Archive for 2007

What’s a gringo, anyway?

Wednesday, October 17th, 2007

I figured I’d better address this one, since that term my show up in my blog from time to time.  I imagine that most people are familiar with the term, though some may not be.  ‘Gringo’ is a term used in Mexican Spanish to refer to a white North American.

The origin of the term is the subject of much debate.  If you’re interested, check out the Wikipedia entry on it.  Where we are, the most common (though probably incorrect) explanation we get from Mexicans of the origin of the word is that it came out of the Mexican-American War.  The story goes that the American soldiers were wearing green uniforms.  The Mexicans would overhear the American commanders yelling, “Green, go!  Green, go!”, hence the term ‘gringo’.

In Oaxaca, only a few people call us gringos.  Many people are afraid that we think the term is offensive (and apparently some Americans are offended by it, though I’m not sure why), so we often get a chuckle or a surprised response when we use ‘gringos’ to refer to ourselves.

The term most commonly used to refer to white people around here is ‘güero’, (which is pronounced more or less WHERE-oh).

Our application of the Parable of the Soils

Saturday, October 13th, 2007

Our church planting team made a change to our evangelistic strategy this year that was largely influenced by the Parable of the Soils in Mark 4.  Neil Cole of the Leadership Network shares some great insight on this parable in his fantastic book Organic Church, to which I’m going to have to devote at least an entire post at some point in order to do it justice.  Here is Jesus’ explanation of the Parable of the Soils in Mark 4:14-20:

14 The farmer sows the word. 15 Some people are like seed along the path, where the word is sown. As soon as they hear it, Satan comes and takes away the word that was sown in them. 16 Others, like seed sown on rocky places, hear the word and at once receive it with joy. 17 But since they have no root, they last only a short time. When trouble or persecution comes because of the word, they quickly fall away. 18 Still others, like seed sown among thorns, hear the word; 19 but the worries of this life, the deceitfulness of wealth and the desires for other things come in and choke the word, making it unfruitful. 20 Others, like seed sown on good soil, hear the word, accept it, and produce a crop-thirty, sixty or even a hundred times what was sown.”

The Holy Bible : New International Version. electronic ed. Grand Rapids : Zondervan, 1996, c1984, S. Mk 4:14-20

Our team looked at this parable and started talking about the fact that the people we meet fall into all the different soil categories.  I don’t think Jesus’ purpose in this parable was to reduce the work of evangelism to a mathematical formula, but if we go ahead and draw some rough percentages from His explanation, we can reasonably assume that as many as three quarters or more of the people with whom we develop relationships will not turn out to be good, fruit-bearing soil.  That’s important to consider when you’re a team of six people with limited time in a town of 20,000 people.  We need to find a way to invest as much time as possible into people who are the kind of soil that is going to bear fruit.

In past years, we tended to get ourselves very committed early on to a small number of people we were befriending and sharing the gospel with.  Upon entering a new village, the first few people who were willing to talk to us became the people we spent almost all our time with, hoping to earn their trust and see a spiritual breakthrough in their lives.  The problem with this is that we picked friends with very little consideration as to whether they might be good soil.

It’s interesting to note that, in the Parable of the Soils, only one of the four kinds of soil failed to produce any kind of plant.  In the other three soils, a plant sprung up from the seed that was sown.  In the short run, plants in any of those three soils might have looked like they would bear fruit.  Only over time did troubles, persecution, worries, and the desires of the world keep these plants from fulfilling their purpose.  Very generally speaking, we can assume that as many as two-thirds of the people who initially receive the Word sown inside of them ultimately won’t bear fruit.  These could be people who give every appearance of being good plants – they might be baptized, they might get involved with the church, they might have a lot of the right beliefs, but in the end they won’t bear fruit.

That’s a sobering thought for a church planting team.  We decided we want to invest as much of our time as possible in sowing seeds and cultivating plants in good soil.  If we were to immediately hone in on the first several people we meet, our chances of doing this successfully would be pretty slim.  We determined that we needed to begin this year by meeting as many new friends as possible.  We will be faithful in sowing gospel seeds everywhere we go, and then see which soils begin to grow plants.  As it becomes evident that certain people have not at this time received the Word we have scattered, we will stop investing much energy in those relationships.  Then we will watch the people who are sprouting up young seedlings to see which of those plants survive and begin to bear fruit.  Over time, through this process of starting broad and then narrowing our relational focus, we hope to see each member of our team end up with a core group of several disciples who represent mostly good soil.  These are the people to whom we will give most of our time and energy.

The result so far?  Well, we began employing this strategy about 5 weeks ago.  In that time, I think I can safely estimate that our team has met and begun cultivating relationships with over 120 or so new people.  These are neighbors, people in the park, store owners, soccer teammates, aerobics classmates, English class students, teachers, government authorities, and more.  We have shared Christ in some way or had some sort of spiritual conversation with almost all these people.  We have already begun to study the Bible with about five individuals or families.  This represents a marked improvement over our old strategy of focusing on a couple of friends and hoping to see them become interested in spiritual matters.

Time will tell how effective this strategy truly ends up being, but the early signs are encouraging.

sMOOth operator

Thursday, October 11th, 2007

Every month at our mission base, we have a big birthday party to celebrate all the people who have birthdays that month.  The parties are wild affairs, usually involving costumes and crazy games and contests.  In the spirit of good fun, I usually put some work into my costume for each month’s party.  This surprises some people.  Apparently, I come across as the serious type, supposedly not given to much silliness.

So for our September birthday party we had a hoedown–the type of thing that often happens in a barn, if I’m not mistaken.  I, therefore, dressed up as a cow.  Not just any cow, but a cool cow.  Here are some pictures:

sMOOth operator

     Today’s marketing is all about choice…

We were broken up into teams for this party, and one of the contests we had was to put together some sort of a skit themed according to our team’s costumes.  On my team we had a couple of guys who are pretty good rappers, so we did a rap about a backwoods Arkansas cow that moved to L.A. and turned into a gangsta in the ‘hood.  The best part was that the cow became a Christian, too, so it started doing cool stuff like giving its milk away.  It was good stuff; we had a fun time with it.  Bet you’ve never seen a cow do the ‘worm’ before!

(Bonus: Two points for anyone who can leave a comment correctly explaining what’s wrong with my costume.)

I Delivered Our Baby

Monday, October 8th, 2007

Newborn Jenna

No, I am not a doctor, and no, it was not an emergency.  (And yes, maybe we’re a little bit crazy – they say that to move to another country as a missionary you have to be a bit loco to begin with!)  Jenna Kristin Leake was born in our home here in Mexico on June 29, 2007, weighing in at a healthy 8 pounds, 14 ounces.

Our first daughter, Lauryn, was born in Colorado (top-notch doctors, great hospital with new, state-of-the-art maternity ward, the whole bit), and Molly was born in the capital city of our state here (clean, comfortable hospital and a doctor who spoke perfect English since she was trained in the U.S.).  This time, we decided to have the baby in our smaller market town, since sitting around in the capital city for two weeks waiting for a baby to be born is a pain.  That left us with a few options to consider for the birth:

• Have the baby at the local government hospital.  The hospital is clean and provides good care, but the difficulty is they don’t let husbands be with their wives during the delivery.  They’re also quick to do C-sections – the kind of thing most women would like to avoid if at all possible.
• Have the baby at home with a local midwife.  The midwives here are certainly experienced, and in many cases they only charge about US$5 and a 2.5-liter bottle of Coke, but many of them also employ witchcraft or other shady spiritual practices.
• Pay for a private doctor to come to our house and deliver the baby.  But why pay all that money for someone to come here, drug Erin up (something she was quite opposed to), and then play catch?  Anyone can do that…right?  (I know, I’m sure I’m riling some mothers with that statement – so leave a comment and explain to us why “there’s a whole lot more to it than that”!  Mom, this means you.)
• Have me deliver the baby at home.  I think this idea originally came up because of some wisecrack I made, but Erin was the one who actually first threw it out there for serious consideration.  (Believe me, we would not have done it if it were my idea that I had to sell her on!)  We prayed about it and discussed it for a few weeks and felt a lot of peace about doing it this way.  I don’t think we ever would have tried to deliver Jenna at home if Erin hadn’t already had two smooth births without complications, though.

The decision made, I studied up for the big day by reading a book, asking a few questions of people who have experience with childbirth, and drinking of that vast fountain of knowledge known as the Internet.  I did my homework, and we were confident with our decision, so when Erin finally went into labor, I really wasn’t that nervous.  And we had the cell phone number of a local doctor who was willing to come to the house, just in case.

Quick, boil some water!

Erin went into labor early on Friday morning, June 29.  After about 9 hours of contractions, with me encouraging and coaching her (although, can you really coach a woman through that sort of thing?), Jenna entered the world following just a short while of pushing.  Everything went great – no complications, she had all her fingers and toes, and I didn’t drop her.  I was a little nervous for a few minutes after she came out – she was pretty blue since she was born at high altitude.  After a few minutes, though, we got her airways cleared out and she started crying more, which made her turn a more normal color.  Yes, I cut the cord, and yes, we used sterile scissors and a sterile tie.  Apart from that, there really wasn’t too much to it except cleanup.

It was a really special event – one that our family will treasure.  Erin’s mom got to be in the room for the whole thing, as did a girl from my in-laws’ church who was here on a mission trip and is training to be a doula.  I think it was the first live birth she had been at.

When we called my mom shortly afterwards to tell her the good news, she had two things to say:  1) “Is she okay?”, and then, once I answered in the affirmative, 2) “Christopher, don’t you ever do that again!”  I heard that some of the single guys down in the dining hall at our missions base, though, were talking about how they thought it would be pretty awesome to deliver their own babies someday.

Why I Am Entering the Blogosphere

Monday, October 8th, 2007

Me

This blog represents the culmination of several desires.  For a long time, I have wanted to keep some sort of ongoing written record of my life, but I haven’t found a good way to do it.  I have tried journaling in the past (and am convinced that for some it is a great spiritual discipline), but it has never really worked for me.  Somehow my deepest thoughts, struggles, joys, and prayers never seemed to flow out of my pen very well.

Recently, I have had a renewed desire to journal, though with a little different focus.  As of September, I have begun overseeing our church planting team here at GFM in Oaxaca.  Since this is such a new experience for all of us on the team (none of us has ever planted a church before), I wanted to have some kind of a record of the journey.  I know that we will learn much along the way, often through trial and error.  I thought it would be valuable for me to keep track of these lessons in order to be able to look back and reflect on them later.  If making this journal available on the internet allows it to be something another person could someday find interesting or valuable, then all the better.

I have also, for some time, wanted to find a way to better keep in touch and share our lives with our friends and family.  I think our typical missionary letters and updates leave something to be desired when it comes to giving people a “behind the scenes” look at life and ministry.  My hope is that this blog will give those who read it greater access to our thoughts, decisions, and lessons learned, as well as providing photos and other interesting and fun tidbits.

Finally, over the past several years, I have developed a growing interest in the internet and website development.  I don’t know a lot, and I am not yet very good at it, but I do have an interest.  So I see this blog as something of a hobby, too.