Dear Friends, I want to express my deep gratitude to all of you who gave generously and who prayed for me as I went to Nepal. The trip was an immense blessing to me, and I believe it equipped the students I was able to teach there. You can see them in the picture above: Bottom Row: Menuka, Promila, Dr. Abraham Saggu (Dean of Seminary), me, Arpan, Leegan, Laxmi, Kusum, Rajan. Top Row: Samuel (Dean of Students), Niroj, Daniyal, Babu, Anjan, Samuel, Sobit, Anmol.
As I reflect on the trip, these are some of the things which stand out for me:
[We worked hard together, but we laughed a lot, too.]
A blessed Easter week to you all,
Lisa (with many thanks to Rich for making the journey possible in so many ways)
Dear Praying Friends,
Jaimasihi! (Victory in Christ, the Christian greeting here in Nepal) I am so thankful for the chance to be here. What an adventure it has been! This morning’s adventures included riding to church on the back of a motorbike, weaving around trucks and other motorbikes and even a cow or two, on roads that switched from paved to unpaved and back again. At church, I heard dramatic and touching stories of conversion, learned that the Christians were blamed for the earthquake two years ago, and saw the temple to Lord Shiva up on the hill above the church (“where women in town go to pray that their husbands will be nicer to them,” is what I thought I heard my student-friend say). I was invited to greet the church with a brief message, pray for the sick partway through the service, and close the service in prayer. Last Saturday (the day of worship for Christians here) Becca and I attended one of the largest and oldest churches in Nepal, with over 200 of us seated on the floor (at one of three services), men on one side, women on the other. A lovely dance team with tambourines decorated with ribbons helped lead us in worship. As soon as the pastor rose to speak, every single person pulled out a notebook and took notes throughout the sermon. It was nice to attend a smaller, more rural church on the edge of the city today. The student intern (my motorbike chauffeur) shared that a challenge they face is that every member farms, so it can be hard to get away from farming needs to get to church. They did not all take notes—in part because so many of them had babies in their laps! And I was given a seat of honor on the bench in the back, where the elderly ladies sit, instead of the floor (or maybe they were including me as one of them…). Given that the services are over two hours, that was a welcome change today.
The past week involved teaching two full days, then heading to Pokhara with Becca. We did this in part because it seemed a shame to come all the way to Nepal and not see the Himalayas, and in part to visit one of the major sites of the ministry she worked with three years ago, Tiny Hands International. Tonight, sadly, I put Becca on a plane, and at 6:30 tomorrow morning I begin teaching in earnest—six days of between 4 and 6 hours per day of classroom time. I’ll hold ‘office hours’ in the library most afternoons as well (in part because I won’t have as much to do, with Becca gone…).
Here are a few ways my seminary teaching experience has been different from in the US:
Friends, I hope this somewhat jumbled set of reflections has given you a glimpse of the challenges and joys of teaching in this setting. I said in my greeting to the church this morning, “Seeing the giftedness and commitment of the young leaders in my class, I know that the future of the church in Nepal is bright.” I do fear for its future as well—repression of the church is on the rise, and they are sober about that. But God is good, and there is victory in Christ. Jaimasihi!
--Health and stamina: I don’t mean to complain about the cold but sleeping in an unheated room is wearing down my body a bit, and I am getting a cold.
--God’s direction as I prioritize what is most helpful: I have much more content-time in a typical course, and just need to pare down each lecture to what is essential, and skip some altogether.
--Connect with students: interestingly, I have connected more with the guys, who are more confident to approach me. I’d like to encourage and invest in my 6 (of 15) female students this week, as well as the guys.
--The peace and flourishing of the church in Nepal, most of all.
With immense gratitude, Lisa
Friends, tonight our flights leave for Nepal. I'm so grateful to you for your support, financially and in prayer! I have one huge suitcase that is entirely gifts for the school: requested books for their library, a projector, printer cartridges, etc.
Here's how you can be praying for me and us in the next couple weeks:
Home: Rich and I haven't been apart this long in a long time! He's holding down the fort in terms of care for our two housemates who have disabilities, and one is having a number of challenges. We also are aware that his father's health is declining fairly quickly, so we pray for God's best timing on all of that. So, do pray for him.
Portability: I really have never felt this unsure about how well my lecture content and even teaching methods will transfer. I've taught aspects of sermon design in a few countries, but this is a new challenge.
Update from Rich: Becca and Lisa have landed in Nepal, and by 6PM tonight (6AM tomorrow morning) Lisa will be teaching her first class, while Becca attends the International Church in Kathmandu. Lisa has said via skype that she is a little cold in Kathmandu, but otherwise comfortable and their trip has begun as well as hoped, and that she slept well the first night in Kathmandu. Please do pray that this class starts out well, and that she has energy for the day with all the jet lag she could be experiencing.
While the time will seem long for me, in 15 days she'll be home with more stories to tell and young preachers she's invested in to follow.
THanks for your prayers.
Lisa (and Rich)
We wish you all the joys of this holiday season, and hope December brings wonderful reunions with family and friends! We’ll send a family update later this month. I’m writing today though for a different reason: I want to share how excited I am to have an opportunity to invest in the vibrant, gifted leaders emerging to lead the church of Nepal. I have been invited to teach the first homiletics course offered by Nepal Theological Academy, a newly-formed consortium of five theological colleges in Kathmandu, which offers advanced theological education to current and future pastors. The church in Nepal is both flourishing and struggling. It is growing fast but faces many challenges, as it is oppressed by government and society. Many pastors are poor, and their families make great sacrifices to fund their seminary education. One way the seminary keeps its costs down is by utilizing professors from abroad who are willing to contribute without compensation. That’s where I come in. I will raise my own travel costs, and offer my teaching as a gift.
Since being invited by the dean during his visit to Pasadena last summer, I have grown in my interest in this beautiful country and its strong, resilient people. As you know, they suffered a terrible earthquake in April, 2015, and in fact two of the theological institutions which form part of the NTA consortium were seriously damaged. They are undaunted, but they do need partners who will come alongside them with resources. I am working with a team of South-Asian educators to create a curriculum for the course that is contextualized for the needs of Nepali pastors. As you may also know, Nepal is a country that my daughter, Becca, has come to love through her own short-term mission work there, and I am delighted that she can accompany me, though we will pay for her travel costs.
We are grateful to continue our membership with Paraclete Mission Associates, and for the resulting ease with which you may give to our account. Would you consider making a contribution toward the costs of my travel? My trip is not until March, but since many of you do end-of-year giving, I would love to be included in the various ways you may be generously investing at this time of year.
My budget is simple: I am seeking to raise $3,000 to cover airfare and travel costs in country, and to be able to make a gift of books and other supplies to the seminary.
Some of you have asked if or when we might be heading out into full-time missions. We have pursued that, but for now our best sense of God’s leading is that we are to be faithful in ministry settings locally and to say yes to invitations to invest internationally as often as we can. I am so grateful for your partnership in allowing me to say yes to this investment in Nepal, and for your prayers as I go.
Please follow this link to donate to our account at Paraclete or go to Paraclete.net and click on our names in the list of Associates Thank you so much for prayerfully considering this.
We have been back in the US over two months now, and will, in another week or so, be moving back into our home. Just today I received reimbursement for our last trip related expenses, and as we prepare to move back home, from our missionary housing here in Pasadena, it seems as though our “One Hundred Homes” tour is finally coming to an end. We have been meeting up with friends and supporters, and have done several presentations for people recapping our trip. Of course, with any mission trip, it is difficult to answer the question, “How was your trip?” “Great!” We reply, and then try to pick one representative snapshot, or experience, or thing we learned, for our friends who ask. I have enjoyed having longer conversations with people who have asked for more details, and of course that has always led into the conversation about what is next for us.
The short answer, is, of course, we have gone back to work: I am back at Tanner Research, working with a team of young programmers and working on nutrition-related projects, which are a real interest of my boss and have become an interest of mine. Lisa is back at Fuller Seminary in an Affiliate Faculty role, and between that and other things she stays pretty busy. But as we lift up our eyes past the immediate, we have been taken with a vision for our lives coming out of our trip that we are allowing God to confirm, to deepen, to refocus, or to put a stop to. We will be taking steps over the next two years to move back to Eastern Europe or the former Soviet Union countries, not to itinerate but to get an apartment and plant ourselves for a few years. We would intend to invest in one country’s local work, and to travel to a handful of the other countries that we visited in the last year. Probably not 25 countries, but perhaps five or six, with people in them we’d want to invest more deeply in, and places we feel we would be welcome to make a longer-term commitment to. This would happen, as well as we can see it now, starting the fall of 2017, after our daughter Becca finishes college that Spring.
Between now and then we will continue to encourage our adult children in their pursuits. Our daughter is in her junior year in college, and is in India at the moment, studying there for her semester abroad in her international studies major. Our son, Mark, is still in London, working away at his bitcoin startup, and we are happy every time he gets his paycheck, succeeding once again to keep his company alive for another month. Next year, we expect to make a trip or two to one or more of the countries we visited last year. We ask you to join us in praying for the countries that we consider at the top of our list to return to, either to live in or to invest in long-term from a home base elsewhere in Europe:
1. Ukraine: One of the few countries we spent more than three weeks in, Ukraine was in many ways like a home base. I had spent more time in Ukraine than anywhere else we visited before our year began, and it was friends in Ukraine that encouraged us to consider the trip back when it was just a crazy idea. The level of English ability on the parts of many students was pretty good, so we were able to have good conversations with many, as well as with most of the staff team. We spent significant time in the four main cities where student work is going on, and were present at the staff team where the leadership transition was being made between an older, beloved male GenSec and the new, energetic and poised young female GenSec. We really came to enjoy the staff in Ukraine, their vision for ministry, the role of native English-speaking workers in their teaching and evangelism ministry, and could easily envision living in Kiev, Lviv or Kharkiv, or traveling overland between cities to invest in the staff around the country.
2. Belarus: We also spent almost three weeks in Belarus, focused in Minsk but we made our way around to five or six cities and saw the spread of the work, its evangelistic nature, and its vision for leadership development as a core value to shape and grow, not just the student work, but the larger work of God and indeed a desperately needed culture of healthy leadership in Belarus as a country. We received an invitation from a church pastor couple, the founders of the IFES work in Belarus, to come and join them in their church planting ministry. The pastor was was surprisingly open to and supportive of Lisa’s teaching ministry in his church planter school, and was impressed at her theological training and pleased to welcome her to teach at his school on a regular basis if we were to move to Minsk. We saw a lot of ways we could come alongside gifted and committed men and women of faith here, and Minsk is a very attractive city. And while it would be difficult to move to Russia, if we lived in Belarus, visits to Russia to work with the IFES movement there would be easy, and some of our dearest friends from this year are in Russia.
3. Romania: We visited Romania more times than any other country, and, like Ukraine, I have friends there that go back more than a decade. We were welcomed by the IFES work and a church that has grown out of it, and there would be many ways to continue to contribute. The movement in Romania is the largest movement of all the countries we visited, with over 600 students involved, and the student conference we attended and spoke at was the most impressive event of all the student conferences, with 130 students at the conference and signs of strong, creative, servant leadership throughout the conference. It doesn’t hurt that Romanian in a romance language, and shares many cognate words with French, Spanish and Latin. We would probably have the easiest time learning the language if we were to move to Romania.
Any place we would move would require efforts to learn the local language, Russian, Ukrainian or Romanian, though we presume our teaching and much of our mentoring and ministry would still need to be done in English. And beyond the country we might live in, there are places we’d definitely like to return to:
We don't know what is ahead for us--of course--but our hearts are open and our ears are attentive to God's call. Our Facebook feed right now is filled with news from new friends from this year, and this keeps our prayers focused on God's work in this part of the world. But God knows how to get our attention, to continue to steer us in the directions he wants our lives to take. We are quite glad to leave, once again, our home as we say yes to his call.
We greet you from California! We are ‘home-ish,’ to use the word my sister-in-law coined to describe our perched position these days. In a game of missionary musical chairs, we are in our second temporary LA housing now, a home provided by our denomination to missionaries on home assignment. This will help us get back on our feet financially, and we plan to return to our home in November. We miss our home and dog, but we trust God has good purposes for us in extending the nomadic season just a bit more. Rich has jumped straight into work at Tanner, and I am doing course prep for a Fuller course I’ll teach this fall, getting re-certified to be a healthcare provider again for disabled adults, and pursuing other job leads. We are tired, and a bit overwhelmed by the mundane yet pressing tasks of renewing driver’s licenses, tracking down our mail, and easing our tummies back into California foods. I may blog again, but for now, I’d like to do a summary post that will help me to crystalize my impressions of the year. A number of themes have impressed us deeply this year, many of which have been covered here, but I’ll revisit those themes in the form of a tribute to twelve of the many, many people who inspired us this year. Know that each one represents dozens more. I’ll list them in four categories: students, local pastors, North American missionaries, and national IFES staff-workers. A few names have been changed to protect those living in countries not so welcoming of Christians.
North American Missionaries:
National IFES Staff:
That’s it. Twelve people, or pairs or teams of people, who inspired us, taught us, and made our year an amazing adventure. I’m missing them all as I write this, and profoundly grateful to God for their faithful witness.
I am on a bus to Bulgaria, where Lisa and I will be leading the staff and board of the IFES movement there through a strategic planning process. This process involves bringing the team together to consider the challenges and opportunities, the needs and the assets of the movement and to consider how best to prepare and plan for growth in the coming few years.
When we did this in Ukraine, we began with a few touchstone Bible studies. First, we looked at the passage in 2 Kings 4:1-7 where Elisha solves a widow’s problem of poverty by asking her to gather as many jars as she can from her neighbors, and then to take the jar of oil she has in her house and begin pouring oil into the many empty jars. The oil kept pouring while there were empty containers, and it stopped when they were all full. We looked at this story as a parable, as a model of how God often works, rather than as some sort of promise, but we did notice that God multiplied her oil in proportion to the number of jars she had faith and resources to borrow. If she had only borrowed a few jars, she would only have seen a small miracle.
The jars are simply containers, much like the structures and plans we make in student ministry. We don’t, at the end of the year, care about the number of Bible studies we led or conferences we planned and executed, but we care deeply about the number of students who entered the Kingdom or the measure of their growth in faith as disciples. But we know in Jesus’ stories about how the kingdom of God works, that growth is something given by God, and the farmer who sows the seed “knows not how”. So the best we can do, to prosper the ministry God has entrusted to us, is to set out jars, opportunities for God to pour out the oil of his Spirit, the work of his Spirit in the lives of students, who will find these “jars”, these Bible studies, conferences, student leaders who serve, invite, welcome and encourage, so that God can bring about miraculous growth, both in individual students and in the size and strength of the fellowships themselves.
A second passage we looked at is Mark 2:18-22, another relatively obscure little parable about containers. Jesus is asked a question about the practices of his disciples: It seems religious people in Jesus’ day fasted a lot, but Jesus’ disciples didn’t. He certainly seemed like a religious person, but why didn’t his group fast? Jesus explains that it is foolish to try to patch old practices on new movements of God’s Spirit—the new will destroy the old, whether with new patches on old cloth, or new wine in old wineskins. The Pharisees were once a reform movement within Judaism, calling people not to turn away from God, the scriptures, and the temple. But 150 years later, they were a part of the religious establishment. What had once been fresh wine of renewal put in new wineskins of faithful zeal became over time the old and crusty wineskins, empty of the Spirit of God and devoid of real faith. These, in turn, needed to be replaced by new wine of the Kingdom poured into fresh wineskins.
Unfortunately, this pattern has repeated itself many times in the history of the people of God, right up until the present. What begins as a renewal ministry, a fresh outpouring of God's spirit, becomes rigid and stale as it is multiplied through succeeding generations. This process, which might take decades in the church, can take just months or a couple years in student ministry—what was once an innovative risk into which God was pleased to pour out his Holy Spirit and work through his people becomes an old encrusted wineskin that no longer has the impact in student ministry it once did. The call of this passage is to be seeking a fresh outpouring of God’s Spirit, and to be creative enough to prepare new skins for God’s purposes with students. This passage calls us to look at the structures and strategies of the past and to honestly evaluate them based on the growth we see them bringing about through the outpouring of God's Spirit. Structures that served well in the past may no longer be fruitful, and it is then time to prepare new structures better fit for today's challenges and the work of God we desperately need.
These two passages are not so much about the goals of student ministry but the process, which involves preparing structures into which God will be pleased to bring about growth, and to trust, not in those structures or time-tested strategies, but in the God who is always eager to work in new ways to draw people to himself.
Today we left one of our “homes” to move on to another, the 88th time we have done so. As with most of those homes, the departure meant boarding public transportation, often a plane though in this case it was a bus. And, at most of these departure points, I notice something. Specifically, I notice the couples who are saying goodbye. One member of the couple is about to board a bus, a train or a plane, while the other is staying behind. Often these are young couples, but not always. I do not know the story behind each of these sweet partings, but we have heard many stories.
We have heard from people of their family members leaving their homes in Eastern Europe or the former Soviet Union for economic reasons. We have heard from people whose fathers moved to Russia, usually Moscow, staying away sometimes for years in order to make enough money to support the family. We have even heard of a couple who left their young children in the care of a brother and his wife so they could get jobs in Russia to support their family. As we hear these stories, it is difficult to judge and easy to have compassion on the people who have made this most painful of decisions in order to pursue economic support for their loved ones at great personal cost.
Of course, I do not know the story of everyone I see saying their farewells at the platform or as we enter passport control or the security line. Long distance relationships for young people can be character building and can build the basis for a stable marriage relationship long term. (Both of our children are in such long-distance relationships now and experience the heartache of having to say goodbye at the airport when one returns to their home.) And during my career with IVCF, I was often the one leaving my wife and family to board a plane for some days of separation in order to pursue my ministry calling. But this year, I remain grateful that, at each point of departure, I am not saying goodbye to my sweetie, my best friend, but I am traveling with her, leaving one “home”, one set of friends, with my partner in this ministry in order to embrace the next step in the adventure, a new “home” and a new set of friends and experiences. I am grateful for this treasured companionate faith journey with Lisa.
* No, we are not in our own home and will not be until November... We are now in Bulgaria... :)
Good question! It was a surprise to us, too. Our schedule took an unexpected turn last week. We were in Vilnius, Lithuania, scheduled to fly to Norway to see friends we’d made along the way. But the travel times of our trip made our meeting our friends impossible, and we found ourselves staring at expensive hostel housing, and expensive airfare to our next ministry commitment in Sofia, Bulgaria, all for the one two-hour meeting that remained in our schedule there. Rich said aloud, the night before our flight, “I wish we weren’t going to Norway. It’s going to be so expensive.” I said, “Shall we cancel?” He mused, “What if we bussed down to Bulgaria, and just overshot it by a few hours. We’d be in Greece!” So, after a flurry of internet research and e-mails cancelling flights, at 10pm the next night we boarded a bus, and after 36 rather longish hours on buses and trains, we arrived in Northern Greece, at a savings of hundreds of dollars. We’re in a budget hotel in a budget town, surrounded by happy Russians and Serbians on holiday. We’re enjoying the beach, but also getting in some prep for the final three events in our schedule, which are as follows:
Please pray that our stamina and motivation to serve students and staff would remain strong for this final stretch. We feel so grateful for this few days in a restful town here in Greece; after recovering from the crazy bus ride we feel rested and energized for these last three stops. Pray that we would connect well with the non-Christian students at the English camps, and that they would take steps toward following Jesus.
Please pray for our transition to Southern California. We return with no cars, and you who live in LA know that it is sadly not an easy city to navigate without a car. We are grateful for the loaners that are beginning to come into place and the possibility of one longer-term. Anyone looking to sell a used car at a good price is encouraged to contact us! Our housing is another challenge, but we see God’s provision there as well. We will stay in the missionary housing of the Presbyterian Church, House of Rest, in Pasadena for our first three months back, and look forward very much to returning to our home in November.
Pray as well for our return to work: Rich will begin work right away at Tanner, and I will have one course to teach at Fuller each quarter. I will be recertified to host a person with disabilities again in our home and to tutor. I continue to hope to be in pastoral ministry, and applied to another church this morning, but search processes are slow and jobs scarce, so I will do the work that I can do in the meantime. We also are quite excited to have both our children in Pasadena with us for ten days (Mark) and three weeks (Becca) before Becca heads off for a semester abroad in Pune, India and Mark returns to London. Pray that in the midst of all the details of renewing expired driver’s licenses, renegotiating our insurance, and remembering how to cook food, we would have time to process all that we have learned and experienced this year. We continue to be so, so grateful for the gift and opportunity it has been, and so thankful to you who have given and prayed along the way!
How important is food autonomy to you? How important is it that you can eat what you want when you want it? How much does having choice about what you eat, its variety and/or consistency and quantity, matter to you? Well, until this year, I (Rich) would have said that it matters to me a lot. I like food, but I am not an omnivore—I would have said that I am a bit of a picky eater. Of course, that has mellowed over the course of my life, but I am still not a huge salad fan, for example, and I avoid salad dressings and most sauces if I can help it.
When you become a missionary, especially one that is traveling to one hundred or so homes over the course of a year, you end up letting go of food autonomy. We have been served hundreds of meals over the last 11 months, many of them in small conference facilities, but also in homes where we were being served as guests. Over the last year, we have been on our own and not serving a local student movement for just a few weeks. Other than that, we have eaten out at restaurants rarely, and then mostly local places offering local food choices.
I am not complaining about the food we have enjoyed on this trip—far from it. Actually, if anything, it has surprised me how much I have enjoyed the food and really not missed being able to make or select my own meals. We have eaten what is set before us, usually pretty happily, and really only a few times has the meal been difficult to consume.
But I notice what I think now of as my Americanness by how I notice the much reduced set of choices we have, in part because we are enjoying the hospitality of others and in part because of the post-soviet mindset of the people here.
In the US, even at relatively simple conference facilities, usually there would be some choice of food:
Again, my intent here is not to complain about the lack of variety in the food here, but simply to marvel at what people expect even nearly 25 years after the fall of the Soviet-imposed uniformity. Today, I was at a restaurant with a group of people from the church Lisa preached at this morning. One American couple was sitting across from me. They had both ordered salads for lunch, and the wife had ordered a side of French fries. Her 10-year-old son had ordered a soup, but after he finished his soup, he reached for his mom’s fries. She gently swatted his hand away, saying, “You could have ordered anything.” She was defending her (still nearly full) plate of French fries from her son. In my experience this is not a very typical mom’s response to a son’s request to share his mom’s fries. She then relented and let her son have a single French fry off her plate. I am sure she is a wonderful and loving mom, but my theory is that she had simply been craving French fries, and she was seeing that plate of fries as the pathway to satisfy her food craving. Even her love for her son was not going to get in the way of the satisfaction she sought. So perhaps this is a common occurrence when one lives as a missionary in a foreign land. I have compassion on her—I myself become territorial about food, and even about French fries specifically, especially if I am seeking to restore some lost food autonomy.
I have found a very important coping strategy. I travel, as I have for many years, with dark chocolate, and I usually eat about one ounce of dark chocolate, in small pieces, per day. It helps me not to complain about the lack of chocolate in my host-provided diet, and in general helps me to be content, as the Apostle Paul says, whether I am experiencing plenty or want. I wish I weren’t dependent on dark chocolate in this way, but as a coping strategy, it is better than taking up smoking!
So the next time you open your refrigerator and see dozens of choices of food you can happily prepare and consume, or go to a buffet at a restaurant or even a weekend church retreat, stand back, be amazed and grateful, and recognize that most of the people on the planet wouldn’t dream of the choices you have. (And, if you travel, figure out what is your affordable coping strategy that allows you to be content in all circumstances.)
Rich and Lisa Lamb