Saturday, August 12, 2006

Living by Faith

By Ben

I’m sorry that we haven’t updated this in a while. We were hiking on Table Mountain during National Women’s Day, and I was bitten by a cobra. Just kidding! (Mom, you can start breathing again. [Speaking of my Mom, her # is 303-530-9311, Mom in Law])

We both have had a touch of the flu this week, but are both feeling fine now. I jokingly called the flu bug “Mandela’s Revenge.” Again my sense of humor was not understood as no one here has ever tasted the bitter reality of Montezuma’s Revenge as I have. Fortunately, Mandela is a much more kind a peaceful leader than Montezuma, and he let us slide with only two days of fever and sore stomachs. On the humor front, I am being laughed at more. My plan to email home with a cobra bite story was a big winner. People laugh freely and often here, and my face still hurts from smiling.

Lesson # 24 Living by Faith

The idea of “full time, vocational ministry” that we have in the states translates here to “living by faith.” Ministry is a sacrifice here in many ways. Ministers do fundraise, but not nearly to the scale that American ministers do. Most of the money that they receive supports the programs that they have started. They trust God to provide for their living expenditures. This often means living in sub-economic areas, sometimes without electricity or running water. The men and women in ministry that we have met are at the mercy of God’s will, and they consider this normal. I don’t want to idealize the way that ministries are organized here; there are still budgets, and financial stress, and there is still greed among ministers (none that we have spent time with, though.) However, the emphasis is on trust in God’s provision; whereas I have seen many American ministries who rely primarily on management and human strategies.

Lesson # 26 Tik

Somehow, I have the reputation here as “the Drug person.” I think that this stems from the articulation of my ministry at home. In reality, I have learned so much about drug rehab and prevention while being here- I feel very unqualified to be a “Drug Person.” (Quotation marks are called inverted commas here. Still, I find them “obnoxious.”)
I taught a seminar about drug prevention and rehab for parents on Tuesday. It was a learning experience for all. Here are a few things that I have learned about the matter in my preparations for the seminar (starting years ago, even), and from listening to the parents share during it:
1. Tik is South African for Crystal Meth and is far and away the most prevalent drug here.
2. Drugs are such a pervasive and troubling problem here that fulfilling the Great Commission and making disciples in South Africa must include the hard work of offering hope to those in the grips of Tik.
3. The war on drug abuse must be a war that is fought on three fronts: the family, the community, and the country.
4. Family problems (here as in the US) are the primary breeding grounds for teenage drug abuse. Therefore the best way to fight drug abuse is in the home. A family that will prevent drug abuse among the children will most like be a family where the values of vulnerability, communication, love, discipline and others.
5. The reality facing South African Christian is that there are many families that are broken in the communities. It is not enough to ensure the safety of our own, but we are called by Jesus to reach out. The communities are suffering from Tik pushers and gangs waiting to prey on the many youths who are disenfranchised. Christian leaders who are slowly developing (transforming) their communities one teenager at a time are in the fight for the long haul, they are kind and not judgmental; but they still hold strong to the truth and to the hope of Christ.
6. Around the world, national remedies for the drug problems are relying too much on enforcement, and not enough on development. The drug business is just that- a business, and the rules of supply and demand apply. The problem with Tik is that it can be manufactured locally, so that trying to limit the supply is a huge problem. Therefore, the South African Government is beginning to try to slow the drug’s demand by supporting innovative rehab and prevention programs that are changing lives. Still, there is much to be done. Like in America, there is great injustice when it comes to schools. Schools in poorer areas lack funding, and teachers are scarce and overworked. We must support education in both the local and national stages.
7. Tik addicts need a long time to rehab as they experience relapse. Relapse is a chemical imbalance that for a short while will intensify cravings after the user has been clean. South African programs have dealt with this well by instituting an aggressive follow up program for addicts who have finished rehab.

There’s a lot more, but I’ll end there for time’s sake.

Lesson #23 An Adoption Story

While Alicia was out sick, I got to go have dinner all by my onesey with Sheryl and Ashley. Ashley told me the story of his adopted brother. When Ashley was a boy, his mother adopted a seven year old AIDS orphan. (Due to my accent problems, I didn’t catch Ashley’s brother’s name. Hence he will be referred to “Ashley’s brother.”) The boy was hard from the start, constantly running away and stealing from the family. A few years after his adoption, Ashley’s brother ran away for good. Twenty years later, one of Ashley’s cousins was approached by a man claiming to be Ashley’s brother. The man slept on the streets of Cape Town’s city center, and was addicted to tik. Ashley went to the streets and found him. He gave his brother some food, but did not identify himself, and his brother did not recognize him. Ashley repeated this daily for a week, and then after giving the man some food; Ashley told him who he was. His brother walked away for a moment, and then came back with tears in his eyes. Brothers were reunited. The man told Ashley that he had been so grateful to Ashley’s mother for opening her home to him and for teaching him about Jesus. The man said he was so sorry. Ashley continued to visit and bring food daily for about a month, visiting his long lost brother, and speaking to him about Jesus. Ashley thinks that his brother did decide to put his trust in Christ. One day his brother did not show up. Ashley asked around, and found out that his brother had been taken to the hospital. Ashley arrived at the hospital to learn that his brother had already died of AIDS.
Ashley looks back at this story with joy and gratitude that he got to see and speak with his brother before he died. It reminds me that even though things seem fruitless and hopeless in the moment, God is big and we never know the effect that our actions (both selfless and selfish) have.

Person #6 Crazy Pastor Cheti

Picture my mentor Cris Crisfield with black skin and hair and an Indian heritage. Then make him crazy. This is Pastor Cheti. He and his wife joy have been in ministry for 25 years together, and really want to move to India to be missionaries once their children are in university. How’s that for retirement?! Pastor Cheti was born in Durban and is a converted Hindu. He and his family have lived by faith for their entire Christian lives, and God is faithful. I got to be with them when they put their deposit down on their first home. After 25 years of faithful service planting churches, serving missionaries, being missionaries and being crazy for Jesus; the door has opened for them to buy a small (72 square meters) house. Pastor Cheti said over and over that this was such a remarkable blessing. Their house is in Pelikan Park, yet another sub-economic area. It recently was a squatter camp that has been developed into low income housing. While we were doing the paper work for the house, a dump truck pulled up. It is a serious problem for poor people in the area that people and businesses use their land as a free place to dump trash. Pastor Cheti ran out to confront the driver of the dump truck. While the manager of the project argued with the driver, Crazy Pastor Cheti jumped into the truck and stole the keys. We ran into the house and called the authorities. It was CRAZY!!

8 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

No time to leave a thoughtful message, but I am reading. No cobras here in Grand Lake, but I was bitten by a chipmunk.

7:19 AM  
Blogger Sarah said...

It's great to read up on what y'all are doing! Keep it up!!!!!

2:45 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

We just wanted to let you guys know that we think you all are great! For lack of a "non-parenty" word...we are so proud of you. You are getting to be all of our eyes, ears, and hearts.

We love you and can't wait to see what the Lord has up his sleeve for you two and this your time and ministry in Africa!

Romans 1:12 -
I'm eager to encourage you in your faith, but I also want to be encouraged by yours. In this way, each of us will be a blessing to the other.

3:03 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Dear Ben and Alicia,

Ijust wanted to share a few things mom and i learned while camping the last two weekends.

1. dont scream at the top of your luns "look at the size of that owl" it tends to make them fly away.
2. running around the forest in your underwear and hiking boots is apperantly a fashion faux-pas (sp?), i think its because of the boots.
3. although having a knife gives one a huge sense of confidence against a bear it serves a better purpose by allowing one to poke holes in the tent floor to let the rain water out.
4. you dont need a radio to be entertained, just listen to the exciting sounds of nature.
5. three days of peanut butter and jelly sandwhiches still taste better than the best dried camp food.
6. its hard to catch your breath at altitude.
7. a picture may be worth a thousand words but being out in nature cant be explianed in a million words.
8. it is better to drive up a one lane mountain road in the pitch black of night rather than during the light of day, otherwise youd be to scared to go farther.
9. it is best to lie down on the floor when removing the t-shirt youve been wearing the last three days, this is due to the toxic fumes emited that WILL cause you to pass out.
10. mom tends the campfire to much.
11. while looking at the campfire that mom has made possible, it gives one time to think what a wonderful thing your children are doing to make the world a better place.
12. you guys make me PROUD (sorry lauren) to be your dad.

we love you and you are in our prayers constantly, dad.

6:29 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

ps

i forgot to mention while sitting in the smoke of the campfire it brings tears to your eyes.
love dad.

6:37 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I'm still listening :) Love you guys! Hope your health improves! Think healthy thoughts - love alex

12:29 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Ben and Alicia,

Your postings are hilarious and I love hearing how much you are learning. The fundraising comments are humbling and they show me how much we do not know how to "live by faith" here in the states. I was checking out your blog and you guys are popular I saw that Nelson Mandela even posted something . . . talk about crazy. Anyway I was wondering also when you guys were coming home? We miss you and want you back at City Pres. Talk to you soon.

Dan Breed
daniel.breed@gmail.com

11:28 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

ben,
dude i friggin cried when i read the adoption story.Death always puts things into perspective and teaches us that every day is precious.I love you and miss you alot.Im so glad to hear all the wonderful things your experiencing over there and i will keep praying for you and alicia.
kyle

11:54 AM  

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