
 
We found it crossable!!! PTL!!!
This bridge, what you can see, bridged a small stream also! Now, it`s a river!!!
 For now they will cut the banks down and we will drive through the river to get to Port au Prince.
Hopefully the fact that it is an international road, and main truck route between Haiti and
 Dominican Republic, they will get the bridge up fast, but you can`t do that over night.
 

Friday, October 26, 2012

Hurricane Sandy



Well this evening finds me in a bit different situation than I was planning. I have spent the last two days at christian witness mission in Grand Mapou, in the mountains behind Ti Guave. It has been raining ever since we arrived, due to hurricane Sandy. Since we got here on wednessday, we got over twenty inches of rain which has washed out the roads to the point that we can not get out even on the four wheeler. I`m not sure when we will return home, but not today or tomorrow!!!
The picture is about three fourths of the way to the paved road. But, it`s the end of the road for now!!!!
Well this evening finds me in a bit different situation than I was planning. I have spent the last two days at christian witness mission in  Grand Mapou, in the mountains behind Ti Guave. It has been raining ever since we arrived, due to hurricane Sandy. Since we got here on wednessday, we got over twenty inches of rain which has washed out the roads to the point that we can not get out even on the four wheeler. I`m not sure when we will return home, but not today or tomorrow!!!
 The picture is about three fourths of the way to the paved road. But, it`s the end of the road for now!!!!














The water also has washed a large amount of rocks and mud on the road making it difficult to get through! We got the truck stuck here this morning when we were out checking the road.
The water also has washed a large amount of rocks and mud on the road making it difficult to get through!


















I came out here to put an engine in a christian witness truck. I had pulled the engine a litttle while ago, and rebuilt it.

Sunday, October 21, 2012

What is Grace

The Question is asked, what is grace?
 Grace is the power to take my lost soul, and redeem it back to the Father. But it does not end at his redeeming me. This power is the power to transform me into his image. This is the only way I can do anything of value on this earth, the only way I can do anything good. With out this I have not but filthy rags to offer. Grace, is the power of God living within me!
 The only way we can really grasp this grace, is when we get our eyes off ourselves, our agenda, our passions, even our religious forms, and on the one, Jesus Christ who bought us back from the clutch of sin.
 The Christ centered life is a life transformed by the grace of God, for the purpose of God`s glory!!

Thursday, September 27, 2012

The Citidel


Just thought i`d post a few pictures of our trip to the Citidel!

One place we stopped for a break.

 
 
This is the Palace! Built in the early 1800`s Just before the Citidel!
 
 
Here is the Citidel in the distance!!!
 
 
Just one of the over three hundred cannons in the fort!!!
 
 
Here is a row of cannons. You can see the piles of cannon balls along the wall!!!
 
 
 
Here are the piles of stock ammo! There are about ten thousand rounds of ammo!!! 

Wednesday, September 19, 2012

Contextualisation: presenting Jesus in crosscultural ministry



By David L. Watson on August 02, 2010 in Contextualization


Many simple church networks in Europe are engaged in cross-cultural church planting. But how do you do that? How do you present Jesus in another culture? David L. Watson shares that it is important not to impose your cultural views of Jesus and the church on the people you are reaching. Doctrines are not wrong, but only fit in a specific culture. In cross-cultural ministry we need to learn the people to obey Christ within their specific culture and context. Instead of providing all the answers when reading the bible, we ask questions so they can discover how to obey Jesus in their culture. E.g. God commands us to pray, but how do you want to pray? Or, how would you teach God’s Word? How would you lead a church? Read on to learn more.

When I was a kindergarten-aged Sunday school student, I can remember my teacher handing me a piece of paper and some crayons and asking me to draw a picture of Jesus. My church was not one to have images of Jesus hanging or standing around, though I am sure I must have seen some renditions of images of Jesus in books, Bibles or hanging on the walls around my community. When I finished my assignment to the best of my young and untrained abilities, my Jesus looked exactly like me in the ways that count. He had white skin, blond hair, and blue eyes. I loved Jesus, and was proud of how I had drawn him.

As a college student I was involved in the missions program of my student union. I was assigned to work among a group of African Americans in my community. It was my first cross-cultural experience. At one point in the ministry I had a group of young students.

One day I exhausted all my materials before the time was up. I grabbed some paper, color pencils, and crayons and passed them out. I instructed the children to draw a picture of Jesus. I was surprised when the pictures depicted a Jesus with dark skin and African features.

Since those early days in my ministry I have been fascinated with how various cultures depict Jesus. I have worked with Hispanics, American Indians, East Asians, South Asians, Southeast Asians, and Africans. Children from each culture will render Jesus as looking like themselves unless taught to do differently. This is natural, and I think it is a part of God’s plan for reaching the nations. Jesus is no longer flesh and blood, as we know it. He is different from us. At this point in time we meet him as the Holy Spirit represents him to us. He has no color, no ethnic heritage, and no cultural distinctions except the holiness and righteousness of God.

One of the challenges of being a cross-cultural witness is presented Jesus in the same way the Holy Spirit would. Jesus’ cultural heritage is the family of God. As the Creator, He made all of us, regardless of our cultural identity, in His own image. As His adopted children we have a responsibility to become like Him. We should not introduce Jesus as looking or being like ourselves. He is not. And to represent him as something He is not is a lie, first to ourselves, and then to those to whom we wish to introduce Him.

Since 1977 I have given my life to the ministry of cross-cultural witness on the behalf of Jesus. In the early days I was trained to contextualize my witness to my host culture. As I understood contextualization, this was basically to make Jesus acceptable to them by dressing him up to look like them. Add a little makeup, change the clothes, use a different language, and voilá, a Jesus they certainly couldn’t refuse.

But with time, the makeup I applied began to run. The clothes wore out. And the language was always something short of perfect. Jesus, as I understood Him, would ultimately show up, confusing and sometimes offending my hosts.

Regardless of how hard I tried, I could never make Jesus look just right to another culture. Even though I had had some success in presenting my made-up Jesus to my hosts, it was extremely difficult and tiring to keep the make-up fresh, the clothes new, and the language just right. No matter how diligently I studied and researched culture, and built relationships, I could not know my host culture well enough to present Jesus in a perfectly contextualized manner. My clothes, food choices, language; or adopted cultural forms of family relations, community involvement, or worship were always slightly off at best, disastrous at worst.

I began to question contextualization. Perhaps I just wasn’t cut out to be a cross-cultural witness for Jesus. I began to pray that God would show me how to represent Him to others. And slowly, as all good teachers do, God began to teach me through the experiences of others, my own experiences, and object lessons that will never be forgotten.

Since 1985 I have been working in World A. I have had to work in secret, and I have had to keep my identity well hidden. Anything less could have resulted in the loss of access to the peoples to whom God sent me, and/or the death of those who accepted Christ as a result of my witness. A dressed-up Jesus was not an option. I was non-residential much of the time, and didn’t have the time, or the inclination to keep the makeup straight, the clothes new, and the language perfect. I had to learn another way.

My first learning experience came when I had the unique opportunity to witness to member of my host community. He was an old shopkeeper who was well liked and had no problems with me as a foreigner. We conversed almost daily. I liked him, and I think he liked me. I did not hide the fact that I was a Christian. Everyone assumed I was anyway, since I had white skin. He did not hide the fact that he was a Hindu. One day our conversation strayed to religion. As a trained witness I was thrilled with the opportunity. But, as it turned out, the opportunity was one for me to learn, not to lead another person into the Kingdom of God.

The old man told me that he just did not understand Christianity. There was no way he could give up his religion, which was so much a part of his daily life, to accept a new religion which from his perspective was so much NOT a part of the daily lives of the Christians he knew. He began every day with meditations, offerings and prayers to his god. As the day went on he would stop for more prayer and meditation. Each business transaction was blessed in prayer, and each dollar made thankfully offered to his god.

Everyone knew his devotion, and that devotion was as obvious at home and in private as it was in public. The questions he presented to me shoved me into some long and deep thought and prayer.

* “Why would I want to give up the god I can see for one that I cannot see?”
* “Why would I want to worship only one day a week when now I worship several times every day?”
* “Why would I want to do business without the presence of my god to oversee it and bless it?”
* “Why would I want to try to convince others of my holiness with words, when they can see my devotion to my god?”
* “Why would I want to let only words teach my children, rather than my life?”

This old man had a limited and distorted view of a committed Christian’s life, but the form of secret or private worship that was the norm for most Christians he knew or observed was certainly contributing to his misunderstanding. I realized this had to change. I asked God to give me a local cultural informant who could take Jesus as I know him and present the essence of who Jesus is in a meaningful way to his culture.

As I prayed for this person I realized that I had to find a way to minimize my cultural representation of Jesus. This is quite different from dressing Jesus up in a way that would be acceptable to another culture. How can I ever know another culture well enough to dress Jesus up to meet their expectations, wants, or needs? I cannot. But I do know my own culture, and if I am honest with Scripture, and critical in my thinking and planning, I can present Jesus in a near a-cultural way that can be assimilated and transformed into a cultural model by the ones God has chosen and prepared to do so. I have learned that God has prepared men and women in every culture who can meet those who love Jesus from another culture, learn to love Jesus from them, strip away the cultural baggage attached (which we can minimize), and present Jesus to their own culture in a loving and caring way which results in lives changed and the Kingdom enlarged.

The most obvious areas where I needed to strip away my own culture and cultural expectations were in my styles of worship, both private and public. As I taught my new friends worship, I taught the elements of worship, not style or form. This was not easy. What was natural for me was foreign for them. I learned to ask questions as I taught.

When I introduce prayer, I asked them how they would pray. The Bible teaches we are to pray. They began to pray in a way that was familiar to them and directed toward the God we all knew and loved. When I introduced singing, I asked them what songs they would sing. They had none. I gave them none. They were inspired by the Holy Spirit to write their own. It sounded like their music, and it gave glory and honor to God.

When I introduced teaching, I asked them how they would teach God’s word. The style was different from mine, but normal for their culture. When I introduced preaching, I asked them how they would exhort others to follow the teachings of Christ. The resulting form of preaching was different from what I was used to, but it met their needs and was acceptable to their culture. When I introduce church leadership, I asked them how they would lead a group in their community. The results were different from the congregational approach I would have taken, but it fit them and their way of doing things.

For my new friends, worship and church were a daily and daylong life style that was apparent and obvious to their community. It was despised by some and spoken against by others, but was much more acceptable to the community than anything I could have presented to them or lived out before them. It had impact.

Regardless of how careful one is to deculturalize one’s message, there are teachings in the Bible that are simply against cultural norms. For instance, in a culture where the norm is multiple wives, the teaching of one wife for life is difficult to accept. In these situations one must teach God’s word, but more importantly teach that all of us are to obey God’s word. The Great Commission (Matthew 28:19-20) includes the admonition that we are to teach others to obey everything Christ has commanded. I have learned that teaching doctrine and teaching obedience are two very different things.

I went overseas with all kinds of doctrinal material to present to the new believers. I discovered that doctrine was another area where cultural baggage can be found. Doctrine is basically my church or denomination’s teachings on what they believe the Bible says and how it is to be lived out (in my own culture). Doctrine often includes forms and traditions that are outside the biblical context, though acceptable within the biblical and cultural context under which the doctrine was developed. Church polity, church staff, ordinations, the practices of baptism and the Lord’s Supper, the teachings regarding clergy and laity, and more can carry significant cultural baggage that may be extra-biblical without being disobedient to the Scripture in a given culture. The cross-cultural witness must be able to identify the cultural areas and eliminate them from his or her teachings. The best way to do this is to use only Scripture for curricula, and allow local people to answer questions about Scripture, not listen to our answers. We have to learn to teach by asking a minimal number of questions, not by giving the answers to every question or have an expressed opinion about everything.

The focus in discipleship has become obedience to the Gospel, not adherence to a doctrine. With a doctrine-centered discipleship program one must teach everything to assure a person has the knowledge to be obedient. With an obedience-centered discipleship program the emphasis is how we can be obedient to Christ in every area of our lives and in every circumstance. When a new disciple asks a question, my answer is always the same – what must you do to be obedient to Christ? I may have to help them to find the appropriate passages in the Bible to answer the question, but the question always remains the same. In this form of teaching, faith is defined as being obedient to the commands of Christ in every situation or circumstance, regardless of the consequences.

During one baptism it was observed that the village leader was agitated. He and his family were to be baptized, but as the time approached, he became more agitated and angry. He was overheard mumbling that “this is wrong” and “this is evil.” He was referring to the baptism. A wise worker allowed him to voice his feelings and then asked him to explain what it was about the baptism that was wrong or evil. The village leader explained that it was wrong for a man from outside the family to touch the women in his family. The doctrinal teaching was that an ordained minister should administer baptism. The worker was quick to ask himself the question, “in this how can I be obedient to the teaching of Christ.” He quickly asked the leader if would be appropriate for him to baptize the leader, and then the leader could baptize the rest of the new converts. A change was made, and the baptism continued.

We learned that the form of baptism we had been practicing was a hindrance to the spread of the Gospel. Many women were refusing to be baptized because a man other than a family member would be touching them. Baptism by ordained ministers was not a requirement of the Bible, but was simply a tradition of the church. With a simple change in form, baptisms increased from a few each month to tens if not hundreds each week. What’s more, the leadership transferred to the village was significant. Many who may have stayed on the fringe of the work became key leaders as they accepted the spiritual responsibility of baptizing their families, and went on to become the true spiritual leaders in their homes and villages.

As you may have discerned, baptism is primarily of family groups. The Gospel is presented to families, much the same as the pattern found in Acts. This avoids extraction evangelism, and conversions usually result in a church being established. A child or a woman may be the door into the family, but the head of the household usually leads the whole family into the decision to follow Christ. This is different than found in some cultures, but if the traditional, individual conversion approach had been maintained, then the growth of the church would have been hampered.

There are more examples of how form and practice from one culture may have a negative or neutral impact on another culture. You probably have many examples from your own ministry. Part of the job of the cross-cultural witness is to eliminate the cultural aspects of his or her own understanding of doctrine and practice, and to help those in the host culture discover Biblically acceptable ways of expressing their own love, devotion, and worship of the Lord Jesus Christ.

So the question remains. What color is Jesus? For the cross-cultural witness the color is always neutral. When Christ is in the culture He will look just like the members of that culture. He will represent God and His righteousness to the culture. He will become the measuring stick by which everyone in the culture is measured. His Word will be obeyed and their love will be made complete.

The role of the cross-cultural worker is to deculturalize the Gospel – presenting the Gospel without commentary, but with the question, “How will we obey what God has said?” If it’s not in the Bible, we don’t introduce it to the culture.

The role of the cultural worker is to contextualize the Gospel – presenting the Gospel and asking, “What must we change in our lives and culture in order to be obedient to all the commands of Christ?”

Source: David Watson

Wednesday, September 12, 2012

Sept. 11 2012 TapTap Accident

...For when I am weak, then am I strong.  2Cor._12:10b This little phrase out of Corithians took on a new meaning for me last night as its events unfolded.
 Tuesday September 11, 2012 started as any other day here in town. we went about our normal duties, and the day went smoothly. Actually maybe even a bit better then normal. It came supper time, and we sat down to eat with the satisfaction of a day gone well.
 Supper finished we sat and talked a little, and someone said hey why not watch a movie tonight. Ok sounds good! We set up, and started the film. Right as we sat down one of the girls said, I feel we are to be doing something tonight, but I don`t know what. Another said I have this same feeling. (A woman's intuition!!!)  Two minutes later, Tiboutson ran in the door and said there is a bad accident just down town and they need vehicles to pick up the injured, ASAP!!!! Off we went, the IFM staff team, with all three vehicles.
 They sorted the living from the wreckage, of sacks of carrots, and mutilated bodys, and took them to the small hospital in our town where they checked each individual to assess who needed the fastest attention. Then we started loading them in vehicles for transport to Port au Prince. First our ambulance, second the F450, third the F150, which is the one I was driving. After that I`m not sure what they did, but a group of ambulances from port came to transport anymore that needed attention.
 We got home at 12:30 this morning a weary bunch of wanna be EMT`s!!! LOL!!!
It was just amazing the peace and calm God put around us, as we worked with the gruesome state of some of the people, in the midst of the mourning and wailing, of family and friends of the deceased.
  The most amazing thing of all was, the ambulance, do to lack of planning, was not full of fuel. The driver, Tiboutson, did not have any money on him when we left in such a hurry. So he just went on faith it would get him there. As he was pulling in the drive way when he got home last night, it started sputtering. This morning when we went to move it, it would not start. It was out fuel. Who better to plan a tank of fuel than our God!!!!

This is how the truck landed. What you see is the carrots and a few potatoes.



Towns people contemplating what happened here last night.

Please pray with us for the families that are grieving the loss of loved ones. Also for the injured for a healing touch from God!!!

Wednesday, July 18, 2012

The robbery

A little different look at life at IFM! This morning we had the first robbery since I am here. This is the third in a group of robberies. The last two were while I was in the states. This time they tryed the same thing they done the last two times, came through the office roof. This time they discovered we put plywood under the tin so they cant get through it with a srewdriver.
  A few details are, At midnight Tibutson one of the natives that lives with us woke me and said, I think someone is on the roof. We listened for a while and could not tell for sure so we went back to bed, but kept one ear open! At three fourty five AM Shea got a call from Aaron the admin. that the theif was in the house and they were coming to the office which is next to our dorm. Shea had opened the door to go out, but just then they came up the strairs, so he hid inside the door to watch. The theif slammed our door shut and held it while Aaron  got the money from the office. Once he had the money he ran down the steps and got out of there with Shea right on his tail to get a good look who it was. Shea chased him to the gate and left him go.
  Then we spent the next half hour or so talking and praying together,seeking spiritual rest from the Lord.
 Continue to pray with us for the salvation of this soul. He is a local, in need of the saviours touch!!!
May God Bless your day!!!

Friday, July 6, 2012

Where is Jesus

Where is Jesus? Do we see him today?
 Where does the scripture say we will find Jesus?
 While Jesus walked this earth, he could be found mainly with one group of people. The last, the lost, and the least. Where can Jesus be found today? Did you ever think of it, that Jesus, might be that bum, you see on the streets of your town, who is known for his filthy life.  He may be the eldery person I did not lend a hand. He may be that cashier that was a bit slow as you checked out at the local walmart. He may just be that one that needed a listening ear as you hurried to not miss your sunday morning church service.  He has not changed. He still is reaching out to the same people. 
 Why do we try so hard to stay aw.ay from these people, If we truely are dead to self, and alive unto Christ, we will find ourselves drawn to these people. Christ will send them our way. 
 Why is it, that we would have no problem talking to a man dressed in fine cloths carrying a briefcase, but when we see the man with tattered cloths and shaggy hair, we lean over to our friend and say, take a look at that guy!!! Wonder what he`s up to? Surely its no good!
 If you want to see Christ today, Help out one of these people, in his name

Tuesday, June 5, 2012

Where you go, I'll go

Where You Go I’ll Go, Where You Stay, I’ll!!!

Where you go, I'll go
Where you stay, I'll stay
When you move, I'll move
I will follow...

All your ways are good
All your ways are sure
I will trust in you alone
Higher than my side
High above my life
I will trust in you alone

Where you go, I'll go
Where you stay, I'll stay
When you move, I'll move
I will follow you
Who you love, I'll love
How you serve I'll serve
If this life I lose, I will follow you
I will follow you

Light unto the world
Light unto my life
I will live for you alone
You're the one I seek
Knowing I will find
All I need in you alone, in you alone
In you there's life everlasting
In you there's freedom for my soul
In you there joy, unending joy
and I will follow

Chis Tomlin

I just love this song. Every thing about it, paints a picture of what I want my life to be. One word summarizes it. SURRENDERED If he calls me to the highest mountain, or the lowest valley, the inner city, or the most remote jungle, he will be there with me.

In the last verse, there are some of the most encouraging, and beautiful words for the true seeker. You’re the one I seek, Knowing I will find. There is no question, if we seek God with all our heart, we will find him. Therefore, if we are not finding refuge in God, that would say we are not seeking God with our all. This would lead to confusion, and all other spiritual disorders in our lives.

Our God has won the victory!!!! Are you willing to embrace it? Am I?

Act 3:16 And his name (Jesus)—by faith in his name—has made this man strong whom you see and know, and the faith that is through Jesus has given the man this perfect health in the presence of you all.

God wants to give you and I that spiritual health, But its by our faith that we obtain it. This is going to be something that the world can see, but can not obtain until they too, put their trust in Christ.

We have a message to tell the world, The world is looking for something more than what they have. There is the devil blinding the eyes of those that do not believe to prevent them from seeing the light. God has chosen to use redeemed humans to carry his word to them. If our message is not clear, God, because he is just, must destroy us because we are robbing him of his due Glory!

The redeemed of God! Glorify our King!!!

Thursday, May 17, 2012

The City On A Hill



Did you hear of the city on the hill?
Said one old man to the other
It once shined bright and it would be shining still
But they all started turning on each other

You see, the poets thought the dancers were shallow
And the soldiers thought the poets were weak
And the elders saw the young ones as foolish
And the rich man never heard the poor man speak

And one by one, they ran away
With their made up minds, to leave it all behind
And the light began to fade, in the city on the hill
The city on the hill

Each one thought that they knew better
That they were different by design
Instead of standing strong together
They let their differences divide

And one by one, they ran away
With their made up minds, to leave it all behind
And the light began to fade, in the city on the hill
The city on the hill

And the world is searching still

But it was the rhythm of the dancers
That gave the poets life
It was the spirit of the poets
That gave the soldiers strength to fight
It was the fire of the young ones
It was the wisdom of the old
It was the story of the poor man
That needed to be told

It is the rhythm of the dancers
That gives the poets life
It is the spirit of the poets
That gives the soldiers strength to fight
It is the fire of the young ones
It is the wisdom of the old
It is the story of the poor man
That's needing to be told

One by one, we'll be running away
With our made up minds to leave it all behind
As the light begins to fade, in the city on the hill
The city on the hill


Come home
And the Father's calling still
Come home
To the city on the hill
Come home


Is this not the case in many of our churches today? I have been very burdened about this subject lately. You hear of a church split here, and tension there, and scores of young people saying THIS IS ENOUGH!!!! I'm sick of it! And either wondering around not knowing which end is up, or throwing in the towel. My dear brothers and sisters. We have no time to waste fighting among ourselves! We are in a BATTLE!!! A battle that we will not win, if we get our eyes off Jesus, and on self preservation, or anything else! There is a world out there that has not yet heard the Gospel! We have a God who has given us his holy spirit to guide us and keep us, and he has given each and every one that he redeemed, a responsibility to tell the world.
 He also says the way the world will know that we are his disciples, is by our love for each other! If our lives are not radiating christ's love, it's not in us!!!
 To the struggling one. Do NOT let these situations get you discouraged. God WILL be faithful. He has promised!!! If you truly believe that he is all powerful, and Lord of ALL, you also will know he will not let you down in this either. Stand strong! Take courage!
                                                A Fellow Warrior

Saturday, May 5, 2012

Just a few tidbits

Well here I am again.
  I am still alive, if you all were wondering.
  Last weekend we went on a staff vacation to another mission in the Dominican Republic. This is a picture of the house. A very beautiful one! We had a wonderful time of refreshment, and relaxation. We spent a day at the beach, done some shopping, and had a great time of fellowship with the folks there.
  We got connected with these people when they got held up at the Haiti border, and they stayed at our mission, for two days. They are with Ears To Hear Ministeries planting christian radio in  the Dominican, and Haiti.
  Other wise life continues to go on as usual. Sunday our town is planning to block the road again, maybe for a few days. It is because of the shooting a few weeks ago. That has not been settled with the Government yet. They say no traffic will get through. No entering or exiting town. The border will be closed also.
  Please pray that the power of God would ring loud and clear over the power of Satan, in the beautiful land of Haiti.

Wednesday, April 18, 2012

The lake house

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There seems to be no explaination why, but the lake that our property borders is rising steadily at a rate of approximately four feet a year. It has now taken one of our buildings, and more are going soon. We tore out all the interior valuables, and left the water come. Here are some pictures from inside the house.

Saturday, April 7, 2012

Rattle Trap

                          One, Two, Three LIFT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
This is what you call Manual Labor!!!  This is our 1997 Ford E150 that was in need of body mounts. Since none of us were interested in being in the van when the running gear gained more momentum than the body, we thought it best to replace them. The problem, we  had no lift, only a bottle jack. The current mechanic at IFM was not interested in potenially shortening his life by trying to do it alone, so when he saw there was a work team of 12 young men, a thought formed in his mind. We could make use of man power that we have here!!! Of course we all enjoyed the task! Many hands make light work!!
  The van and its riders, are enjoying a much more stable ride now, although rattle trap will never be new again!!!

Hello Everyone

Good morning everyone. Just a little update, we are having beautiful weather right now. It is around ninety in the days, and drops to about sixty five,or seventy at night. All is going well, we are not real busy. We can actually catch our breath a bit.
  Shea is home in the states right now, and we have a new short term staff member while he is gone, and then while I come home for a bit to. He is planning to stay till I return in July.

  Please pray that Gods will would be done this weekend, as our town has carnaval.  This is a time when there is a lot of wickedness, and satan worship. Pray that the christians here would be strong and stand up for what is right, and not give in to the pressure of the world.
  Remember! We serve a risen saviour. He has the power to keep us, all we need to do is trust him! Its all in his control!


Friday, March 23, 2012

Advise on midnight witnessing

This fine friday morning finds me a little tired and feeling a bit stressed. I am not sure why, but it is the way life goes some times. My sleep was disrupted about 3:30 am by our night time singer who walks around the neighbor hood singing into a loud speaker in the early morning hours. I think I agree with the writer of Proverbs when he says in chapter 27 Verse 14, He that blesseth his friend with a loud voice, rising early in the morning, it will be counted a curse to him!!! It has a very disruptive effect on ones sleeping schedule!!!                               BLESS HIS HEART!!!
This also captures the attention of our visiting team, brings them out of bed in an attemp to capture the sound on video!!! Causing for more disruption, when he finishes his last song as they finally get to where they can capture the sound!!! As this brings forth some words of disgust, and annoyance!!!
  Mid night witnessing does have some advantages that we miss in the day. One is, what better time to remind one of there lost condition than when they are in bed, and have no desire to be any where else. The comfort of there bed will keep them there in most cases. Hence the Lord has a golden opertunity, to speak into there lives.
This also can have a negative effect, causing bitter and angery thoughts to build, about the witnesser and his faith.
 A few words of advise. If you feel the Lord is calling you to mid night witnessing, Please be sure it is his will. You might face a bit of opposition.
  Please do not get me wrong. If one soul gets saved because of this mans efforts, it is worth it. But I do find it to be an annoyance.
                          God bless you all!!!

Monday, March 19, 2012

Well its monday night, we have a teem here, and we had a good day. Not that we would not have, we just did. Some of the teem was working on the kids home, and a few were working here tearing apart the house that the lake is taking. I worked on a few odd jobs around the place. Fixed a fuel leak on the ambulance, and replaced  the batterys on the F450.
  This Sunday I had my first, mainly kreole two hour conversation, with a native friend. Must say it was a challenge! It was very good to stretch my self. A few natives are saying , ok he understands kreol, don`t talk english to him. Thats kinda nice, but it is a stretch!
  Ok God bless you all, and thanks for your prayer and support!

                                                                                             
Austin Martin
International Faith Mission
Fond  Parisien  Haiti