Last week I spent the week working in Quito, Ecuador with a
team from Clear Lake UMC and First UMC Pasadena. We partnered with an amazing
organization called SIFAT (Servants in Faith and Technology). Instead of naming
it a traditional mission trip, we were intentional to call it a Learn and Serve
Trip, since that is exactly what we were doing. Our goal there was two fold: to
learn as much as we could about the people of Ecuador, how SIFAT works in
Ecuador and their specific culture and context of ministry, as well as to serve
in any capacity we could to further along their ministry. For us, that meant
working on the construction of additional space at the Nazarene Church in
Calderón (one particular area of Quito) so that they could receive additional
children in their after/before school programming hosted through Compassion
International. It also meant doing a week long VBS with the kids, which meant a
lot of jump rope and soccer and laughter.
Each day we journeyed to the church in Calderón to spend
the day working on either construction or VBS. Both groups got a chance to
experience a little bit of both, as construction workers took a break to jump
rope with the kids and our VBS workers stopped to help with what we termed the
bucket brigade- forming a chain of passing buckets of cement (which had been
mixed by hand) to fill posts. We worked side by side with local Ecuadorians and
I am certain that the relationships built and the stories shared between us
will leave a much longer impact on all involved than any progress we made on
the building itself. Each night we
headed back to the hotel where we stayed for dinner and evening devotionals. I
would like to share below some reflections from my evening devotional on
Thursday night…
Ever since I went to Brazil for the first time, one of the
ways that I help keep up my Portuguese is by watching novelas. I know Latin
American novelas are largely caricaturized in the States, but the truth is,
some of them (especially Brazilian) are very good and have deeply woven plots
that to a certain (sometimes greater and sometimes lesser) extent actually
demonstrate some of the key cultural issues present in society. One of the
things that I have reflected on over the years of watching them is that (like
with any movie or book) what keeps the story going is that each individual
character does not see or understand the whole story. They can only see their
role, their situation, their scenes- just like we understand our own stories in
real life. While I, the viewer, see every scene and know who is being truthful
and who is being dishonest, who is really in love with the girl even though he
won’t tell her, etc. etc., the characters themselves are destined to only
understand the story from the perspective of what is right in front of them. And yet I know as frustrated
as I get, like any good fairy tale ending, by the last week of the novela, I
know everything will work itself out. The villains are served justice, people
come around and offer forgiveness and everyone seems to find true love.
Granted, I know this is not
real life, but it does help to know that throughout the frustrations of the
entire show, I can say with confidence- “don’t worry, the story isn’t over yet”
or in the words of John Lennon, “Everything
will be okay in the end. If it's not okay, it's not the end.”
As I think about what this looks like in our own lives, I
realize how shortsighted I can be at times. I
too, like the characters on screen, can only see what is right in front of me. All
too often I get caught up in the here and now of my story and forget
that I can't see all the scenes. I can’t see all the ways God is working,
moving and weaving together beautiful storylines for our lives, all the ways
God is preparing both myself and other people for future scenes that will not take
place for a very long time. This week I heard story after story of SIFAT’s 15
years in Ecuador- stories of success and setback, stories of loss and stories
of hope, stories that made me ask myself, “how many times would I have given up
by now if that were me?” And yet, their story isn’t over yet. God is still
present and moving in powerful ways. And so they continue to get up and keep
working towards the dream that they know God has for their community- to be a
place of wholeness and joy, a place of abundance and well-being for children.
Because they understand that God is still working, even through heartache and devastation. They understand that the story isn’t over
yet.
We may feel at times that failure, loss, or even death get
the last word. But the final word belongs to God alone. And God isn’t through with us yet. That's the
beauty of believing in the Christian story. Even in the darkest hour of
crucifixion and death, God was still at work even though they didn’t know it
yet. And so we continue to live and work in this tension between the already
and not yet- searching for little glimpses of the kingdom to sustain us along
the way, and continuing to live everyday with the brokenness of the world we
live in. May we always trust in the slow work of a God who never tires of
working in our lives, a God who sees the whole picture, a God whose love and
desires for the world go far deeper and wider than anything we could ever
imagine, a God who will not rest until love gets the final word…
Above
all, trust in the slow work of God.
We
are quite naturally impatient in everything
to
reach the end without delay.
We
should like to skip the intermediate stages.
We
are impatient of being on the way to something
unknown,
something new.
And
yet it is the law of all progress
that
it is made by passing through
some
stages of instability—
and
that it may take a very long time.
And
so I think it is with you;
your
ideas mature gradually—let them grow,
let
them shape themselves, without undue haste.
Don’t
try to force them on,
as
though you could be today what time
(that
is to say, grace and circumstances
acting
on your own good will)
will
make of you tomorrow.
Only
God could say what this new spirit
gradually
forming within you will be.
Give
Our Lord the benefit of believing
that
his hand is leading you,
and
accept the anxiety of feeling yourself
in
suspense and incomplete.
- Pierre Teilhard de Chardin
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