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25
Jul
06

Honduras II

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Six weeks ago, two young men were caught in a web of deceit and spiritual treachery. Their lives were being pulled into a morass of degredation and the sin was eating them alive. The secrets were killing them and the shame in it all was more than they could bear. As it was the mercy of God that exposed them, and as full confession poured forth, each discovered His grace, forgiveness and reconciliation in strong measure and their resulting thankfulness has spilled out in one long strand of miracles (read the “Mad No More” posts).

One such miracle is that these young men just spent ten days in Honduras sharing Christ with natives and being Jesus to the lost and undone in this remarkable little country. My son, Graham, and his friend Jacob were among a group of thirty courageous individuals who went into the deeper recesses of Honduras and offered medical, dental and spiritual aid for an unreached people group, the Toulapan. These are a people so primitive their language is far from developed and unknown even to their neighbors.

The niece of the tribe’s chief came to know Christ (through a miracle) and she became the ad hoc evangelist of her tribe through interpretation! When I think of this, I remember another woman of the Bible who became her people’s evangelist: the woman by the well in John 4. In the last Honduran mission, eight Toulapani received Christ as Savior, making the ground very fertile for a harvest. Indeed it was, as over thirty Toulapani were added to their number last week! Over all, 145 Hondurans opened their hearts to Jesus on this trip and the medical teams ministered to upwards of 800 in the clinics.

Another miracle is that the Lord used Jacob to lead 25-30 people to the Son of God. Last month, he was a stone wall and wanted nothing to do with God and was drowning in a whorl of spiritual darkness. The Deliverer set him free and indefeasibly set his feet in a foreign land scant weeks later, where he was aggressively offering the good news of redemption to all comers.

The Lord used Graham in powerful servant ways. He was often by the side of the team’s leadership, offering himself to do whatever they asked of him, no matter how dismal or difficult. One day, he witnessed a 93-year old woman being treated for a horrendous skin ulcer. The entire lower leg was necrotic, and she told the medical staff that the skin had been dying for 57 years! After addressing the leg, the team focused on her heart and this woman received the Life of God in His Son, Jesus Christ! It is completely unheard of for a woman of her age, steeped in man’s religion, to come to the Lord, but there it was!

Her home is no larger than our living room, and even though she has had to beg for everything in her life, there was a happiness in her that defied all logic. This woman really touched Graham’s heart.

There are other stories to tell, even one about a young lady who became so smitten by my son, she told him she loved him and sobbed like all get out when he had to leave. He, not yet seventeen, told ‘Yenni’, a 23-year old that he might come back with another team in January. She said, “no, not might, but WILL!” I think we’ll start looking for another field for Graham…

Our son’s heart is taken by Honduras. He would live there tomorrow if God called him and he looks forward to going back again and again for no other reason than to see God finish His perfect work in his life and because he loves Elmer, Eddie, Meily, Christy and all the glorious souls he has met there and those he has yet to encounter. The night he came back into his home country, he told me that just a few weeks ago, Jacob would bring up his (first) trip to Honduras (in June) and Graham would scoff and say, “I’m not gonna do anything to raise money for it. When the money doesn’t come in, I won’t have to go!”

“Dad, I was so stupid!” he confessed. “Look what I would have missed out on if I got my way!”

What a difference, and Christ has done it all. To Him alone belongs all the praise and the reward of His suffering. Continue reading ‘Honduras II’

25
Jul
06

Bliss and Blessing

It was beyond surreal.

I watched as my Dad embraced another woman and placed a lingering kiss on her lips. What’s worse is I told him to do it. Of course, this romantic exchange occurred at the close of that breathtaking duo of words, “I do,” and the accompanying pronouncement of marriage bliss! What son, I ask you, has the distinctly grand blessing of marrying his father? I’m sure it isn’t a Guinness-like anomaly or the stuff of legends, but it did happen to me this weekend.

Dad was married to my Mom for nearly fifty years before the Lord’s angels escorted her precious soul Home almost three years ago. Anything I have learned (hopefully) about what it is to truly love a woman, I witnessed in my father during their prolonged affair. When my sisters and I left the nest, I think their real romance, as good as it may have been, really roared into flame! They were not empty-nesters; they didn’t sit around, whiling and whittling the time away and listening to the clock tick. Hardly. Travels, shared interests, forged friendships and connection to ministries together abounded and they were planning more romance and roses when the Lord held our Mom’s hand and helped her cross over to the eternal side of the Jordan in October of ‘03.

Not long ago, Dad called me and told me about a woman he had met while doing some volunteer work at his church. A few weeks later, we met for lunch and he told me that they were dating. Barely a moon phase went by and I was hearing that he loved her and190873904_127593ab28_m.jpg they were shopping for a ring. A scant rotation of the earth later, and came the coup de grace: they had set a date for their wedding and they both wanted ME to do the ceremony! I was thrilled to oblige.

To see my Dad, the most gentle soul I know, a very young seventy-six years old, standing at the altar while giving his heart to his new heart’s flame was a sight to behold. I couldn’t get through the brief service without bawling like a baby for the joy of seeing this next chapter of his life unfurl. “I will always love your Mother,” he told me unsolicitedly days ago, “but God has blessed me with new love for another.”

The “reception,” following what amounted to an elopement for this cute pair, was at a Chick-Fil-A just down the road from the church. There was no post-ceremony anxiety; we talked easily about life and marriage and Sandy and I had much to learn from this couple who had logged nearly 95 years of great marriage between them! How they chuckled as they told of going to get their wedding license and were told they could get a discount if they agreed to marital counseling!

Yeah, right…

Welcome to the family, Myra. Way to go, Dad! May the two of you enjoy a long and healthy life together and be blessed to live in the prosperity of the One who gives marriage to us as a foretaste of the eternal glories He has prepared for us. But, like I told you, if you have any spats, don’t even think of coming home! We’ve already decided to turn your room into a study.

(Next Post: Graham’s Return from Honduras….Good stuff!)




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