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  • Pleased to dwell among us

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    This is the text and most of the visuals I used when I shared at church last Sunday.  It sounded like God really blessed people through it, so I thought I’d pass it on.

    This morning I have the opportunity to share about my five years in Thailand, and the great challenge of condensing it into 20 minutes.  Let’s see, that would be about four minutes per year, less than 30 seconds per month….  No, don’t worry, I won’t try to do that.  I’ll just give some highlights, some snapshots into what God was doing that I got to be a part of.

    For people who aren’t familiar with what I’ve been up to:  in October I returned from five years of living and serving in the slums of Bangkok, Thailand.  My team and I worked alongside local Thai church leaders to reach out to the poor in that city.   Our vision was to see God’s Kingdom coming to the slums.  What that meant to us was not just spiritual salvation, but healing and justice and things made right in all of the brokenness in those slums.  So we worked with people in the communities to address their felt needs, to become empowered to work for change, as well as sharing verbally about Jesus to those who were interested.  We partnered with a Thai foundation to minister to tangible needs in the slums.  And ultimately we wanted to see churches planted, led by Thais in Thai ways, that reached out holistically to its neighbors, and reproduced to other communities.  Later I’ll give some examples of how we did those things.

    When I found out that today the church celebrates epiphany, I thought that was really cool timing.  Because in the last few months I was in Thailand I watched my slum community have its own epiphany.  The meaning of this word in Greek is similar to “manifestation” or “revelation”.  We say things like “I had an epiphany!” often to mean we figured something out, had a flash of insight.  But the Biblical epiphany means God making himself known to man.  His initiative, not ours.  God coming to live among us, rather than us figuring out how to get to God.  Jesus was born into our world, born into each of our hearts, born into that slum in Bangkok.  I was there in Thailand as a missionary, but really it was God doing the work, drawing people to himself.  I just got to be along for the ride.

    At epiphany we often reflect on the magi, or wise men, and their journey to Bethlehem.  The passage I chose from Colossians captures beautifully what it is that these magi discovered, what it is that my neighbors experienced and that I got to experience anew as I saw their child-like wonder of new faith.

    (Colossians 1:15-23) He is the image of the invisible God, the firstborn of all creation; for in him all things in heaven and on earth were created, things visible and invisible, whether thrones or dominions or rulers or powers—all things have been created through him and for him. He himself is before all things, and in him all things hold together. He is the head of the body, the church; he is the beginning, the firstborn from the dead, so that he might come to have first place in everything. For in him all the fullness of God was pleased to dwell, and through him God was pleased to reconcile to himself all things, whether on earth or in heaven, by making peace through the blood of his cross. And you who were once estranged and hostile in mind, doing evil deeds, he has now reconciled in his fleshly body through death, so as to present you holy and blameless and irreproachable before him— provided that you continue securely established and steadfast in the faith, without shifting from the hope promised by the gospel that you heard, which has been proclaimed to every creature under heaven. I, Paul, became a servant of this gospel.

    There is so much packed into this passage.  It’s rich with meaning and symbolism.  I’m going to just touch on two themes and how I experienced this in Bangkok.  The first is this idea of Jesus being the “fullness of God”, which was “pleased” to dwell in Jesus, to dwell in our flesh and walk our earth.  This is an incredible thought!  Look at who Paul says this is—the “image of God”, the creator of everything, the one who holds all things together.  This is who came to live among us as our friend.

    The magi saw the sign of the star, and even though they were not Jews, they still sought out Jesus.  These were dignified astrologers, and yet when they discovered Jesus, this small, vulnerable child, they fell down and worshipped.  It’s quite the scene to picture!  One might imagine them coming to see Jesus and being less than impressed—I mean, he’s just a child, and born in a barn, to an unwed mother…  But instead, they clearly experienced something about Jesus that caused them to realize this is no ordinary child.  And he wasn’t—he was all of God’s fullness, made flesh and blood.  And for me, the fact that he did choose to be born in such humble conditions, rather than in a palace among the rich and powerful, causes me to worship him more, not less.  Jesus was, and is, pleased to dwell among the ordinary, the poor, the weak.

    This kind of seeking, and then having an experience with Jesus, is often how Thais come to believe.  Most Thais worship a variety of gods and idols, and those who have begun worshipping Jesus often talk about how different an experience it is.  They talk about how they feel that God, rather than their idols, is alive, how they feel like Jesus is right beside them as a friend.  While Buddhist spirituality has some positive benefits in the lives of its followers, it lacks a love relationship with God.  In Jesus, they discover a living God pleased to dwell among them.

    This first picture is of a typical Buddhist temple, and the second is at one of our combined worship services.  These are three believers from a slum community doing a traditional Thai dance in worship. » Read the rest of the entry..

  • What was your house like?

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    little friend People are often curious about what it was like for me, living in a Bangkok slum.  So there are some new pictures up on my Photos page to illustrate.  This is my house and surrounding area in Phothong, the slum I lived in the longest (February, ‘06- October ‘09).  Before that I lived in a poorer community, and believe me, this house was a huge step up.

    I’ve been back in the States for over 3 weeks now.  In my last days in Bangkok my house was something I doubted I would miss: the heat, mosquitoes, holes in the walls from rats, sleeping on the floor, noisy neighbors, a recent discovery of a king cobra skin (which deserves its own blog post)…  And while I am thoroughly enjoying the comforts of a real bed, carpet, washer and dryer, I do miss the bright Thai sunshine through my windows, the sounds of children laughing, cooking Thai food with neighbors.  As I posted these pictures I was actually really thankful for my home in Phothong.

  • Reflections from Bangkok, September 09

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    Click on the image to read my last newsletter from Bangkok!  Some highlights:

    • Six new believers and a church planted in my slum!
    • The challenges of discipling the urban poor
    • Signs of fruit that will outlast my time here
    • Details about my return to the US
    • Prayer requests and pictures!

  • Seated with princes and princesses

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    In one week I’ve seen two women open their hearts to Jesus, and three teenagers take new steps of faith and discipleship.  In a community where there have been no worshipers of Jesus we are now having church in our house with five neighbors.  I can’t think of another time when I have felt this aware of God’s power and grace- it has been almost tangible.  It has felt at times like too much for my heart to contain.  I often can’t help but burst into laughing as I speak about it; I haven’t been sleeping much because I’ve been so excited.

    The conversions of Yut and June were beautiful.  They made me feel like I was at a wedding, or witnessing a birth.  Both wept, and later said they didn’t know where the tears had come from.  As we laid hands on them to pray, both felt a presence bigger than themselves.  They both immediately said they felt “sabai jai” literally, “my heart is at ease.”

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  • Reflections from Bangkok, May 09

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    Click below to read my most recent newsletter. Some highlights:

    • Women in my slum put together a drug-awareness event for the kids as a result of house meetings
    • New opportunities opening to develop youth in Phothong to be leaders
    • My Buddhist neighbor Yut and I will begin studying Scripture together soon
    • My new role and budget for when I move back to the States in October

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  • Finally– a post about Christmas!

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    Better late than never, right?

    Christmas this year was maybe the craziest of the three I’ve spent here.  This is always the season that is most focused on outreach, but this year it felt like the scale was way ramped up.  Around 30 of my neighbors piled into two cars and a pickup truck to attend our combined Christmas party, held for members of the 6 slum and low-income communities we work in.  The very next day we had our house full of children and then adults, for Christmas songs, stories, crafts and lots of great food.  It was a lot of work, a little bit of chaos, definitely things that could have gone better, but so many people in my slum heard about Jesus and had a great time.  It was exhausting but very rewarding.

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  • Everything’s better with “sanuk”

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    Thais love comic relief.  In the land of smiles, people just don’t seem to want to be too serious for too long.  Even in conversation about a dark topic, it doesn’t take long until someone is cracking a joke.  I once was invited to the last day of a funeral, which ends with the cremation of the body, by being asked if I wanted to come to the “human barbecue.”

    Or take their drama or horror movie genres.  The films will have their scenes of intense emotion and gruesome violence (but these, really, are too over-the-top to elicit much of an authentic response).  But then they’ll cut from bloody decapitated guy to goofy extra getting his pants pulled down or something.  Or from poor, misunderstood Cinderella figure to other characters pulling each other’s hair until they both fall into the pool fully clothed.  It can feel kind of jarring to watch, like you’re not sure how you’re supposed to be feeling, except to not take any of it very seriously.  Maybe that’s the point– life is best lived a little lightheartedly.

    The first three words I learned in Thai are three of their most important values: saduak, sabai, and sanuk, or convenient, comfortable, and of course, FUN.

    I’ve been discovering that even some of the Thai Buddhist temples are this way.  Even in these most somber and contemplative places there are often elements of fun or quirkiness.  Two that I visited within a month of each other are perfect examples– one inhabited by a colony of monkeys, and the other populated by grinning clay Thai children and monks, each wearing their own pair of real glasses.

    The first (with the monkeys) was at a look-out point we visited with our church leaders after a training.

    Khao Takiab monkeys

    Khao Takiab monkeys

    This next one was in Ayuthaya, which is most known to tourists as containing ancient ruins of Thailand’s former capital.  We did go see those, but because our Thai friends were playing tour guides, we mostly saw the Thai tourist traps.  Which are a little different from the Lonely Planet highlights.  We didn’t see a foreigner in sight at most of the places we stopped.  You can see more photos from that day on my Flickr page; here are a few from the highlight of that day.

    Ayuthaya

    Ayuthaya

    Ayuthaya

    I forgot to mention that this temple is actually most famous for… its bathrooms.  The first air-conditioned bathrooms in a Thai temple, they say.  Carpeting, individual AC units in each stall, flowers… it’s quite the facility.  I guess they didn’t want to leave out the last two ideals of saduak and sabai.

  • Reflections from Bangkok, July 08

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    Read my most recent newsletter in pdf format:

    Reflections from Bangkok

  • Which of these things is not like the others…

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    A while ago Christy and I spent the day with neighbors at Pattaya, a nearby beach. It is a favorite Thai hangout, as well as heavily frequented by Western tourists. It was a bit surreal to see foreigners who look like me staring at the white girl hanging out with a group of lower class Thais. And to hear my Thai friends make comments about the farangs walking by and then turn to me and say “oh yeah– I forgot you’re one of them!”

    I was having a bit of an identity crisis. While I look and talk like the Westerners with their sunscreen and guidebooks and cameras, in some ways I am more like my slum-dwelling, Thai-speaking, sticky rice eating neighbors. When I’m in Thailand there are things about the States that I long for, but when I’m in the States I feel a little out of place and confused by the culture. In Bangkok I long for the quiet countryside of my hometown, a good deli sandwich, and the ability to blend into the crowd; in the States I’m always craving rice, shocked by prices, and sometimes translating my thoughts from Thai into English.

    It’s amazing how much this place, language and culture has become a second home. And how much my neighbors have accepted me as one of them. This tension between identities is one I kind of enjoy.

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