Saturday, November 24, 2012

Unplanned Thanksgiving


“Many are the plans in a man’s heart, but it is the Lord’s purpose that prevails.” – Proverbs 19:21
“In His heart a man plans his course, but the Lord determines his steps.” – Proverbs 16:9

In India, you will be hard pressed to find a Thanksgiving holiday celebration, and even harder pressed to find turkey of any kind. Thanksgiving week is just another ordinary workweek here…after all, the holiday is an American tradition from the early settlers of the U.S.
However, just because Thanksgiving is not an official holiday here, it does not mean that this week failed to be special in my experience.
I had the newfound joy of tutoring some of our elementary school children in mathematics early in the week. For these specific girls, math is their most difficult subject, and being a Chemical Engineer by training, it is one of my favorites.  So I gave it a shot…and loved every minute of it. Seeing their faces focused, learning…then full of delight in a right answer or realizing an epiphany.
The session moved from mathematics to science to God. We discussed the sun, moon, and the earth…specifically their relationship to one another. I presented the example of how as Christ followers, Jesus is like the Sun—he is the source of light—and we are like the moon, in that we reflect His light for all the world to see. When others see us, they should see the light of Christ as our source. Furthermore, if we think for a moment that we ourselves are the source of light and goodness, it is like when the earth gets between the moon and the sun: if the world comes between us and God, we are in utter darkness, separated from the Source. We must choose to remain in the light, reflecting Christ to our world.
Well, our oldest in the younger girls’ home lit up at the end of that teaching. She gave praise with delight at how we combined academics with teaching about God. Finally, she told me, “If you become a teacher, God will bless you and bless you.” What a sweet moment that I absolutely cherish.
On Thanksgiving day, the end of the day did not go according to plan. I was supposed to be picked up from the girls’ home at a specific time to go home for the day. But my ride showed up 2 hours late. This is not a rare occurrence by Indian standards, but as an American, type A, task oriented, scheduler and planner…well, you can imagine that I don’t naturally accept such things with contentment. I chuckle as I recount the story to you because one of the sweeter days in my first month here occurred because of being so far “off-plan.” (God continues to faithfully, and tenaciously chip away at that part of me until I am fully surrendered to Him.)
In that extra time, I was requested to give another math tutoring session, in which more girls, down to 1st grade, attended. Then I played various games with the girls for about an hour, one of mine and their favorite things to do. Lastly, as they sat down for dinner, they began the normal practice of praise songs and prayer. And since they had a “special guest” with them, I was asked to tell a story.
Being put on the spot, I paused for a second, then realized God had prepared me to talk through Gideon, since my Sunday School class just studied it in detail this summer. It is a special thing to have the full attention of over 30 children ages 3-12, without them making an unsolicited peep for 15 minutes. We had fun with it, guessing how many soldiers God chose to fight an entire army, demonstrating the different ways the soldiers drank water as God chose the few who would be at the battle, dividing into torch holders, pot crushers, and horn blowers. Finally, we flexed our muscles at the end, declaring that God has made us mighty warriors for His Kingdom, even when we are scared.
It is evenings like these that endear these girls to me with even greater magnitude, as the love God places in me for them continues to grow. And it seems to endear me to them, as well…because when I arrived the next morning, I was hit with an uncommonly large mob of girls asking me to play games, give tutoring, and tell stories! Although I was unable to join them on that day, due to other responsibilities, it made my heart glad to see their response.

Dwight Eisenhower wisely said, “In preparing for battle I have always found that plans are useless, but planning is indespensible.”  Oh how well said.  The truth is that plans are going to change, especially as we are surrendered to God. However, the act of planning, while holding those established plans loosely, prepares the planner to make the best adaptations to the plan. The act of planning carries value outside the value of the conceived plan.
Finally, I ponder these two Proverbs in conjunction with Eisenhower’s assertion:
 

“Many are the plans in a man’s heart, but it is the Lord’s purpose that prevails.” – Proverbs 19:21
“In His heart a man plans his course, but the Lord determines his steps.” – Proverbs 16:9

I will continue to plan. It is who I am, who God has created me to be, and how He has gifted me.  He does use my planning nature for His purposes. But my prayer for you, and for me, is that we would learn to submit our plans to a sovereign, good, and loving God.  May we learn to do more listening to God’s voice, taking a part in establishing His plans, and less dictating to Him what our plans may be. May we come to realize the freedom, peace, and awe of a God whose purposes always prevail and who determines our steps.  And may God continue to give us some of the sweetest moments with His children when our plans fall apart. What a wonderful God who loves us!

Saturday, November 17, 2012

My Cup Overflows

Psalm 23 (NIV84): “The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not be in want. He makes me lie down in green pastures, he leads me beside quiet waters, he restores my soul. He guides me in paths of righteousness for his name’s sake. Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for you are with me; your rod and your staff, they comfort me. You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies. You anoint my head with oil; my cup overflows. Surely goodness and love will follow me all the days of my life, and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever.”

Nearly every one of our girls has memorized Psalm 23, and for many, it is their favorite passage of scripture. There are many truths to discover in this passage, but today my attention is on “my cup overflows.”

The meaning of this statement is twofold: 1. Abundance, and 2. A welcome to stay. In the time that this psalm was written, the overflowing cup had a special meaning: When a guest would come to stay and dine with friends or family, their cup would be filled to the brim and then purposefully overflowed…that is, of course, if they were welcome to stay. Having our cups overflowed by our creator first indicates His willingness to bless abundantly, beyond what we could ever need; and second, it indicates His desire for us not to leave and instead remain with Him in His house.

When a guest had his cup overflow, he or she knew that they were being welcomed to stay longer…another meal, another night, and sometimes a lifetime. In the same way, we have each been invited into the house of our Lord, and Psalm 23 declares that we are welcomed stay there with our God forever. Our cups truly overflow.

I feel blessed to be part of a ministry that makes it clear that our sincere desire is to offer an overflowing cup to each of our rescued children. We invite them to remain in our family for the next meal, the next night, and their entire lifetime. And in truth, we make this offer in response to our Lord Jesus Christ. It is God who is first offering each of these children an overflowing cup, an invitation to remain with Him, and He with them, forever.

So today I have this overwhelming sense of blessing to be part of God’s offering of the overflowing cup. To be used by our God to pour into the lives of each of these children, such that their cups would overflow. Each time I hear our little ones and young adults recite this verse, I am now reminded of this blessing. And it is such a joy.

And finally, I realize keenly that my own cup is overflowing. I have told the Lord that being a part of the lives of each of these children that are now in our care makes me quite content. I need nothing else to feel God’s abundant blessing and to notice my own cup running over. And yet, God has even more in store. Every newly rescued child, every way He continues to grow the influence and impact of the ministry, every plan He has for our future to make His name great in India. Yes, my cup continues to overflow.

I praise the Lord my God that not only does my cup overflow in Jesus Christ, but that He allows me to be an instrument of His overflowing the cups of many others. And I am not unique in this…this is God’s design for every one of His children. We are like a pyramid of cups, starting with a wide base, and being built row by row, higher and higher. Wherever we are in the pyramid, as we allow the Lord to pour into us through our brothers and sisters in Christ, and as our cups overflow, we cannot help but overflow into the cups immediately below us. And so the Lord has designed our life in Christ such that being filled and filling others…being overflowed and overflowing others…is the only possibility.

I encourage you to read Psalm 23, meditate on it, and praise God for all of the truths He has given through that passage. May you receive His overflowing love and grace, in turn offering that same love and grace of Christ to others. May we each continue to fill and be filled, remembering that there is one source: Christ our Lord. Amen.

Monday, November 12, 2012

My First Indian Birthday

Yesterday was one of the most unique days of my life, and certainly my most unique birthday.

The day started with amazing words of encouragement and scriptures from the members of our visiting U.S. team. They were amazing. I'll remember their words for a long time and am so thankful for them.

Next, we attended a 3 hour Indian church service where I had the blessing of delivering the sermon. It is a special gift from my Father in Heaven to be able to lead the sweet people of this church in the Word on my birthday.

I had initially attempted to keep my birthday a secret because I had seen how they celebrate Ralph's birthday, and I was planning to stay below the radar! 

However, I first noticed that something was up when one of our staff called me on the way to church to wish me happy birthday. I wondered how she found out?  Then, on the way into church, all of our littlest girls were wishing me happy birthday. How did they find out?? Then I saw the church service schedule...and at the bottom was..."Happy Birthday Brother Will." Now how did all this happen???

After some false accusations and investigative work, I saw the Facebook message from my Dad to Ralph that blew my cover!

At the end of church, they had a cake for my birthday, and a couple of children in the congregation who share their birthdays with me also came forward.  This is where the day begins to become unique...in an Indian way.

The tradition starts with cutting the cake and posing for pictures. Then those that you know, especially elders, procede to feed you pieces of cake. With each piece, there is a pose for a photo, then they feed you by hand the biggest piece they can get your mouth open for. Finally, everyone comes up and wishes you happy birthday, saying "many happy returns of this day."

Then we went to Ralph's cousin's house for lunch, followed by the second birthday celebration. More amazing chocolate cake, more cutting, more being fed by hand, more pictures. But this was extra special because several of our oldest girls were also there, and they wanted to feed me cake, too. That is because, with a little prodding from Ralph, they proceeded to rub it all over my face! I just laughed with them and let them. I realized that they would only do that if they felt comfortable with me, and that was a special thing. They always do this to their sisters in our home and even with Ralph.

Finally, the third celebration occured in the evening at our littlest girls home. They sang happy birthday to me together and presented me with my 4th handmade card of the day. And a third amazing chocolate birthday cake, which we all shared.

I must say that after it all, although I resisted it initially, I am very happy that my Indian family found out that it was my birthday. It's one that I'll never forget!

Friday, November 9, 2012

A Call to Fast & Pray

Friends and family,

This coming week is special. For many people it will mean days with the family and celebrations. But for others, this week is special in a different way. This coming holiday week is one of the busiest for brothels here in India. Similar to American events like the Super Bowl and the associated increase in sex-trafficking there every year, this coming week brings a much larger volume of customers to the brothels.

This means more women working longer hours throughout the days and nights to satisfy the insatiable demand. This also means more children who are exposed to these environments having their senses assailed by the activities occurring in the next room, or as is unfortunately common, directly above them, as they try to sleep under the bed of their mother.

The threats to these children are clear: 95% become 2nd generation commercial sex workers. But the threat doesn't end there. Even for those who can be rescued or find another life, what their eyes see and ears hear can leave deep scars in need of healing.

These realities are hard to grapple with, and it is especially unnerving being so close to some of these places this week.  However, we are not powerless. Not even close.

This week, I am asking you to join me for a day of fasting and prayer of intercession for the vulnerable and defenseless. For those whose bodies are being used for destruction, and just as much, for the innocent little ones who will be threatened by being in the same place.
 
You see, without Christ, we are indeed powerless. But with Christ, our finite obedience and humble cries reach an infinite God. And in that, we have "the divine power to demolish strongholds" (2 Cor 10:4) in Jesus name.

Please join me in fasting and praying specifically for the children currently forced to be in the brothels or other places of such darkness this week. Please intercede with me on their behalf for protection from physical, emotional, psychological, and spiritual abuse.  Isaiah 59:16 - "God wondered that there was no intercessor" for the oppressed and vulnerable. Let God not wonder today. Let us stand as intercessors in the power of The Intercessor, Christ, to whom this passage in Isaiah refers.

I pray that Isaiah 58:6-9 brings you encouragement and guidance if you decide to fast this week:

"Is not this the kind of fasting I have chosen: to loose the chains of injustice and untie the cords of the yoke, to set the oppressed free and break every yoke? Is it not to share your food with the hungry and to provide the poor wanderer with shelter—when you see the naked, to clothe him, and not to turn away from your own flesh and blood?

Then your light will break forth like the dawn, and your healing will quickly appear; then your righteousness will go before you, and the glory of the Lord will be your rear guard. Then you will call, and the Lord will answer; you will cry for help, and he will say: Here am I."
 
Thank you for your sacrifices for these children in the sight of God. May the God of all grace grant protection and salvation for the children in dark places this week and reward your faithfulness in Christ. Amen.

Sunday, November 4, 2012

The Sermon That Stuck: "Be a Burning Bush"

Today I was able to attend one of our churches within our network, and specifically the same church in which I preached just this past July. It is always a joy to visit and see familiar faces worshiping God with all their might and experiencing their authentic joy to see you again.

At the end of the service, it is customary for every single person to greet every single other person...every single person! As I was coming to the end, saying "Praise the Lord" again and again (this is how you say hello in the church here...love it!), there was one woman in the back that spoke to me just a little bit longer. What she said really meant a lot to me.

She told me that she remembered my sermon the last time I was there, and most amazingly, "I ask God every day to make me a burning bush." Wow. She actually remembered the sermon and it has changed her prayer life!

When you preach or teach, you sometimes wonder if even one person remembers one little part such that it makes a real impact in their life. And I reason with myself that if even a single person remembers a single thing that has real impact on their life, then it was worth all the preparation and spending yourself for the message. The message was for them...they are the person you were preaching to, if the only person. That gives the teacher or preacher purpose.

And so to know that God continues to work powerfully in the message long after it is given is a special blessing.  As I prepare to preach again next Sunday, Nov 11, I would like to invite you to pray for a sermon with equal or greater impact on listeners such as the woman today who has been impacted by Moses and the burning bush. 

Specifically, I am praying for three things:

-Simplicity
-Clarity
-Power

I believe these elements will be used by the Holy Spirit to make lasting impact in the lives of those who will hear.

The topic of my sermon next week will be Waiting on the Lord, specifically highlighting the account of Jesus raising Lazurus in John 11. It is partially inspired by the post the Lord moved me to write last November: The Pain & Glory of Waiting on the Lord.  I had no idea at the time that I would be preaching on this topic in India within the year!

Until then, for those that are curious, and for those that migh be similarly impacted, below is a summary of the Burning Bush sermon from July:

Key Scripture: Exodus 3:1-10

Thought questions: Have you ever ignored a burning bush? What does a burning bush look like in your life?

1. Examining the burning bush
- Was the bush God, or special in any way? No, it was ordinary. God IN the bush made it extrordinary.
- What does a burning bush look like today? - 2 Cor 4. A burning bush is anyone who is under trial, but is not consumed. Without Christ they would be consumed, but with Christ, they are not.
- Everyone is set on fire by the world. Will you be consumed?
- Daniel 3:22-25 - Jesus, the 4th person in the furnace is the difference.

2. Responding to the burning bush - Lessons from Moses in Exodus 3
- This was an ordinary day for Moses. 40 years, 14,600 days of silence, exile, and obscurity.
- Moses' role? He simply "turned aside" to behold the phenomenon.
- God speaks through burning bushes today. Look for them and "turn aside" to listen. In addition, your testimony will be God's miracle and mouthpiece to speak to someone else.
- God called Moses by name, and He will do the same with you.
- Moses' and our calls are the same: (Eph 2:8-10)
  1. To God Himself
  2. His purpose for your life

Thought questions:
1. Does today feel like just another day?
2. Are you preparing yourself to respond to God's call?
3. If you have received a call from God, are you remembering daily that He calls you to Himself first?

Conclusion:
1. Be the burning bush in Christ
- Hope of not being consumed yourself
- Joy of sharing that hope with others

2. Turn aside and listen to God in burning bushes (fellow Christians)
- If you have failed, if you have not heard from God - today He chooses you by name
- First call is to God Himself
- Second, walk in obedience in the works that have been prepared for you