Running out of space?

What do you do when you've got more people than you have space?  Create a room out of a shipping container, of course!  This is exactly what one of our youth leaders down in Auckland did when faced with growing numbers of youth. Brilliant!  Now the teens have their own creative space in which to meet, and it draws attention to those in the neighbourhood.

While we're on the topic, please pray for our upcoming youth camp reunion in Auckland this Saturday. As many of you may know, last month's camp was a transformational time in the lives of many of our teens and we only want to see that momentum continue! I will be taking a group down from Whangarei for the day and returning late at night to be prepared for worship on Sunday.

We are truly anticipating great things from God.

The Tutukaka Lighthouse

Photos courtesy my friend Jes!

 I am privy to some pretty spectacular views here in New Zealand, and am blessed to see the ingenuity and creativity of our God on a daily basis.  Sometimes I giggle at the utter ridiculousness of the things I see.   Seriously, what was God thinking when he designed a sting-ray, or a tea tree, an octopus, or a spider that spins webs?  Even more outrageous is the fact that he would dream up a human being with ten fingers and toes, elbows and eye-balls. . .with a brain that learns and a heart that loves.  God must be mad.


Or madly in love.

The Tutukaka lighthouse is a functioning solar-powered beacon located on the Kukutauwhao Island, just a 30 minute drive from my home in the Whangarei city centre.  This landmark can only be reached on foot at low-tide, because the 1 hour hike takes you through the Tutukaka headland and eventually across to Kukutauwhao Island. The views are gorgeous. . .and here I am 10,000 miles from what I call "home" enjoying them, taking them in, and locking them in my memory bank.


What is even more remarkable is that while I stand and breathe in the salty sea air, allowing these images to be etched into my brain, the lighthouse continues to do it's job, guiding seafarers safely to shore.  Curious pedestrians come and go day after day, trekking the hills for a brief visit to the lighthouse.  No matter.  It shines on, doing what it was designed to do.


"The Lord is my light and my salvation.  Whom shall I fear?" ~  Psalm 27:1

The Creator of the octopus and the maker of the hills I climb is my Lighthouse. He is madly in love . .with me.  He faithfully and consistently guides my life. His words illuminate my path, showing me the way to live and love. And as he guides me he allows me the delight of enjoying views along the way.

Back in Action

Summer holidays have come to an end and school is back in session, as is every other activity that accompanies life for Kiwi kids this time of year.

We've resumed our weekly Kids Club at church on Sunday nights and all the new bright-eyed gymnasts have turned up at gymnastics, convinced that we will turn them into Olympic athletes by year's end.

It is not just the young kids who will be learning new things.  I too will be joining the ranks of students all across the globe seeking education, but my classroom will be a bit less traditional.  I am finally taking another step towards completing my MAICS (Master of Arts Intercultural Studies), a degree programme  that I began over six years ago to further my theological education and broaden my understanding of how God is working in the cultures of our world.  Living in New Zealand has made it challenging to continue my studies, but thankfully our closest Nazarene Theological College (NTC) in Brisbane,  Australia now offers graduate level courses through real-time video conferencing!
As I hit the books and take on the role of being a student again, I am confident that the Lord will help me to apply what I learn in class to the real-world classroom of life. It is a blessing and privilege to be able to study again, alongside students from literally all over the world!

That was then. This is now.

This blog post is an invitation to step into the emotional journey of a missionary for a brief moment.

   I will soon celebrate the 2.5 year milestone of living here in New Zealand.  With each hardship overcome and each victory celebrated in daily experience, I am finding that I become more deeply attached to the people of New Zealand, especially to those within my sphere of influence in Whangarei.   That means that with every heart connection comes a responsibility, and to even conceive of leaving feels like a betrayal. (Don’t worry, I’m not thinking of leaving, just sharing some inner thoughts with you.) The Lord has widened my circles, expanded my ministry in ways I never could have dreamed up on my own, and blessed me greatly.

There are even times when I dare to use the word “home” in association with this funny coastal town at the top of the bottom of the world.  Nothing could ever replace where my foundations were first laid in Olathe, Kansas, but I am grateful for the sense of familiarity that I now feel here in Whangarei. 

I stand in awe of what God has done. 

Vivid memories of my first weeks here still linger in the corners of my mind. Oh how I longed for that “someday down the track” when I would feel connected, when I would actually have friends and feel settled. The hard chairs of the airport were more comfortable for me than the soft bed in this new foreign place with foreign people.  At least at the airport, there existed it a vain hope that I was not far from a vessel capable of returning me to my hometown, back to familiarity and friendship.  But .   . . the call of God was stronger and I knew that those options could not continue to reside in my thoughts.  A hard lump clogged my throat and my heart ached as I acknowledged the fact that my new “hometown” would become a no-fly zone; there was no turning back.  

 

 I ached for the day when things wouldn’t be so difficult and loneliness wouldn’t be my constant companion. All I wanted to do those first few weeks was to find ways to keep myself busy so that I could pass the time and get more days, weeks, and months “under my belt”.  I struggled to consider the needs of others, because quite frankly, at that point just feeling a sense of personal normalcy was my goal.  Selfish I know, but that’s the truth.   I needed milestones to celebrate, things to validate my purpose for being here.  These milestones would also serve as concrete evidence that God had indeed taken me through . . . and could be trusted to do so in the future.

I can remember calling on the name of Jesus with each breath in and out, relying on Him to complete every cycle of respiration.  I was that desperate. Walking the streets of Whangarei, I was on a mission to discover what this town was made of. I spent hours each day scouring the city, locating the staples like supermarkets and shops, parks and safe walking tracks.  I befriended op shop owners and store clerks, volunteered at the Salvation Army and did whatever I could to fill my need for friendship. I also looked for employment outside the church, of which there was none at the time.  Time.  All things would take time.  I wanted to feel settled, normal, productive and competent NOW (then). . .but that would take time.  I wanted to not feel lonely NOW.. . but that would take time.  I wanted to know my way around town NOW. ..  but that would take time.

At night, my prayers were like S.O.S signals to God, requests that he’d somehow relay the message to my family back home that I was distraught and needed prayer. And he did.  Time and again I would receive e-mails that someone had awakened in the middle of the night with a sense that my heart was in need. What a kind and gracious God.

 That was then.

This is now.

Now I’m 2.5 years “down the track”.  In the grand scheme of eternity’s timeline, this is but a blip, barely noticeable.  But like I said before, I need milestones to celebrate.  Now my life is so full, so fulfilling.  Doing life here feels normal and familiar.  I do know how to navigate the city, and much of the north island for that matter.  Good friends are aplenty and the work I do as a pastor, coach, and youth worker is important. Homesickness visits less frequently these days and when it does, I quickly say good-bye and send it on it’s way.

 

This is not to say that life is perfect here or that I do not continue to face new challenges and struggles.  That would be a lie.  But this IS a tribute to the God whose mercies have been new for me every morning thus far, and whom I can trust to do the same in the future.

More Camp Photos!

As promised, more photos from "Follow Me" Nazarene Youth Camp 2014.  The kids are still buzzing and so are we!

(Please don't mind the funny formatting on this blog.  I can't seem to get the photos to stay where I place them.  :-)

God's Math- Youth Camp 2014!

Bloodshot eyes + Sore feet + Tired body = Energized in spirit!

How does this formula work?   It is a mathematical equation made in heaven.

God's math says that 5 loaves +2 fishes = food for over 5,000.  God's order of priority says that the first will be last and the last will be first. Somehow in God's economy, subtraction becomes multiplication, and weaknesses is changed to strength.
This is what many of us experienced this week at "Follow Me" youth camp 2014.  It was very evident that the Lord's favour was upon our 115 youth and leaders this week at Parua Bay!  We enjoyed hours of fun in the sun, silly games, delicious food (and then some more!), powerful preaching and incredible live music! Jumping off wharfs, kayaking, and sliming up on a giant water slide make for a good camp in any culture.  And you can't forget staying up all night and bashing your best friends with giant noodles!

 But what makes for a GREAT youth camp?  It can only be the moving of God's Holy Spirit in the hearts of young people. In only the way that He can, God communicated His love and grace to our campers, urging them to follow Him into eternal life, real life. . .. and many responded!

Even before my preaching began last night and without any invitation from the front, some kids were weeping, convicted of sin and keenly aware of their need for a Saviour.   It has been a long time since many of us as leaders had witnessed such a powerful moving of God's Spirit like this among our young people on the New Zealand district. We gave them an opportunity to respond and dozens unashamedly came forward to soak up the love of the Saviour and accept Jesus as their Lord!   Even as I write this blog post, I smile with tears while I recall the precious conversations and prayers I was privileged to share with some of them.  All I can say is, "Thank you, Lord. Thank you, Lord. "

 
Could you please join me in praying for true disciples to be made out of these young ones who have taken the first step in following Jesus?  For both youth leaders and teens it will require a genuine commitment to the process of this sacred journey towards holiness.  It will require a comittment to following Jesus.

Tired bodies?  Little sleep? Sore Feet?  YEP!  And it's all worth it!

 

Stay tuned for more photos over the next few days!

Camp is Coming! WHO are you following?

WHO are you following?

Our "Follow Me" Nazarene Youth Camp 2014 is only days away.  We'll have a packed house with record numbers of campers and leaders: 113 in all! They will come from all corners of the North Island, representing nine different ethnic groups and adding their own cultural flavour to the experience!  We are anticipating a life-changing, memorable, and exciting camp Jan 13-17, and pray that all the excitement spills out into the rest of life beyond those 5 days.

Please pray for all involved this year, that we would be completely open to the moving of God's Holy Spirit and many would truly consider the question,"Who are you following?"  and choose to follow Christ Jesus whole-heartedly.  It takes a great deal of work to put on a camp like this, so our leaders (kitchen staff, speakers, directors, security, first aid, sports, counselours, etc) will all need an added measure of patience and energy.  We know that God will dish that out in abundance.  :-)

From the 12th to 17th of Jan, I will be on site and unable to access internet, but will update the blog as soon as I return, hopefully with great stories and photos to share!