Category: Foreign Missions (Page 1 of 9)

Answering the Call

Missions Month at GCR has become just about my favorite time of the year because we get to hang out with some of the very best people I know. Brad and Melissa Hooley, our Nexus church-planting partners from the Mountain View Christian Church in Kalispell, Montana, spent the weekend with us and we had an absolute blast getting caught up on everything the Lord is doing up there. We grilled fajitas for ten Saturday night and ate and laughed and prayed together around our dining room table. Brad and Melissa led our communion time Sunday and then we celebrated GCR CrocktoberFest with a Crockpot potluck feast after church. While the little kids played loudly, Jason Kumalo told us all the great salvation things God is doing in and through our Namwianga Missions partners in Zambia. Brad and Melissa joined us in the DP room Sunday afternoon to watch the Texans yellow flag themselves into a loss to the Cowboys. Then we hoofed it back to church for a pizza party with the GCR group that visited Kalispell three summers ago when Mountain View Christian first launched. We capped the night with a rousing game of “99” back at Stanglin Manor in which I was the first one eliminated and Brad ran the table to win. Mostly graciously.

I’m not even sure it’s possible. But if it is, I almost had too much sopapilla cheesecake.

God bless the Hooleys–all six of them!–and our brothers and sisters at Mountain View Christian.

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To help us better understand our God’s will to save the whole world and our role in his salvation plans, we are spending four Sundays in Jonah–one chapter of the story per Sunday. One of the takeaways from yesterday’s lesson is that God’s call is very clear. Always. He tells Jonah to go and preach to Nineveh. Very direct and to the point. There’s no misinterpreting or misunderstanding God’s call on Jonah. It’s really very simple. Go and preach to Nineveh.

Nineveh is the capital city of the Assyrian Empire. The Assyrians are Israel’s national enemies.

Jonah doesn’t misunderstand God’s call. God’s call is crystal clear. Jonah just disagrees with God’s way of dealing with the bad situation in Nineveh. I can almost hear Jonah:

Nineveh? Seriously? Those people are terrible! You don’t preach to people like that; you wipe ’em out! You destroy them! Those people are despicable! They have no regard for human rights! They treat women horribly! They’re always starting wars! They kill people at the drop of a hat! They don’t believe in our God! They don’t share our values! They’re all crazy! Come on, God, you’ve seen the news! Those people are insane! They’ve always been that way and they will be that way forever! They’re trying to take over the world and force their philosophy on everybody! They’d love to see us all dead! Have you read the things they write? Have you seen their videos? The best thing that could happen to them is you blowing them to Kingdom come! We should turn that whole part of the world into a giant sand trap!

I’ve been reading Jonah’s forwarded emails.

God wants all the people of Nineveh saved. He wants them to repent and come into a saving relationship with him. And God wants to use Jonah to make it happen. But Jonah doesn’t want to participate in the salvation of this particular people. So Jonah runs. I think he knows he can’t run away from God, but maybe he can get lost in another culture, another place, where he can ignore God. Jonah can maybe immerse himself in other things. He can become overly occupied with his possessions, his job, his hobbies, sports, a house, maybe a wife and kids.

The country we live in would tell us we have “enemies” in Iran. You may know that Iran is one of the two or three places in the world right now where Christianity is growing the fastest. Our government would tell us we have “enemies” in Russia and China. And our God loves them and he wants them to be saved. We know that. But sometimes our language and our prayers and our forwarded emails and posts don’t reflect that.

How quickly we forget that while we were God’s enemies, Christ died for us.

We have “enemies” right here in Midland. You have “enemies” in your town, too. Enemies of our property values. Enemies of our employment figures and tax rates. Enemies of our political positions and comfort zones. And our God’s unmistakable call is to take to them the Good News of salvation in Christ Jesus.

It’s clear.

We believe our Lord meant it when he said love your enemies and pray for those who persecute you. We believe in the Great Commission. We understand Christ calls us to be his witnesses in Jerusalem, Judea and Samaria, and all over the whole world, to the very ends of the earth. We believe witnessing like that, showing God’s love and mercy to our enemies, imitates our Lord.

Our Savior crosses all the barriers that separate people–social, cultural, racial, political, geographical, economic–he smashes through all that to save violent outcasts, those possessed by demons, warring Zealots, traitorous tax collectors, Roman centurions, and thieves on crosses. He broke through all those barriers to save you. And me.

And our God unmistakably calls us to reach out to others the same way.

Peace,
Allan

Summer Break

Just a note in between long summer trips to let you know that I’m still here.

Back in the day I used to post something here every single day, even when I was on a mission trip or on vacation. I don’t do that anymore. I returned late Thursday from a wildly successful GCR mission trip to Campo Grande, Brazil and Carrie-Anne and I are leaving this morning for a ten day vacation to Hawaii. The timing of our summer travel is less than ideal–I got home with just enough time to do all my laundry, re-pack, preach a sermon, and hook it to Flower Mound. We spent the night last night with our youngest daughter, Carley, and she’s taking us to DFW this morning. I probably won’t post here again until July 5.

For a brief re-cap of our trip to SerCris, you could watch the first five minutes of yesterday’s sermon at GCR. You can find it here. The video clip of those students lifting Ryan Gernentz into the air is well worth the trouble of a couple of clicks. And, yes, watching Brazil play their first World Cup match at a watch party with 40 Brazilians in Brazil was a once-in-a-lifetime treat. Crazy!

I will return to my normal writing/posting schedule when I return.

Peace,
Allan

 

Brazil Bound

You are looking at the ten-day forecast for Campo Grande, Brazil, the home of SerCris Training School, which our GCR Church of Christ established almost 50 years ago and has supported in a variety of ways ever since. I and twelve of my brothers and sisters from GCR are flying to Campo Grande tomorrow for an eight-day mission trip to build tighter relationships and offer as much encouragement to the SerCris students and staff as we can. Among the many things we are planning to do together–worship, sight-seeing, World Cup parties, devotionals, painting classrooms, Texas Night–is a massive sidewalk removal and replacement project on the school campus. This is the centerpiece project of our trip, tearing out and replacing more than 1,800 square feet of concrete and stone pavers.

I have never once in my life ever prayed against rain and I’m not about to start now; that’s the kind of thing that’ll get you disfellowshipped from most Texas churches. But I am packing an extra pair of shoes and a waterproof jacket.

Our twin grandsons turned eleven-months-old yesterday and they are becoming more active and more expressive by the day. They couldn’t get any cuter or more adorable. But they are getting big and a little harder to contain. Happy Monthday, Boys!

Peace,
Allan

Missions Sunday Miracle

“My God will meet all your needs according to his glorious riches in Christ Jesus.
To our God and Father be glory for ever and ever. Amen.” ~Philippians 4:19-20

Going into yesterday’s first-ever GCR Missions Sunday, there were at least a half dozen reasons why we might not make our giving goal of $416,000. There were questions. Maybe a couple of doubts.

But by the grace of God and the power of his Holy Spirit, this community of faith answered the call by giving $538,286!

I’m still trying to wrap my brain and my heart around what it all means. What happened yesterday makes no earthly sense. None. There’s nothing to do but give glory to God. There’s no one else to thank, nothing else to credit, no other explanation. That’s the way our God works. He is truly the only one.

Following Eric West’s announcement of the grand total, as the church burst into celebratory applause, I almost took off my shoes. Holy ground. Sacred space. A powerfully miraculous thing had occurred. Our God was moving in and with and through his people. God had far exceeded our grandest plans.

Thank you to every member of our GCR Church family who sacrificed in October and gave to fund our global missions efforts in 2026. Thank you for being so open to what our Lord is doing through our missions partners and for trusting him with your resources. Thank you for your commitment to the cause and your great generosity.

As blessings pile on top of blessings, we are increasingly convinced that our Father is keeping his covenant promises to GCR and to all his creation. May he be glorified and may his Son be exalted and may his Spirit be praised for ever and ever. Amen!

Peace,
Allan

Don’t Fight, Invite

We are having so much fun with Breno and Gabi Escobar and Jose Luiz and Isabel Siqueira, two professors and their wives from SerCris Training School in Campo Grande, Brazil. Our GCR Church has partnered with SerCris since its founding in 2002, and the two couples are in Midland for a week to help us kick off our first-ever Missions Month. Whitney and I took Breno to a Texas high school football game Friday, a clash between two state-ranked teams in Greenwood, which also served as the Rangers’ homecoming and a huge Greenwood win. The event provided everything Breno needed to experience at his first ever in-person American football game: the entire community in attendance, sitting shoulder to shoulder on aluminum bleachers, unbelievably large homecoming mums, two undefeated teams making big plays on the field, cheerleaders, two marching bands, and a homecoming queen.

On Saturday, we took Breno and Gabi to Green Acres Miniature Golf, the site of George and Laura Bush’s first date a long, long time ago. Breno kept us in stitches with his unorthodox play–golf balls were flying all over the place–and his soccer-style celebrations. He wound up in the drink once–not in the water hazard that runs across the field of play, but in the waterfall behind the hole! Carrie-Anne destroyed us by hitting three holes-in-one and finishing with a one-under-par 47. She was absolutely on fire! Breno finished by hitting the ball OVER the barn on the last hole, not THROUGH it.

We had both couples over Saturday night to watch college football, shoot pool, eat a massive dinner, and play our favorite card game, 99. Turns out, you can play 99 without knowing any English at all!

 

 

 

 

 

At church Sunday, Breno led our communion time by reading from Jesus’ story of the great feast in Luke 14 and Jose Luiz spoke during the sermon time about all that our God is doing in them and through them in Campo Grande. GCR’s relationship with SerCris goes back to some early church plants in the 1980s and Jose Luiz connected all the dots for us very well. After church, we enjoyed a big lunch together with GCR friends at La Bodega, celebrating a fabulous kickoff to Missions Month.

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We’re using the Travel Narrative in the Gospel of Luke as our guiding text during Missions Month. As Jesus is “on the way” to Jerusalem, as he travels from Galilee to the capital city, as he walks from the place where his ministry began to the place where it will all be ultimately accomplished, he remains focused on the mission. Critical to the mission, Jesus purposefully travels through Samaria, unfriendly territory. And as we watch Jesus interact with people, handle circumstances, and explain things in the mission field of Samaria, we can learn how to interact with people, handle circumstances, and explain things in the mission fields of Midland and Brazil, in West Texas and Kenya and Honduras.

One of the first things we learn as Jesus embarks on his mission journey “along the way” is that his mission is an invitation, it’s not a fight. It’s not about judgment or force. We don’t motivate by fear and we don’t fight; we invite.

The very first Samaritan village Jesus and his disciples encounter rejects them outright. “We don’t want you or your message! Hit the road, bub!” And the Zebedee boys are ticked. James and John, the Sons of Thunder, know exactly how they should respond: “Let’s call fire down from heaven! Do it, Jesus! Let’s incinerate all these hicks! Don’t they know who we are?! Boom! Fire! Straight outta heaven!”

And our Lord Jesus rebuked them. Immediately. Non-negotiable.

It is never our task as disciples on a mission with Christ along the way to destroy the opposition. This is not a fight and we are not warriors! Jesus-followers do not bash people who are not on our side. We don’t judge or annihilate or own anybody created by God in the image of God.

Yet, despite our Lord’s unqualified, uncompromising rebuke, so many of us continue to act like Zebedees. We’re following Jesus, full of devotion and zeal, but some of us will not tolerate any opposition. We won’t tolerate rejection. And we get our feelings hurt or we get angry and we rise up in a show of force to judge and destroy.

Boom! Fire! Straight outta my email!
Boom! Fire! Straight outta my prideful mouth!
Boom! Fire! Straight outta my Facebook post or my forwarded video!

With words and attitudes and digital weapons, we destroy anybody who rejects Jesus as the Savior of the World. Or our understandings of Jesus. Our our other beliefs and practices.

As ambassadors of Jesus, with Jesus, our message and our mission is never one of judgment or force. It’s invitation. It’s an invitation to share in the love and the blessings and the promises of God. An invitation to an abundant life in and with Christ Jesus. And invitation to be the Good Samaritan. An invitation to pray, to ask God. An invitation to serve others. An invitation to be healed, to be made whole. An invitation to take one’s place at the feast in the Kingdom of God.

“Invite the poor, the crippled, the lame, the blind, and you will be blessed. Go out quickly into the streets and alleys of the town and bring in the poor, the crippled, the blind, and the lame. Go out to the roads and country lanes and make them come in, so that my house will be full!” ~Luke 14:13-23

It’s an invitation mission. Not judgment. Not force. We don’t fight, we invite. In Midland and India. In West Texas and Western Brazil.

Peace,

Allan

 

CrocktoberFest at GCR

We kicked off our first-ever Missions Month at GCR Church Wednesday night with what we called “CrocktoberFest.” It was an all-church crockpot potluck and it was fabulous on all fronts. We packed right at 200 of us in the Family Center Gym and there must have been almost a hundred crockpots on the four serving lines. The crockpots contained the usual–soups, pasta dishes, beans, potatoes, lasagna, taco meat, and all kinds of seasoned chicken and pork. But lots of folks got creative, too. There were crockpots with Chick-fil-A nuggets and sauces, Oreo cookies, and — as requested from the Sunday morning pulpit at least twice — ice cream!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

After we shared that amazing dinner together, we gathered all our kids–where are all these kids at GCR coming from?!?– and spent about 15-minutes talking about our congregation’s foreign missions works. We introduced our church family to the missionaries and the organizations that represent our six largest global partnerships, and then we spent a few minutes at each table reading God’s Word and praying for these missionaries by name and place.

We’re spending the entire month of October showcasing our global missions partners because we want our church to see the pictures, to meet the missionaries, the hear the stories. We want our people to know it, to experience it, to own it.

In a lot of churches, “Missions” is just a special Sunday for a special offering for something that other people are doing a long way from here. There’s no engagement. So, the church budget determines, or limits, the mission of God instead of God’s mission setting the budget.

Or, “Missions” is just something the missions committee oversees–a half-dozen people managing the missions budget and staying in touch with the missionaries. And there’s no relationship with the church body. It’s not a partnership as much as it’s a holy banking service for a good cause.

We want all of GCR to get to know our missionaries and our partnerships. We want them to meet the people, to hear their stories, to be inspired by their courage and commitment, to learn to really love these people and organizations.

We engage in partnerships with these people and groups because we can do so much more together than we can as individuals. We’re partners. This kind of partnership brings us great joy when we do our part. And our part in these partnerships is to give our money, to encourage, and to pray.

It’s Missions Month at GCR. I know it’s going to become my favorite time of the year.

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Carrie-Anne, Whitney, and I took in the Zack Williams concert at the Ector County Coliseum in Odessa last night. C-A bought the tickets, so they were on the floor, tenth row, dead center. Outstanding seats and a pretty good show. Zack didn’t seem to have as much energy as he typically brings. He didn’t sing as many of his “hits” and played way too many from his brand new album that just came out like three weeks ago. And he only played 70-minutes. A little bit of a disappointment for Carrie-Anne.

I was most impressed with the band that performed right before Zack, a high-energy, hard-rocking group called We The Kingdom. Evidently, they’ve been around a while–C-A knew many of their songs. Either way, they way outperformed the headliner. It reminded of Van Halen touring to promote their debut album in 1978, opening for Black Sabbath, and famously blowing them away every night.

Peace,

Allan

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