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Bowling Alley Salvation
Lima, Peru – Late last night after a full day of meetings we came back to our hotel in Lima. Joseph, our Peruvian man on the ground who has set everything up and translated for us digs into his pocket and pulls out his cell. He starts talking Spanish and laughs and hangs up. He looks at us and says, "That was a friend of mine who asked me if my uncle in Pucallpa was still a shaman." We look at Joseph puzzled and ask, "Why does your friend need a shaman?" Joseph then sucks in air in preparation to tell the story in one breath.
"Well my friend has a friend who owns a bowling alley near by and she found some witchcraft at her business. When I say witchcraft, I mean there was a mutilated cat and some other things arrange around in obvious ways that someone has cursed her. Since she found these things her business has closed. She has taken ill. And most of her friends have abandoned her. She went to a local witchdoctor and they say there is nothing anyone can do for her… and that she will probably die this week. She is very afraid. So they want to go to Pucallpa and see my uncle who is a shaman."
"How far away is this bowling alley?" we ask inquisitively.
"About 1-minute walk." Joseph already knows what we are thinking and says, "I'll make the call."
Within a minute we are on our way to the alley, not knowing what we are walking into, but confident that God is going to do something great. (This is where your prayers have helped so much. We could certainly feel the prayers of many as covering us and preparing the way as we set off for the bowling alley. This all occurred at 7:40PM-9:20PM EST on 2-10-09.)
A larger man meets us on a corner and Joseph introduces us. We are lead down a dark parking ramp and to a small opening in the steel bars. We climb through. Faint neon lights illuminate the parking garage then it opens up into a bar and we see the bowling alley. It is empty and quiet. A young woman sits in a chair and walks about nervously trying not to show it. Joseph introduces us. "This is Jen. Jen, this is Tim and Will."
"Mucho Gusto." We respond.
After a quick greeting we walk slowly to the bowling lanes. The lanes are old and dilapidated. Bowling balls lay loosely around and haphazard construction make the place feel condemned. We are sure Jen feels the same way.
We ask Jen if we can pray for her. She agrees, not know what will happen. But before we pray we explain to her we do not pray in the name of a little demon, or a god of the forest, or sun, or anything that is of the earth, but that we pray in the name above all names. The name of the King of Kings. The name of the Son of God. The name of Jesus. She understands and nods her head. We begin to pray. We rebuke the demonic spirits and they flee. We rebuke all fear and worry from her mind and it goes. The Lord gives words of knowledge over Jen and she weeps. We finish and then we ask. "Do you see that the Lord is real?"
"Si….Si"
We then tell Jen about forgiveness of sins in Him. The cross, the blood, the new life. More tears. Then we ask if she is ready to believe in Christ and invite Him to live inside of her. She is ready. A new birth happens right there in the pale lights of the bowling alley.
Jen speaks in Spanish and Joseph translates. "She says she can feel no more weight or worry. She feels peace and she could feel it as we prayed for her. She says it's like a light has come inside of her." Jen is shocked and overjoyed. Happy to be rid of the witchcraft. Happy to have healing. Happy to have Jesus as her Lord.
We share more about church and Joseph tells her the next steps that he will help her with. Life has begun in Him.
We have all experienced the power of God in similar ways and it is marvelous to see the power of the Holy Spirit work. Please pray for our next journeys to the south and may the Lord bring more opportunities everyday.
In Him,
Tim and Will
Back in the USA
[vimeo 2861332]Came back to the States for an interview with ABC Nightline News and to pick up some gear. -8 degrees in NYC made us think back to cold nights in Mongolia.
The Nightline piece should air sometime the last week of January, but now it is back to the bush for us. Thanks everyone for your prayers and support. We will need them more than ever as we set off for the Amazon this week. Many Blessings.
Panama: Finding our Focus
Devil's on Horseback
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El Genina: In the first century AD John wrote what he saw in his Apocalypse, which is also translated Revelation. He writes, in the 6th chapter and 8th verse, "And I looked, and behold, a pale horse: and his name that sat on him was Death; and Hell followed with him." Last week in Darfur in one of the hundreds of dusty IDP camps a man in a plastic tent stated this to us, "The Devils on Horseback came and burned our village, raped our women, and killed us all." These horsemen he was speaking about are the Janjaweed, which translated means, "Devils on Horseback". Since 2003 the Janjaweed, who are apart of and supported by the Khartoum government, have carried out a campaign of terror on the people of Darfur. For the last two years all official numbers, according to the UN has stayed at 70,000 dead with 2,000,000 displaced from their homes; but in a recent statement a UN official said there were as many as 180,000 dead and even more likely the number was five times as high as the initial 70,000 figure making it over 350,000 dead (*In 2008 estimates place this figure at over 400,000 dead and counting.)
When we arrived in Darfur the Janjaweed were attacking NGO workers in the region, which forced, two days earlier, an evacuation of all Aid workers out of the region except El Genina. The situation was tense and the motivation of the Janjaweed was obvious—get rid of the aid workers, AU (African Union) and UN, and then the genocide can continue without restrictions. We use the word "genocide", but the UN official position is that the Darfur crisis is only "Crimes against humanity" and not "genocide". If they were to call it genocide they would be forced to act militarily, something neither they nor the AU is willing to due. So, in a haunting similarity Darfur is becoming like Rwanda '94. Thousands of people continue to die and we will read about it in Time and Newsweek and we will wonder, "Why didn’t anyone help?”
In the IDP camps the Darfurans told us their stories and when asked why they thought this was happening to them they replied, “Because we are black. The Arabs who are all Janjaweed said they will kill all blacks in Darfur and rape our women to get ride of the black." We then asked, "But you are Muslim and they are Muslim doesn't that make you brothers?" "No!" came the response with convicted anger, "They say because we are not Arab we are not truly Muslim."
Days later we traveled on helicopter missions with the AU to the border regions and to villages that had been a recent flash point of Janjaweed attacks. On one such mission we came face to face with a Janjaweed member. He dawned a green military uniform of North Sudan and brandished a whip in his hand. When asked about the insecurity in the area he pointed to the crowd in a harsh motion and said to the crowd of Darfurans around him, "Let anyone raise his hand if there is insecurity in this village." Out of fear everyone ducked his or her heads. There are many more things to speak about the Darfur crisis, but what is the conclusion for us who believe in Christ Jesus?
Well again in Revelation 19:11 it speaks of another horseman: "And I saw heaven opened; and behold, a white horse, and He who sat upon it is called Faithful and True: and in righteousness He judges and wages war." This horseman is Christ Jesus at His second coming. The Darfurans have been slaughtered by an evil upon a horse, and may they now know that they have a vindicator that will come upon a horse; one that is Faithful and True and who will fight the enemy—the Devil.
But how will they know about the one who is called Faithful and True without a preacher? Blessed are the feet of him who brings the Good News. May you read this and realize the Lord has use of you to speak to all mankind, especially those who have never heard the message of he who is named Faithful and True. Amen.
Why Do People Suffer?
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“If God is a loving God, why does he allow people in Africa to starve? Or why does he allow man to suffer from disease and die?” These are valid questions that need answering. Unfortunately, many times believers aren’t equipped with the proper answer and don’t know why these things happen and can’t give a good response. But the answers are in the word of God. And knowing the answer to these questions is key to understanding God’s great love for us. In fact, we deemed this issue so important we created an entire episode around explaining the answers to this question. Please view a clip at:
Why do people suffer? Well the answer is at the beginning of creation. When man and woman were created they were without sin. They were created in the image of God and placed into a garden, Genesis 2:1-18. They were told they could eat of any tree, except the tree of the knowledge of good and evil. Genesis 2:17 “But from the tree of the knowledge of good and evil you shall not eat, for in the day that you eat from it you will surely die." Then later in Genesis 3:5 the serpent comes to Eve and says, “You surely will not die! For God knows that in the day you eat from it your eyes will be opened, and you will be like God, knowing good and evil." This is where it all goes bad. Adam and Eve both ate the fruit and their eyes were opened. They knew good and evil right then and there and rebelled against the command of God. They died spiritually, which also caused physical death. There was a curse and a corruption upon earth from that day forward, and we are children of that fallen man.
Now some might ask why did God even give man a choice? Why did he allow man to choose? Because love must always be chosen, never forced. God did not want to create man as a lemming, or a creature that had no free will. He created man to have freedom to choose his own path, no matter what that path would be. Man chose death. Sin then entered the world. Romans 5:12 “Therefore, just as through one man sin entered into the world, and death through sin, and so death spread to all men, because all sinned.” Adam chose death and it entered us all because we come from his seed, making us all fallen men with a sin nature. Disease, sickness, famine, hunger, war…death, they are all a part of our lives because of that first choice. They are not exclusive to one person or peoples, but to all mankind.
So where is the hope in all of this? Romans 5:19 “For as through the one man's disobedience the many were made sinners, even so through the obedience of the One the many will be made righteous.” This is the love of God! He sent His only son to die for our sins, to set right what the first man had done. This is why Jesus came to the earth and died on the cross. Praise God!
So in conclusion we know the world is under a curse of sin and it leads all men to death. No matter if it is a person in Africa dying of hunger, or a person in the United States dying of cancer. Death is the end result because it is what the first man chose. But like the first man we also have a choice of our own. Do we accept Christ and become a new creation in Him, or do we choose death? The decision is ours, because love must always be chosen…never forced.
Travel the Road was created to bring the message of new life in Christ to all mankind. We believe it is choice everyone should have. There is no greater calling to any generation than that of the great commission. We respond to that call and we thank you for your support, for without it we wouldn’t have the means to reach these lands or encourage the church to be active in missions. We ask that you would continue your support in prayer and finance and together we are making a difference!
Death From Above
[vimeo 1926084] The invisible north/south border of Sudan was a wasteland. Heat, drought, echoes of war; it had every look of what the end of the world might be like. We were based in a small village called Mariel Bai and we’d been here for two weeks. The airstrip and shortwave radio were the only contact to the outside. Things like plastic, straight wood, and meat were prized commodities. The people here were the generation who’d survived the war. Most were of the Dinka tribe and they had little knowledge of the outside world. The knowledge they did have, was of things like Land Cruisers, AK-47 rifles, Anatov bombers, the UN world food program, and cotton shirts. They were wise survivalists who learned to live amidst the face of war.
So far ministry had been good and we were able to pray for the sick and see many receive Jesus. Things were so good in fact on the ministry side we seemed to forget we were loosing weight by the double digits. From the look of things, Will was weighing in at a gaunt 120-130 lbs., I seemed to be doing a little better. You burn through body fat like a torch through ice cream when you are consisting on only one small plate of beans and rice a day. The source of life for everyone in this area came from the WFP (world food program) airdrops. Farming was nil, the threat of famine was high, and so whenever we heard that sound of the Hercules cargo plane we’d grin and rush out to the airfield.
One evening, as the sun was getting lower on the horizon, we heard a deep rumble in the distance. Everyone knew what it was and it was quite a phenomenon to watch the village freeze in place, look blankly to the sky, and wait for the noise to get louder. If it got louder it meant the load was coming our way, if it faded it meant it was headed elsewhere. Each person cocked their ear to the sky as if they were in trance. No one made a peep. The rumble grew into a roar and we all leapt to our feet and ran to the trucks. The Cargo plane screamed overhead out pacing us to the drop zone and we drove hard and fast. The Hercules aircraft stalled almost to a stop, pointed its nose to the sky and rained down food. It did this routine for a couple of passes. Our group hustled for the falling wooden pallets that support the food in the aircraft because it was good wood for construction. The sacks of grain were guarded by the SPLA for later distribution and everyone went away happy because the food had come.
On our way home Will rides in the back of a pick-up cruising along at a fast pace. The driver notices a dip in the dirt road and swerves to avoid it, Will lurched back and falls out of the truck like a scuba diver going backwards into the water. Dirt plumes fly up from his impact and the driver slams on the brakes when he notices what has happened. Will lays on the ground for a few seconds and then miraculously stands to his feet. Dazed, confused, his head hit hard. “Sorry, sorry…are you okay?” Are the first words he hears from the driver as they rush to him. He has trouble speaking and asks if his head is bleeding. We get him back to the compound at dusk and he starts to loose his memory. It’s getting concerning. How do you deal with head trauma in the middle of nowhere? Better believe in healing. We prayed for William and patch up his wounds. He was confused for the night and we kept him awake and talking.
The next morning we set out for ministry and within days William is completely healed!
On our journeys around the world we have been in dangerous, desperate, and hostile situation, but God has brought us through the all. Even when a life could have been taken the Lord sustained us and kept us going. Our safety and survival is also credited to you! Your prayers and intercession have protected us and helped us in everyway and we ask that you would continue as we prepare for another major gospel expedition.