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  • She washed my pants

    Something very humbling happened today. We went over to Maime’s [Me-Me] house to do our laundry. I was totally running on empty when it came to clothes, so today I had to get this done. Richie and I went over there about lunch time and couldn’t come back until after 11-14 club. So when we got over there I started looking around in the garage for my clothes.

    That’s when Maime piped in… “Oh, I moved it inside, I’ve been doing a bit of ironing too.” [Insert deep gulp.] So I go over into the house and she follows me in. She is really polite and nice and it is clear that she has not only washed everything I have but also ironed everything but my socks. I took a quick glance over to my boxers… yep, she ironed them too. [The Irish call your drawers “pants.”] Yeah, so for the first time in my life I will have properly ironed drawers to wear in the morning. Just thought that was worth sharing.

    We had about 20 or so kids at 11-14 club today. It went pretty well. The leadership thing seems to be getting better. Hopefully, it isn’t too little too late as I can sense the pastor who is hosting us isn’t impressed with the YFC leadership team.

    In other news… I made my first major faux paus of the American vs. Irish language. In playing Moose Moose today I was messing around with the motions and suggested that the kids doing sheep should use the motions for riding a sheep. Much to my embarrassment this is highly suggestive of bestiality. Oops! Put that on the most embarrassing moments list.

    Here is a note I got from LisaB today

    so i’ve been checking me email thru my team leaders laptop and the computer at
    the “green hut” (aka the yfc monkstown center) my mom almost made me cry the
    other day when i read an email from her. but it’s going good here. kinda bizee
    but im not sleeping on the floor so that’s good. having lots of fun with the
    kids here. most of them are older than me but they love to hear about michigan
    and my life. it’s also very surprising that 90% of all the kids from ages 11 and
    up here smoke and/or drink. and the ppl sell it to them directly or they get it
    from their friends. so ya. but we’re having lots of fun learning new words, and
    coming together as a team. altho some ppl on my team are.. well… interesting
    and kind of like whoa… what r u doing? type of ppl. so ya. that’s the news
    from monkstown. kinda homesick sumtimes when sumthing reminds me of home. i went
    to a baptist church on sunday but it was really traditional and really long. so
    ya. but i think that’s all for now. i’ll ttyl i miss u all! see you all in about
    um i think it’s 11 days but im not sure. so yaLisa Bee!p.s. i keep flicking ppl
    off on accident trying to say 2. argh. stupid irish lol jk

  • I am not, nor will be the leader

    As I’ve mentioned a few times I’ve been reading Lou Giglio’s book I AM NOT but I know I AM. It seems I have read this at just the right time. That phrase, I AM NOT is extremely powerful in my role on the 5mile team.

    Last night was our first drop in center. [centre for the NI team… they need a spell checker!] We had about 20 or so young teens drop by over the 2 hours. Just to give you a picture of their life… 5mile is a tiny town. No stop lights, 1 stop sign, and two traffic circles. Life for them is equally small. They hang out because their parents don’t know what to do with them all summer.

    Mostly they just go to the park as their is nothing for them otherwise. No camps. No summer leagues. No reading program. [programme for NI folks!] No jobs, no movies, no malls, nothing. Just alcohol, smoking, sex, and paramilitary wannabe’s. [Just think of them as gangs in the States, same deal… they tag everything.] So they hang out in the park all day every day. Actually, you won’t see them until 4-5 PM and they are there all night. Last night a big glob of them slept in the park so they could smoke and drink and do God knows what else in the peace and quiet of the playpark. Then they go home at 4-5 and sleep it off. As we talked to them last night we didn’t just sense a hunger for God… they want to know what it’s like to be a Christian, to have hope is something better, to see outside of tiny 5mile. As we’ve gotten to know some of them they have asked us questions about God and told us a little about them. Not that this is a shock, but it was tough to hear that most of the 13-14 year olds are sexually active and find it odd that we have 19 year olds that are not. These are the students you are praying for. In Monkstown, Kilileah, Ballymena, Ballyclare, Moira… and the others… it is mostly the same. Life without Jesus is, well, pretty stereotypically Irish… no happy endings to their stories.
    Here is a little update from Autumn, enjoy!

    Hey I’m in Northern Ireland and its beautiful. I am really excited about
    my team, they are awesome, and I am in Killyleagh right now, its a small town,
    kinda like romeo, but prettier and more colorful, and full of Irish
    people. My team is doing community clean ups in the morning this week and
    kids club in the morning next week and drops ins at night both weeks. Its
    gonna be really exciting, I’m so pumped, but I have to go, its time for Tea (aka
    dinner for all you crazy americans)
    ~Autumn

    Kristen has mostly convinced me that I need to go visit everyone else next Tuesday. As usual, I think she is right.

    Oh yeah, about the weird title to this post. Last night the 3 leaders [Becca, Richie, and Val] had a good sit down to talk about their inability to lead. It really came to a head and I had a good talk with Richie about it. Please pray that these 3 would step up to their positions. I’ve said over and over again to them that I am here to support them and be the scum of the team. Give me the jobs and I’ll do them… I want to free them to lead. Saying to them over and over again that I AM NOT the leader is all I can do. Like I said, please pray that they would take on their role. They are afraid of it… but our success in these 2 weeks and their future success in 5mile depends on them stepping up. I told Richie last night, if I were Daphne [our host church] this would be a very short lived experiment. They scare me… but I know they can do it. They have to because I AM NOT the leader. I’ll only slide into that role as a last resort and if the YFCNI asks me to. Pray that this won’t happen.

    If you are really keen on your NI news, you’ll know that there was a bombing of a building in Ballymena [Either Dawn or Jon is there] last night. No one was hurt and the damage was minimal. I doubt the SummerServe team will even know about it. When you hear stuff like that just remember that the paramilitary stuff is a lot like gangs in the States.

  • I know this won’t be that fun to read…. but there just isn’t a lot going on today. So here I am, back to write a bit more and check my e-mail. We just finished passing out leaflets about our ministry… we’ve called it NO2.

    Since I’m bored I’ll share the funny part about this. We decided that it would be fun to call our drop in center something that was cold. Someone had put up flyers last week in town that said “What’s colder than ice? Wait and see.” So we figured… what is colder than ice? Nitrose oxide. Duh. Only problem… NO2 [which we printed on all of our leaflets and signs around town] isn’t the chemical equation for that. Bible major. Oops.

    In other news, my team has taken up a strange hobby. [I swear, I didn’t start this!] We’ve been taking pictures of Val’s Jesus action figure all over the place. I’ll have to post some of those pics later. Then, as we handed out stuff today Richie kept Jesus in his back pocket. You never know when you’ll have to pull out Jesus on someone.

    Fun things: My team eats too well for a mission trip. While it is true that food isn’t really spiced well, it is made up for by the abundance of offerings and the fact that they eat 4-5 meals a day. There is breakfast, coffee hour, lunch, more coffee, tea [supper], and a dinner snack.

    More fun things: My talking to livestock seems to be catching on. Next goal, milk a cow.
    Still more fun: The showers we have are at a public park about 1/2 a mile from the church. While the walk isn’t bad, the showers are… um…. missions worthy.

    Last bit of fun: Rev. Daphne [no relation to Daphne from Scooby Doo] is a lot of fun. She has a great sense of humor. Although I thought I had given her a heart attack this morning when I scared her as she came into the building. I thought it was one of the girls… she jumped about 3 feet.

  • from the playpark of Fivemiletown

    Good morning from Fivemiletown, Northern Ireland.

    Sorry I couldn’t update yesterday as the internet cafe` here is closed on Sunday . OK, EVERYTHING is closed on Sunday’s in NI. The only thing I saw open yesterday was the gas [petrol] station and a chinese resteraunt.

    From this point forward my updates will only be about my team and what is going on here in 5mile. I will send an e-mail to all the others and ask them to send updates to me so I can post them here, but I don’t know who has access and I won’t see any of them for 8 days unless there is an emergency.

    First off, let me say that the events in Egypt and London are terrible. It is both a reminder of the very dangerous world we live in now as well as the urgent need for evangelism. Though I don’t know much since I don’t have great access to news, my heart breaks for the families who have lost loved ones as well as the general sense of terror folks must be feeling as they commute this morning.

    This morning I took Richie and Dave with me for my morning devotions. I got them up very early, practically the middle of the night for NI folks. At 6:15 we met in the church kitchen for a quick read of Scripture and then we were off for a walk. Actually, we all chose a word from what we were reading and wrote it on our bodies. Since I am currently stuck in the first part of Luke 3 I wrote “prepare” on my forearm. Why? Well, I wrote it on my arm as a reminder… I’ll see it all day and it will keep me thinking about John the Baptist. It really has hit me hard as I’ve studies Jesus’ story. John entire existence was for that one word… prepare. He was not conceived by a silent father and old mother for greatness… but to merely prepare people for Jesus. His ministry was always secondary to God’s story. In fact, he was once asked “are you the Messiah?” In that moment he had the chance to say… I am a very important person and you should lift me up. Instead he simply said “I am not him.” This hits me hard as I work here in 5Mile. Here’s what I mean.

    Why this ministry works here is not that complex. We crazy Americans are a novelty to the Irish. They think we are worth talking to because we come from where they want to go sometime and we talk like people they see on TV. So if we say “wanna come over tonight and talk to us at our coffee bar?” they’ll think to themselves… “Hey, why not? How often can I talk to someone from America?” In a small town, this is exciting… more exciting than hanging out at the park and smoking on the swings. This simple little thing is all the opportunity we need to start building relationships with the kids and talking to them about Jesus. That word “prepare” is a perfect reminder to me as I serve here…. my job isn’t to do anything else but prepare them to meet Jesus. Coming to know the Savior is a God-sized thing. I may play a role in it, but it is only because God wants to involve me. He doesn’t need me to reveal Himself to these lost kids… He just allows me the priveledge of doing so. I am here to prepare. [I can’t help thinking of seasoning meat when I think of this… maybe I should call myself the tenderizer?]

    So, on our read.walk.think.pray excursion today we ventured off to the edge of town. We hopped a couple of fences into a farmers field and explored the ruins of an old house. We spent about 30 minutes trying to imagine what the building was used for… then when we got back to the main road we laughed at ourselves for not reading the massive sign that read “Calvery Family House.” Yep, same old Adam!

    In other news. The church we are staying at is pretty cool. The Wesley Hall, where we stay, is only 7 years old. It has a large gym and a nice coffe bar o nthe 2nd floor. There are a few classrooms and a really nice kitchen. What is really sad is that the church really only has a small handful of Christian kids. It’s funny because even though the building is 7 years old you can tell that there is no youth ministry. I brand new and dusty pool table. A foosball table that’s never been used. The gym has no scuff marks on the wall from hockey or mysterious stains from youth events. There simply is no youth ministry. What difference does that make? Well, it is seen in the churches on Sunday mornings. The churches aren’t alive. There is fellowship there and I’m sure good things happen. But the parking lot clears instantly. There is little or no Sunday school hour. There are few Bible studies. The church is dying. What does that have to to do with youth ministry? Just ask the kids of 5mile.

    Last night about 9:30 we headed over to the local park. There were about 15 kids there hanging out as the sun went down. Bored… their eyes filled with something I experienced a lot in Germany… boredom leading to depression and loneliness. This is a loneliness only Christ can fill but they try to backfill with alcohol, cigarettes, and relationships. [What they call their fun!] As we talk to them, it is clear that they are looking for something more in their lives. They can’t articulate it, but they just look bound by something and they are looking for the chains to come off. They wan to be free but just don’t know how.

    Our plan is simply to take these bored kids and invite them to our two outreaches each day. At 2-4 PM we have a meeting for 11-15 year olds and play games with them, etc. From 8-10 we have a coffebar at the church. In both instances the gospel is there… not an altercall or anything like that… but as we build relationships we share our story, they tell us theirs, and we try to weave in God’s story.

    Team news I kind of like my team. There aren’t a lot of experienced people here but they have tons of enthusiasm. Right now, we are rocking this tiny village with our noise level. My personal goal is to invest what I can into Richie, Val, and Becca while I am here. They are a part of YFCs internship program called Y1. They are in way, way over their heads… exactly where God likes us to be! So far I’ve been very disappointed with their ability to lead the team. In fact, the team feels like they are leading the leaders right now. They are in a common stage of leadership development where they think being seen as cool will earn them respect. It isn’t working. They are going to learn soon that in order to lead you have to get out front and show us the way. Pushing from behind isn’t a very good way to lead.

    Like I said before, if I hear anything from the rest of our Romeo team, I’ll post it here. If nothing else, I will see them next Tuesday when I get to tour around.

    Thank you for praying for us. Please continue to pray for the many kids we will invite in tonight.

  • Tonight is our last night before we head to our seperate towns. We just finished a birthday dinner for Andrea who turned 17 today. Everyone is still in high spirits and homesickness has been between nothing and almost nothing. (YEah!)

    Training has finally ended. It was way too much information and really, really long. Everyone was sick of sitting in the auditorium and listening. That said, it was good and needed.
    We all met our hosts last night and will be going with them in the morning. (Saturday) Where I am going is quite exciting. It’s a town that is smaller than Armada but has no youth ministry to speak of. 4 local churches have gotten together to host us… which has never happened in the history of the town. The minister I am workign with, Daphne, is very kind for an older lady. 🙂 She has a heart to reach the teens of her city but doesn’t have a clue where to begin. We’re hoping to give them a shot in the arm. She’s asked me to fill in for her next Saturday the 31st… so I’ll make my NI debue in the pulpit!

    At this point, we’ve all melded into our groups and almost lost our Romeo identity. That is actually pretty cool. We’ve all made the hurdles past jet lag and there really isn’t much left to do except go.

    I’m not sure how consistent my e-mail access will be. (OK, so I negotiated with her to give me internet access if I would preach for her! I like to negotiate.) I think I’ll be giving Dawn my blog password so she can make updates.

    Today we learned all kinds of fun things NOT TO SAY or words that don’t translate very well. I learned that a slip is a dumpster, candy floss is coton candy, a fanny pack is…. um a sanitary napkin…. slagging is cuddling or making out… slogging is giving someone a hard time…. the fun just goes on and on. LisaB reminds us that when they say “shoot” [like a gun] it sounds a lot like a 4 letter word!

    MInistry wise… we’ll all be doing different types of ministry. Lisa is doing drop-in centers in Monkstown and most of us will be doing that plus children’s ministry. [Except me… I’m just teenagers]

    I realize this isn’t making a lot of sense. Look for a bit of a video update Sunday morning. We all took little videos while siteseeing that I’ll be sending for broadcast Sunday AM.

  • here in Belfast!

    here in Belfast!

    OK… so the weirdest part of flying to Belfast was meeting up with Jonathon Herron at DTW. Too weird! He was like, “Hey… are you guys from Romeo?” Another small world encounter!

    Here’s my update from Day one of our mission trip.

    I am typing this update from a cool internet cafe` in the heart of Belfast. Belfast is a beautiful city and Jon and I just spent the last few hours walking around, snapping oodles of pictures and soaking up super cool Northern Ireland.

    It has been an incredibly busy day so far. It is now 3:30 PM in Belfast and we have dinner at 5:30 and meetings after that. The goal all day has been to keep us busy enough to not fall asleep until 7ish. This should help fight jet lag.

    Our flight here and the bus ride went very smooth. It was cool since everyone was spread out on the plane… it gave us all a chance to work the “LIFE” system. That is, making small tlak with people by finding out their LIKES, INTERESTS, FAMILY, and EDUCATION. I met a really nice couple from Dublin on the plane.

    How is everyone doing?

    Let’s see… the funny thing is that since we’re the “big group” here… we’re and easy target for ribbing. We’ve been labeled “the old group” since most of our team is past high school.

    Jon…. He’s doing good so far. He’s not really come out and shown a lot of interest in anything outside of our group yet. But we havent needed him to do that either. He and I ran around shopping today and that was a blast.
    Andrea… As to be expected, she is the social butterfly. Actually, on the bus ride up from Dublin she didn’t even ride in our bus. It was the 7 of us together and her all alone… happily making friends. I think she’s learned all 67 names already!
    Beth… Doing great, making a lot of friends. She seems to be taking the challenge to “leave life on hold” while we are here. I know she is eager to see what God will do with this trip.
    Dawn… Dawn is tired so far. While she is doing a great job I can see that she is tired. With a little sleep I am certain she will be ready to roll. As always… Dawn is awesome. One cool thing that happened was that her brother Dan called me while we were at JFK in New York. She got to hear his really nice voice mail… and he isn’t in trouble!
    LisaB… What can I say? This girl is the best. She has handled everything flawlessly so far. She and I could look at each other on the plane but were too far apart to talk… we made a lot of hand signals and that was fun.
    Autumn… Yeah, so Autumn doesn’t travel so well as she get’s car/bus/air sick. She’s chummed a couple of tiems so far. Please pray for her! She is healthy and in good spirits… but vomitting in front of new people doesn’t make for quick friends!
    Katie… Another social butterfly. Katie is going to have an awesome trip.
    As for me… I too am tired but doing well. I had my first cup of “proper tea” today at a place across from the Methodist College we are staying at…. very good. (But the coffee I am sipping right now is much better!) Some initial observations about NI. I love the weather and the vibe of Belfast. While Dublin looked a lot like Michigan geographically, up in NI… it is gorgeous! The weather patterns are incredible as the weather literally changes every 5-10 minutes. Rain, overcast, sunny, on and on. I had fun exchanging money for about 12 people. All told, we exchanged $1680 for £938. Man, the UK is stinking expensive!

    The whole Summerserve team is going to be great. It’s one of those things you can just tell. Praise God for smooth travel and awesome teams. I am eager to report more as we get into ministry training Thu-Fri. Wednesday we are going on a bus tour of the north. I plan on takng hundreds of picture. I’ll post some as soon as I can. Another thing… why on earth is the keyboard different here than at home? What’s up with that?

    Another funny thing. Our team has been labeled the “old team” since we have a few people in their 20 somethings and me… a geezer at 29. At JFK people anxiously looked for their team members and one girl when she found out I was the only guy in her group… looked at her friend with a frown and said “the only guy in my group is old and married… that stinks!” Too funny!

    If you’ve got questions for me or the team… shoot… I’ll be happy to answer specific Q’s!

  • dads and daughters

    Since I will be gone until August 8th, I thought it would be good to leave a post worth commenting on.

    This is from one of my student’s blogs…

    A free verse poem dedicated to my dad
    -There are some things a dad will never understand about his teenage daughter. *For one, the way she stuggles once a month to not eat everything in sight while trying to stay in sight of bathrooms and have fun all at the same time.
    -Or how when her crush walks into the room and flashes his heart melting smile at her and she feels like a chocolate bar in someones pocket. *How her crush embraces her and she feels safe from everything.
    -Her dad will never understand what it’s like to try to find clothes that fit, look flattering and are stylish on a budget. *There is something about teenage girls that baffles a dad’s mind.
    -He can never understand what it’s like to be her in her own generation. *The more he tries to say he understands, the more stupid and naive he sounds.
    -She can even TRY to explain to him what she wants, what she’s feeling, but everyone else just watches it blow over his balding head. *There are some things a dad will never understand about his teenage daughter.

    So, got any thoughts? Observations? True? Untrue?

  • PACKING go braugh


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    All the emotions running high
    We just got from our latest Target trek for stuff I probably don’t really need but can’t leave without. In less than 48 hours my mission team will be on our way to Belfast, Northern Ireland.

    I don’t know if I’m nervous. I am anxious about leaving my family for 21 days! Kristen and I have been apart for a couple of weeks before and it wasn’t a big deal… But that was before Megan and Paul were around. The guilt of not being here is weighing heavy on me.

    I know all the stuff about faith and God’s plan, but the reality of leaving my family here is hard. I will miss them big time.

    Packing, packing, packing
    As I’ve assembled my things bit by bit I am starting to see it all come together. One monster bag with my clothes and all my gear. My backpack with essential trip snacks, paperwork, and “just in case” stuff if my big bag gets lost. And a good pillow.

    To me, I just can’t sleep without a nice pillow. I can sleep on the floor or on a lumpy mattress, but not without 2 pillows. One for my head and one for my armpit. (Stomach and side sleeper)

    tomorrow we have our commissioning during the service and then later we’re asking families to come back and hear about our trip details and pray with us. I expect this to be a very emotional time… At least for me. Then we will all try to sleep and meet back at the church to leave at 7:00 AM.

    From that point on, I will need to be strong for everyone else. But between now and then, I’m full of mixed emotions!

  • rock boobs: they think I’m an idiot sometimes

    Flashback to this afternoon
    Today I had the “hard ministry task” of taking 10 of my favorite people to the beach in Port Huron, Michigan to enjoy a day of playing in the waves and enjoying their friendship. All in all, it was a great day. This is what I refer to as “suffering for Jesus.”

    A great story
    I don’t know what it is, but being in the wave filled waters of a Great Lake made my high school girls become very aware of their boobs. (At least if they are infatuated at other times I’m clueless about it!) The beach we went to had a lot of sand, but there were also lots of rocks like those in the picture above. Off and on as we fought the strong current and tossed the football one of my students would say to a friend… Something about their boobs. I don’t know what the fascination was… As I guy I don’t get it! They never talked to me or the other guys about it, but I could pick up that this was a constant conversation piece. (More so than previous years when all they could talk about is that I didn’t freak out about their “risque tankinis” that previous youth workers wouldn’t let them wear.) They freaked out that their tops didn’t fit right, that the waves pulled their tops lose… I don’t know… But I could tell they were all talking about boobs all morning.

    So a few hours pass. We have lunch and then we all jump back into the waves. I start playing a rough game of football with a couple of the guys and the girls peal off to go do girl stuff. Pretty typical. Just like any other age group… At the end of the day boys play with boys and girls play with girls.

    Here’s my disclaimer for the next story: I’m a leader, and I feel responsible for other people’s kids when I go places with them. So I’ve always got my eye on them and try to keep up with what they are doing… So while I play catch/dunk a student… I’m keeping an eye on the girls.

    Rocky boobs
    Pretty soon I look over [maybe 20 yards] and see that two of my leadership team girls have stuffed large rocks into their swimsuits to.. I guess… er, simulate “what they want.” To me, the whole incident was pretty funny in a non-sexual kind of way. It was cute in the same way that it’s cute when you find out your 7th graders still play with Barbie’s even though they are completely “too mature” to admit to it. The innocent nature of this little thing they were doing is what made it so funny. I was just lost in the simplicity of knowing that my most mature leadership ladies… Are just kids.

    So for the next 20 minutes or so, as I did my glancing over there to make sure they were OK, I could see these girls scouring the floor of Lake Huron for perfect rock boobs. I don’t think (Oh man I hope!) that they had a clue that I knew what they were up to… And I don’t ever plan on telling them.

    But at least I had something funny to tell Kristen when I got home. Those girls would just die if they knew that I knew what they were up to! There are so many times of “precious moments” that I stuff into my memory bank… it all goes to prove once and for all that teenage girls are nuts.

  • building project nearing start

    Last night, well after midnight, the Washington Township planning commission gave us the nod to move forward with our building program. The meeting started at 7:30 PM and went until about 2:00 AM. Maybe that is the news!

    It’s been about 31 years since the church put a spade in the ground for major construction. This project will be a massive facade change and a reworking of current office space. To label this “much needed” is an understatement. We need this bad!

    PC News

    I submitted a proposal that should land me a new laptop. My desktop got approved by the right committee… We speced it out and I told them I’d pay the difference to get what I really needed instead. Fortunately, Dell’s got nice specials on laptops and no deals on desktops. :0