I apologize for not blogging everyday. My down time has been spent resting since I am physically worn out. Tuesday night we had another powerful service at Pastor Samuel's church. Wednesday we went the favorite school in Ciudad Bolivar. Thursday we went back to Canal de Benedicion.
Wednesday was probably everyone's favorite day. At Avivamiento school, we enjoyed spending time with the kids but in many ways it did not seem like direct ministry. For the most part those kids have good lives. They still want to be loved and to communicate but it did not take much effort on our part. At this school, I try not to think about what these kids go home to. They speak very little to no English. But they still want our love. I was first to walk into the school. The children were already on break and literally ambushed me. I almost fell over. As soon as I walked in, I could hear my name being called. I definitely reaped the effort I sowed last week.
We started with the younger kids. We taught them Jesus loves you, performed dramas, and had praise and worship. It was absolutely incredible to see probably close to 150 children jumping and praising the Lord. The older kids were more typical high school students. They were slow to warm up and did not want to participate in worship. However, we do not know what seeds were sown just by our presence.
We broke into pairs to go to the different classes. I went with Pastor Dereck into a 7th grade class. We did the typical question and answer. Dereck brought his beat boxing skills. I tried my best to translate his salvation message. We just enjoyed being with them. After the classes, we went to the park and performed a couple dramas. With our small collection of Latin music, we had a dance party. It really broke barriers with the high school kids. Wednesday night we attended a service at the church where we are staying. We enjoyed hearing their worship team and Pastor Tommy gave a powerful message. After church, we went to TGIF, where we met a couple of our friends, Juan Carlos and Maria. Though we only see them once a year, relationships like these, founded in Christ, transcend time and distance.
Thursday we returned to Canal de Benedicion to finish our work projects and play with the kids. I worked for with 4 kids to teach them a little English. We drew lots of pictures, from faces to trees. I'm not sure any of it really stuck, but we had fun. We went outside to play some different games. It was hard for them to communicate the rules so we just ran around a lot and practiced much patience as they yelled at our mistakes.
After lunch, we went out to a piece of property they hope to soon build on. They are confident that god has called them to own the land and build an orphanage, sports complex, and church. They have been waiting 5 year for 750,000. We spent an hour interceding with them. It was powerful to sit in the field knowing one day it would be a refuge for the children we have been loving on all week.
Today is Friday and we went to the top of the mountain and shopped a little more. It has been an amazing trip. I write one more post when I get home to wrap it up.
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Friday, March 16, 2012
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
Monday and Tuesday
Monday we went to Ciudad Bolivar and worked with Canal de Benedicion, Channel of Blessings. The pastor, who's name I cannot remember, started the ministry after waking up multiple times in the middle of the night to the cries of the hungry children. They currently have 4 projects that feed, teach, and love the kids in the worst part of Bogota. Recently, they have been facing tremendous financial strain since the government has stopped funding them. They reopened the project we visited and are feeding the the children on faith.
They had quite a bit of physical labor planned for us. We picked up trash, dug a trench, swept, mopped, cleaned windows, and painted. It was exhausting work and at times we felt like we weren't getting anywhere. However, I have realized that our presence alone can make a greater impact than any amount of tangible work. By coming in the name of the Lord, we are able to refresh downcast spirits to continue their work.
Half way through the afternoon I went with the project pastor and a couple people from our team to scope out a potential project. As we walked to the house, we left the main road for an unpaved trail that led to the slums. The pastor stopped and knocked on what I thought was a wall. The piece of sheet metal swung open to reveal the house of a single father of 3. The level of poverty hit home quick. Dirt floors. Sheet metal ceiling. Old, tattered clothes hanging on the line through the middle of the house. Our pastor said he would have to pray about helping them build another wall. $400. How could we say no? But we cannot say yes to everything. We can't fix all the poverty in all of Ciudad Bolivar in a week. When we think from this perspective, we accomplish close to nothing. Financial provison and physical labor are temporary. However, spiritual refreshing and encouragement have eternal impacts.
Tuesday we went to Avivamiento school. This school has my heart. Given the opportunity, I would teach there in a heartbeat. I have been talking up this school all week. I just hoped everyone would love it as much as I do. Thankfully, the whole team fell in love and it was almost impossible to get everyone back on the bus.
We broke into groups and were assigned classes to teach English. We were told that activities and lessons would be prepared for us, but the most important thing was that everything be Christ-centered. Our class didn't start till 11, so we had over an hour to hang around with the kids on break. I loved seeing the kids I had met last week. It was so cool to have kids sporadically run up, call me by name, and hug me. The first year I came to Bogota, I understand the impact I could make. The second year, I realized this and made a greater effort. Now, in my third year, I am reaping in relationships what I have sowed for three years.
In our ninth grade class, they were working on subject/verb agreement and past tense. We broke into small groups to complete a worksheet. When we finished early, we talked about all the typical things: favorite food, where I'm from, my university, what they want to do when they graduate, etc. I just love getting to know these kids. After lunch I was talking with a couple of the 10th graders I had met last week. I asked if they thought everyone in their class was saved. They said yes, or at least hoped they were. Around 7th grade, the school had dismissed a number of students because their lifestyle did nit meet the standards. The students are not allowed to date or have Facebook. Some might see this as overbearing or controlling. But to attend this school is a high privilege. It is amazing how easy it is to grow without the weeds of temptation or negative peer pressure.
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They had quite a bit of physical labor planned for us. We picked up trash, dug a trench, swept, mopped, cleaned windows, and painted. It was exhausting work and at times we felt like we weren't getting anywhere. However, I have realized that our presence alone can make a greater impact than any amount of tangible work. By coming in the name of the Lord, we are able to refresh downcast spirits to continue their work.
Half way through the afternoon I went with the project pastor and a couple people from our team to scope out a potential project. As we walked to the house, we left the main road for an unpaved trail that led to the slums. The pastor stopped and knocked on what I thought was a wall. The piece of sheet metal swung open to reveal the house of a single father of 3. The level of poverty hit home quick. Dirt floors. Sheet metal ceiling. Old, tattered clothes hanging on the line through the middle of the house. Our pastor said he would have to pray about helping them build another wall. $400. How could we say no? But we cannot say yes to everything. We can't fix all the poverty in all of Ciudad Bolivar in a week. When we think from this perspective, we accomplish close to nothing. Financial provison and physical labor are temporary. However, spiritual refreshing and encouragement have eternal impacts.
Tuesday we went to Avivamiento school. This school has my heart. Given the opportunity, I would teach there in a heartbeat. I have been talking up this school all week. I just hoped everyone would love it as much as I do. Thankfully, the whole team fell in love and it was almost impossible to get everyone back on the bus.
We broke into groups and were assigned classes to teach English. We were told that activities and lessons would be prepared for us, but the most important thing was that everything be Christ-centered. Our class didn't start till 11, so we had over an hour to hang around with the kids on break. I loved seeing the kids I had met last week. It was so cool to have kids sporadically run up, call me by name, and hug me. The first year I came to Bogota, I understand the impact I could make. The second year, I realized this and made a greater effort. Now, in my third year, I am reaping in relationships what I have sowed for three years.
In our ninth grade class, they were working on subject/verb agreement and past tense. We broke into small groups to complete a worksheet. When we finished early, we talked about all the typical things: favorite food, where I'm from, my university, what they want to do when they graduate, etc. I just love getting to know these kids. After lunch I was talking with a couple of the 10th graders I had met last week. I asked if they thought everyone in their class was saved. They said yes, or at least hoped they were. Around 7th grade, the school had dismissed a number of students because their lifestyle did nit meet the standards. The students are not allowed to date or have Facebook. Some might see this as overbearing or controlling. But to attend this school is a high privilege. It is amazing how easy it is to grow without the weeds of temptation or negative peer pressure.
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Sunday, March 11, 2012
Saturday and Sunday
Saturday we toured again. The weather did not work in our favor and rained out out trip up the mountain. We went downtown and viewed all the government buildings. We had a wonderful lunch, shopped a little, and went to dinner.
Today we went to Avivamiento again. Another powerful service. Pastor Ricardo invited Pastor Carl to greet the church. That is truly an honor. Every service I have been to there have been visiting pastors, but Pastor Carl is the only one to greet the church. Many of our students received personal ministry from Pastor Ricardo. After service, Pastor prayed over our team. For lunch, we went to Crepes and Waffles, my 4th visit this trip. I'm excited to get back to actual ministry tomorrow!! (Sorry for the short post. I feel like I'm repeating myself.)
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Today we went to Avivamiento again. Another powerful service. Pastor Ricardo invited Pastor Carl to greet the church. That is truly an honor. Every service I have been to there have been visiting pastors, but Pastor Carl is the only one to greet the church. Many of our students received personal ministry from Pastor Ricardo. After service, Pastor prayed over our team. For lunch, we went to Crepes and Waffles, my 4th visit this trip. I'm excited to get back to actual ministry tomorrow!! (Sorry for the short post. I feel like I'm repeating myself.)
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Location:Carrera 50,Bogotá,Colombia
Saturday, March 10, 2012
Tuesday, Thursday, and Friday
A little late and out of order, but Tuesday was full of powerful ministry. We went to Avivamiento school. This school is a lot like Trinity, more affluent families, extremely high academics, and a high majority of students are walking out their faith.
I started in a tenth grade class. They start teaching English very early and most are close to fluent by 10th and 11th grade. We introduced ourselves, gave a bit of our testimony, and opened it up for questions. We listened to music on my iPod, talked about what we like to do, and discussed our futures. These kids have a bright future. When I asked who was planning on attending a university, every single one raised their hand. You don't see that in the US, much less in a developing country like Colombia. After last year's visit, some of our administrators began to discuss starting an exchange program. Colombia only goes through 11th grade. So they could graduate in Colombia, then experience a year in the US before going to college.
One of the first questions asked was if and when we would have an exchange program. I got to speak with the student, Francisco, after the class. He is absolutely brilliant. Great English. Superior academics. A supportive family. He so wants to study in America. But he has no idea what he wants to do. I was able to encourage him to trust God for direction.
While we were talking, spontaneous worship broke out among some of our students and the graduating class. It was powerful to watch two countries, two languages, two cultures blend to worship the same God.
Later I went to the 11th grade English class. One thing I learned is how difficult English is. The other American students and I could hardly answer some of the questions. At the end, la maestra gave me a moment to speak to the graduating seniors. I'm so grateful for everything I've learned these first 2 years of college. After a few pictures we headed home to clean up for church.
When we arrived at Pastor Samuel's church, we gathered to pray. I noticed during prayer how far the group had come since we first started. The service started with amazing worship led by a team all under the age of 25. A truly anointed group. Pastor Cody gave a word on the power of prayer. Then we put it to practice as much of the congregation came forward for prayer. It was amazing to see how the our kids unashamedly ministered to people.
At the end, Pastor Samuel took a minute to minister to us. He asked how many of us wanted to serve Christ. As we all answered yes, he pointed out that it at times requires us to do strange things. He told of the time that Jesus spit in the mud and rubbed it in a man's eyes to heal him. He prayed then said, one, two, three, and blew into the mic. I fell immediately. I heard him do it again and by the time I got up everyone had fallen. After this powerful time of ministry, they fed us hamburgers and then we had a little dance party with the worship team that turned into musical chairs.
Thursday was the school's tour and shopping day. We exchanged some money, had lunch, and headed to the market. As I was looking in a shop, man asked in Spanish if I was from the US. I told him yes, Texas. He told me his sons were living in Texas. I asked where an he said something I couldn't understand and made a hand motion. I asked again and he said in a heavy accent, buffalo. Ah, Buffalo Springs. I told him that was near where I live. His son is a teacher and missionary in that area. When I told him I was also a missionary, I got a God Bless You, hug, and kiss on the cheek. He was such a sweet man I was happy to buy his product. After shopping we went to Monserrate, a church on a mountain that overlooks the entire city. After some great pictures and more shopping, we went to an authentic Colombian restaurant.
Since the team had to be up at 4 to get ready to leave, about half decided not to go to bed. Of course, I wasn't going to be left out on the fun. We talked for hours and played many games. When they finally left at 530, I went to bed and slept until the sun woke me at 730. One of our contacts here, Angie, came to get me around 10.
Since there are so many people and cars in Bogota, you can only drive on assigned days. So Angie picked me up and we took the public transportation system called the TransMilenio. It was a complicated bus system with many stops and changes. We later found out that riots and protests had broken out on the very line we had taken. Thank you for your prayers. They are obviously working.
We got to the apartment and went for a bike ride with her son, Andres. I was a little hesitant at first since I don't ride bikes often and the streets of Bogotá are crazy. But we took a route that has a special lane for bikes and walkers completely separate from the street. It was amazing. I enjoyed every minute of it. We went for about an hour and covered 12 miles there and back.
We came home and she told me she would teach me how to make lunch. I was expecting a recipe that I would have to write down, with spices, quantities and times. But as we got started I realized it was definitely traditional Colombian food which is a plate full of different cooked items. We boiled broccoli and plantains separately, cooked white rice, and boiled tomatoes, potatoes, corn, and a cut of beef together. I find it funny that in English they call pollo chicken but beef they call meat. So I was given the option of chicken or meat. Their corn is quite different from ours. The kernels are huge, like the size of your thumb nail. It also much more starchy and less juicy or sweet. We also made fresh blackberry juice. Lunch was delicious and for dessert she poured sweetened condensed milk over a piece of cake with a couple strawberries.
After lunch, she let me take a nap since I was practically falling asleep at the table. A couple hours later, I woke up and we all played Tile Rummy. Angie mentioned we would make a special snack for dinner, corndogs. Most people do not know what corndogs are on Colombia. They had made them for Andres' class one day and they have been a family favorite ever since. Angie got a recipe off of the Internet. The batter was a little strange and the hotdog tasted very different, but had so much fun making them with her. I also introduced the idea of eating them with ketchup. We made a quick trip to the store for eggs and bread. We went home and watched the beginning of a movie until the traffic would slow down enough for her to take me home.
The college team got in around 245am because of delays. We went straight to bed. Today we tour again and tomorrow is Avivamiento.
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I started in a tenth grade class. They start teaching English very early and most are close to fluent by 10th and 11th grade. We introduced ourselves, gave a bit of our testimony, and opened it up for questions. We listened to music on my iPod, talked about what we like to do, and discussed our futures. These kids have a bright future. When I asked who was planning on attending a university, every single one raised their hand. You don't see that in the US, much less in a developing country like Colombia. After last year's visit, some of our administrators began to discuss starting an exchange program. Colombia only goes through 11th grade. So they could graduate in Colombia, then experience a year in the US before going to college.
One of the first questions asked was if and when we would have an exchange program. I got to speak with the student, Francisco, after the class. He is absolutely brilliant. Great English. Superior academics. A supportive family. He so wants to study in America. But he has no idea what he wants to do. I was able to encourage him to trust God for direction.
While we were talking, spontaneous worship broke out among some of our students and the graduating class. It was powerful to watch two countries, two languages, two cultures blend to worship the same God.
Later I went to the 11th grade English class. One thing I learned is how difficult English is. The other American students and I could hardly answer some of the questions. At the end, la maestra gave me a moment to speak to the graduating seniors. I'm so grateful for everything I've learned these first 2 years of college. After a few pictures we headed home to clean up for church.
When we arrived at Pastor Samuel's church, we gathered to pray. I noticed during prayer how far the group had come since we first started. The service started with amazing worship led by a team all under the age of 25. A truly anointed group. Pastor Cody gave a word on the power of prayer. Then we put it to practice as much of the congregation came forward for prayer. It was amazing to see how the our kids unashamedly ministered to people.
At the end, Pastor Samuel took a minute to minister to us. He asked how many of us wanted to serve Christ. As we all answered yes, he pointed out that it at times requires us to do strange things. He told of the time that Jesus spit in the mud and rubbed it in a man's eyes to heal him. He prayed then said, one, two, three, and blew into the mic. I fell immediately. I heard him do it again and by the time I got up everyone had fallen. After this powerful time of ministry, they fed us hamburgers and then we had a little dance party with the worship team that turned into musical chairs.
Thursday was the school's tour and shopping day. We exchanged some money, had lunch, and headed to the market. As I was looking in a shop, man asked in Spanish if I was from the US. I told him yes, Texas. He told me his sons were living in Texas. I asked where an he said something I couldn't understand and made a hand motion. I asked again and he said in a heavy accent, buffalo. Ah, Buffalo Springs. I told him that was near where I live. His son is a teacher and missionary in that area. When I told him I was also a missionary, I got a God Bless You, hug, and kiss on the cheek. He was such a sweet man I was happy to buy his product. After shopping we went to Monserrate, a church on a mountain that overlooks the entire city. After some great pictures and more shopping, we went to an authentic Colombian restaurant.
Since the team had to be up at 4 to get ready to leave, about half decided not to go to bed. Of course, I wasn't going to be left out on the fun. We talked for hours and played many games. When they finally left at 530, I went to bed and slept until the sun woke me at 730. One of our contacts here, Angie, came to get me around 10.
Since there are so many people and cars in Bogota, you can only drive on assigned days. So Angie picked me up and we took the public transportation system called the TransMilenio. It was a complicated bus system with many stops and changes. We later found out that riots and protests had broken out on the very line we had taken. Thank you for your prayers. They are obviously working.
We got to the apartment and went for a bike ride with her son, Andres. I was a little hesitant at first since I don't ride bikes often and the streets of Bogotá are crazy. But we took a route that has a special lane for bikes and walkers completely separate from the street. It was amazing. I enjoyed every minute of it. We went for about an hour and covered 12 miles there and back.
We came home and she told me she would teach me how to make lunch. I was expecting a recipe that I would have to write down, with spices, quantities and times. But as we got started I realized it was definitely traditional Colombian food which is a plate full of different cooked items. We boiled broccoli and plantains separately, cooked white rice, and boiled tomatoes, potatoes, corn, and a cut of beef together. I find it funny that in English they call pollo chicken but beef they call meat. So I was given the option of chicken or meat. Their corn is quite different from ours. The kernels are huge, like the size of your thumb nail. It also much more starchy and less juicy or sweet. We also made fresh blackberry juice. Lunch was delicious and for dessert she poured sweetened condensed milk over a piece of cake with a couple strawberries.
After lunch, she let me take a nap since I was practically falling asleep at the table. A couple hours later, I woke up and we all played Tile Rummy. Angie mentioned we would make a special snack for dinner, corndogs. Most people do not know what corndogs are on Colombia. They had made them for Andres' class one day and they have been a family favorite ever since. Angie got a recipe off of the Internet. The batter was a little strange and the hotdog tasted very different, but had so much fun making them with her. I also introduced the idea of eating them with ketchup. We made a quick trip to the store for eggs and bread. We went home and watched the beginning of a movie until the traffic would slow down enough for her to take me home.
The college team got in around 245am because of delays. We went straight to bed. Today we tour again and tomorrow is Avivamiento.
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Location:Calle 128,Bogotá,Colombia
Wednesday, March 7, 2012
Wednesday
I know I missed yesterday. We had a church service last night so I decided to wait an do it all together. I'm still processing a lot from last night. I'll try and get it posted soon. But for now I'll tell you about Luis.
I met Luis first year at the rockstar school, our favorite school in ciudad bolivar. He was in 4th grade. We divided up the little girls and little boys while our boys went to the park with the big kids. I was with the little boys. We played a patty cake type. Over and over. In big groups, one on one. For about an hour straight. When it was time for him to leave, Luis hugged me and gave me a big kiss in the cheek.
Second year, I spied him across the courtyard. I headed over to say hi, not really expecting a reaction. As soon as he caught sight of me, he ran and gave me a big hug. He was by my side the rest of the day. At that point, I realized how easy it is to spread Christ love and what an impact we can make by simply being there.
This year we worked with the younger kids on Monday. Since he is now in 6th grade, I saw him for just a second. Today he was a bit stand off ish until I was assigned to work in his class. The kids had notebooks filled with English questions and statements. I answered question after question about my favorite things, school, family, etc. After a while, Luis called me over and sheepishly told me he liked me. When we went to the park to play, he was by my side the whole time. He didn't even try to talk to me that much. He did tell me he has 11 brothers at home. I can only imagine what it's like to grow up in a house like that. How often is he hugged? How often does someone listen specifically listen to him? Not to mention the poverty the family must face. I love this sweet boy. God has taught me so much through him. I am super grateful that I will be able to return next week with college ministry.
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I met Luis first year at the rockstar school, our favorite school in ciudad bolivar. He was in 4th grade. We divided up the little girls and little boys while our boys went to the park with the big kids. I was with the little boys. We played a patty cake type. Over and over. In big groups, one on one. For about an hour straight. When it was time for him to leave, Luis hugged me and gave me a big kiss in the cheek.
Second year, I spied him across the courtyard. I headed over to say hi, not really expecting a reaction. As soon as he caught sight of me, he ran and gave me a big hug. He was by my side the rest of the day. At that point, I realized how easy it is to spread Christ love and what an impact we can make by simply being there.
This year we worked with the younger kids on Monday. Since he is now in 6th grade, I saw him for just a second. Today he was a bit stand off ish until I was assigned to work in his class. The kids had notebooks filled with English questions and statements. I answered question after question about my favorite things, school, family, etc. After a while, Luis called me over and sheepishly told me he liked me. When we went to the park to play, he was by my side the whole time. He didn't even try to talk to me that much. He did tell me he has 11 brothers at home. I can only imagine what it's like to grow up in a house like that. How often is he hugged? How often does someone listen specifically listen to him? Not to mention the poverty the family must face. I love this sweet boy. God has taught me so much through him. I am super grateful that I will be able to return next week with college ministry.
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Location:Carrera 50,Bogotá,Colombia
Monday, March 5, 2012
Monday
Monday means that school is back in session! Today we went to our favorite school in Ciudad Bolivar, the poorest region of Bogota. Immediately, the kids filed out of their classes paper in hand seeking our autographs. Still there were some that had us sign their arms. Some had us do both. We arrived for their snack time so we go to hang out for a bit. Language barriers are hard, but iPhones continue to be everyone's favorite. I'll to post some pics soon. Today was focused on the younger kids, pre-k to fifth. We will return Wednesday to see the high schoolers.
We started by performing our dramas. The kids enjoyed them and cheered for Jesus when he rose from the dead. That is one of the best sounds I will ever hear. After that we broke into classrooms to work on teaching English. In my room we threw around a soccer ball to practice saying our favorite things. Then we did a short question and answer time. The kids were a little crazy, but I just love to be in the classroom.
After the class, we walked down to a nearby park for PE time. There was soccer, volleyball, and basketball all on one court. I played some volleyball but it turned into hit the ball as hard as you can and chase it down. I quickly tired of the game and went to sit in the slight shade of a building (This is my second day to get sunburned).
A few minutes later, a couple of the girls from my class came to sit with me. In their small amount of English, they started the conversation. I have never taken a Spanish class and have no confidence in my speaking abilities. But as they put forth great effort to interact, I decided I needed to give it my best. As I began to piece together all the phrases I know, it soon became, teach Elisabeth Spanish. Their patience, especially that of Donei, was so touching. As I repeatedly asked the same questions and continually mispronounced words, they not only put up with it but encouraged me along the way. All because they wanted to talk to me. It makes me feel a little selfish for never trying harder before. Sure, I took 4 years of Latin, that's a legitimate excuse. But had I tried harder sooner, who knows where I could be. All these kids want is our attention for the few hours we are there. Of course I have found other ways to do this, but verbal communication and praise are the easiest ways to show God's love.
A little convicted today. Tomorrow is Avivamiento school, another favorite. For now, our students are skyping their parents and we will soon be off to grocery store to shop for some snacks and then back to Crepes and Waffles.
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We started by performing our dramas. The kids enjoyed them and cheered for Jesus when he rose from the dead. That is one of the best sounds I will ever hear. After that we broke into classrooms to work on teaching English. In my room we threw around a soccer ball to practice saying our favorite things. Then we did a short question and answer time. The kids were a little crazy, but I just love to be in the classroom.
After the class, we walked down to a nearby park for PE time. There was soccer, volleyball, and basketball all on one court. I played some volleyball but it turned into hit the ball as hard as you can and chase it down. I quickly tired of the game and went to sit in the slight shade of a building (This is my second day to get sunburned).
A few minutes later, a couple of the girls from my class came to sit with me. In their small amount of English, they started the conversation. I have never taken a Spanish class and have no confidence in my speaking abilities. But as they put forth great effort to interact, I decided I needed to give it my best. As I began to piece together all the phrases I know, it soon became, teach Elisabeth Spanish. Their patience, especially that of Donei, was so touching. As I repeatedly asked the same questions and continually mispronounced words, they not only put up with it but encouraged me along the way. All because they wanted to talk to me. It makes me feel a little selfish for never trying harder before. Sure, I took 4 years of Latin, that's a legitimate excuse. But had I tried harder sooner, who knows where I could be. All these kids want is our attention for the few hours we are there. Of course I have found other ways to do this, but verbal communication and praise are the easiest ways to show God's love.
A little convicted today. Tomorrow is Avivamiento school, another favorite. For now, our students are skyping their parents and we will soon be off to grocery store to shop for some snacks and then back to Crepes and Waffles.
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Location:Carrera 50,Bogotá,Colombia
Sunday, March 4, 2012
Sunday
We attended Avivamiento again today. I didn't think I would have much to say after Friday's service, but that church never ceases to amaze me. The service lasted almost 4 hours again.
It started normally with passionate worship. They did some of the same songs from Friday which made it easier to pick up on them. Then the healing part was again powerful. The deaf hear, the lame walk, feeling restored, pain eliminated. Then Pastor Ricardo's oldest son gave the salvation call again. They purposefully do this mid service immediately after the healing so that the people can see and experience God's immense power then accept him as their Savior. It was the same as Friday but I actually got to hear the translation. Then offering along with a testimony about the rewards of faithful tithing. Pastor Ricardo began his message giving his passage of choice. Then he made an announcement about the CD they recorded live at Avivamiento and produced. It is called Enfermo de Amor. I would highly recommend purchasing it off iTunes. Pastor Ricardo said, let's worship, and as the worship team and orchestra began again, he went down to pray over them, claiming them to be addicts of the Holy Spirit and sick with love, the title of the CD. They were completely overcome by the Spirit, many falling to the floor or weeping at their instrument. It was so powerful. Pastor walked back on stage but almost immediately walked back down to pray over the many pastors from different countries that were in attendance and sitting in our section. He claimed the same thing over their lives. As he finally walked back to the pulpit to once again begin his message, he proudly proclaimed, This is why we don't have a set schedule. We let the Holy Spirit direct our course. So so inspiring.
This message was extremely powerful. He spoke on David and Goliath. David was literally facing a giant in his life. We also face giants in our lives. However, God anointed David to defeat his giants and the Word of the Lord is a stone in our hand to throw at the enemy. For three reasons God allows giants into our lives: so all the earth will know there is a God in heaven, he wants to show that he does not save by javelin or sword, but by mighty spiritual weapons, and he wants to teach that the battle is his. The crowd reacted with fiery passion. It was incredible. There was alot of jumping up and down and shouting of amen.
All the pastors were taken on stage and prayed for. We were brought up late and were taken backstage where Pastor Ricardo personally greeted us and encouraged to take hold of the word spoken today and claim it in our lives. He laid hands on us and once again, we quickly found the floor. On the bus ride to lunch, our team was bubbling with the joy of the Spirit. We went to Carbon de Palo, an amazing steak restaurant where hardly anyone could finish the large portions. We finally arrived to our Colombian home around 5 (yes, church and lunch lasted from 8 to 5). We are trying to rest up for the next few packed days. If only we wouldn't stay up so late playing signs and other games. Tonight the rest of our team joins us after attending the state tournament this weekend!! Tomorrow is our all time favorite school. Looking forward to it!!
It started normally with passionate worship. They did some of the same songs from Friday which made it easier to pick up on them. Then the healing part was again powerful. The deaf hear, the lame walk, feeling restored, pain eliminated. Then Pastor Ricardo's oldest son gave the salvation call again. They purposefully do this mid service immediately after the healing so that the people can see and experience God's immense power then accept him as their Savior. It was the same as Friday but I actually got to hear the translation. Then offering along with a testimony about the rewards of faithful tithing. Pastor Ricardo began his message giving his passage of choice. Then he made an announcement about the CD they recorded live at Avivamiento and produced. It is called Enfermo de Amor. I would highly recommend purchasing it off iTunes. Pastor Ricardo said, let's worship, and as the worship team and orchestra began again, he went down to pray over them, claiming them to be addicts of the Holy Spirit and sick with love, the title of the CD. They were completely overcome by the Spirit, many falling to the floor or weeping at their instrument. It was so powerful. Pastor walked back on stage but almost immediately walked back down to pray over the many pastors from different countries that were in attendance and sitting in our section. He claimed the same thing over their lives. As he finally walked back to the pulpit to once again begin his message, he proudly proclaimed, This is why we don't have a set schedule. We let the Holy Spirit direct our course. So so inspiring.
This message was extremely powerful. He spoke on David and Goliath. David was literally facing a giant in his life. We also face giants in our lives. However, God anointed David to defeat his giants and the Word of the Lord is a stone in our hand to throw at the enemy. For three reasons God allows giants into our lives: so all the earth will know there is a God in heaven, he wants to show that he does not save by javelin or sword, but by mighty spiritual weapons, and he wants to teach that the battle is his. The crowd reacted with fiery passion. It was incredible. There was alot of jumping up and down and shouting of amen.
All the pastors were taken on stage and prayed for. We were brought up late and were taken backstage where Pastor Ricardo personally greeted us and encouraged to take hold of the word spoken today and claim it in our lives. He laid hands on us and once again, we quickly found the floor. On the bus ride to lunch, our team was bubbling with the joy of the Spirit. We went to Carbon de Palo, an amazing steak restaurant where hardly anyone could finish the large portions. We finally arrived to our Colombian home around 5 (yes, church and lunch lasted from 8 to 5). We are trying to rest up for the next few packed days. If only we wouldn't stay up so late playing signs and other games. Tonight the rest of our team joins us after attending the state tournament this weekend!! Tomorrow is our all time favorite school. Looking forward to it!!
Saturday, March 3, 2012
Saturday
It has been a beautiful day in Bogota. We went to Pastor Samuel's church to help with their free medical clinic. First, we paired up with some of the youth from the church to knock on doors and pass out flyers about the clinic. The two girls I was partnered with strongly encouraged me to speak Spanish to tell the people about the clinic. I had a hard time explaining that I do not know Spanish. I know many basic words and phrases. But I have no understanding of grammar or words uncommon to a tourist, like medical terms.
After we handed out all our flyers, we went back to the church and got to get to know the teens. It was a little rough with the language barrier. Thankfully, their English is much better than my Spanish. Since not many children had come for us to play with, Pastor Samuel took us to the top of the a hill that over looks all of Suba, the district of Colombia where the church is. It was quite a hike to the top, made even more difficult by the severe altitude change between Texas and Colombia. Once to the top, the pastor shared his vision to see every person in the district, one of the largest in Bogota, ministered to through his church. That Impacto would be a church with out walls. We were given to opportunity to agree with him in prayer and pray blessing over him, his family, and his ministry. It was powerful.
We went back to the church for a delicious steak lunch. Then enough children had arrived to perform our dramas. They thoroughly enjoyed both he comedy and the serious one. We came back to the church to get some rest after our late night. Soon we will be off to Crepes and Waffles, everyone's favorite restaurant.
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After we handed out all our flyers, we went back to the church and got to get to know the teens. It was a little rough with the language barrier. Thankfully, their English is much better than my Spanish. Since not many children had come for us to play with, Pastor Samuel took us to the top of the a hill that over looks all of Suba, the district of Colombia where the church is. It was quite a hike to the top, made even more difficult by the severe altitude change between Texas and Colombia. Once to the top, the pastor shared his vision to see every person in the district, one of the largest in Bogota, ministered to through his church. That Impacto would be a church with out walls. We were given to opportunity to agree with him in prayer and pray blessing over him, his family, and his ministry. It was powerful.
We went back to the church for a delicious steak lunch. Then enough children had arrived to perform our dramas. They thoroughly enjoyed both he comedy and the serious one. We came back to the church to get some rest after our late night. Soon we will be off to Crepes and Waffles, everyone's favorite restaurant.
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Location:Carrera 50,Bogotá,Colombia
Friday, March 2, 2012
Friday
Today was wonderful. We went to a new school called Jesus of Nazareth. The principal is a lovely woman with unmatched passion and love. She is truly an inspiration. Her school has pre-k thru 7th grade. After some jump rope competitions, we performed both of our dramas, which the kids loved. We split up into the 5 different classes. I was in the older class with the 6th and 7th graders. With the help of a translator, we shared a little about who we are, our families, our schools, and what God has done in our lives. After, I sneaked into the pre-k class to help with lunch. They were so precious. I picked up a little girl who looked sad. At first she was a little tense. I pulled out the ultimate icebreaker, my iPhone, and took a picture of her. When I showed it to her, she brightened up and pointed to it saying it was her. After that she snuggled into me. When I had to leave, she started to cry which of course made me cry. They served us a delicious lunch of soup, rice, beef,and potatoes. After lunch, we go to play with the kids more. Our Congo line quickly turned into running in circles until someone falls. We left the school and returned to the church for a couple hours rest.
Tonight we had two awesome opportunities. One was to help lead a youth service at a foursquare church led by Pastor Samuel. The other was to attend the 19th anniversary of the Pentecost of Avivamiento, the largest church in South America. Due to strong relationships with both pastors, we divided the group, sending pastor Cody and 2 students with Pastor Samuel and the rest of us attending Avivamiento.
Avivamiento is one of those experiences that is nearly impossible to explain. 3 1/2 hours, over 25,000 people, ear drum bursting music, jumping, dancing, flag waving, and the Holy Spirit flowing unhindered. It was incredible. First, worship, then healing, salvation call, offering, communion, and the message. Sadly, my translator headset died before worship ended so I didn't catch much of what was said. Pastor Ricardo spoke on Isaiah 43:19. They sang Let it Rain in Spanish which was powerful. Of course, it all ended with our trip on stage where Pastor Ricardo laid hands on us and we quickly found the floor. So crazy, even for my 4th trip to Aviva.
Fantastic day. Looking forward to tomorrow!! Pray for rest and divine appointments.
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Tonight we had two awesome opportunities. One was to help lead a youth service at a foursquare church led by Pastor Samuel. The other was to attend the 19th anniversary of the Pentecost of Avivamiento, the largest church in South America. Due to strong relationships with both pastors, we divided the group, sending pastor Cody and 2 students with Pastor Samuel and the rest of us attending Avivamiento.
Avivamiento is one of those experiences that is nearly impossible to explain. 3 1/2 hours, over 25,000 people, ear drum bursting music, jumping, dancing, flag waving, and the Holy Spirit flowing unhindered. It was incredible. First, worship, then healing, salvation call, offering, communion, and the message. Sadly, my translator headset died before worship ended so I didn't catch much of what was said. Pastor Ricardo spoke on Isaiah 43:19. They sang Let it Rain in Spanish which was powerful. Of course, it all ended with our trip on stage where Pastor Ricardo laid hands on us and we quickly found the floor. So crazy, even for my 4th trip to Aviva.
Fantastic day. Looking forward to tomorrow!! Pray for rest and divine appointments.
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Location:Carrera 50,Bogotá,Colombia
We are here!!
Hello from Bogota!! We made it safe and sound! Thank you for all your prayers. We only had one minor delay. Tomorrow we start bright and early at a school we haven't been to before. We may attend a youth service at Avivemiento tomorrow night. So excited to finally be here!! And the wifi is a little spotty here at the church. So I'll post as often as I can. ~ Elisabeth
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Location:Carrera 50,Bogotá,Colombia
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