So, I'm skipping town. No, check that:
I'm leaving on a jet plane. On December 26, thirteen of us from
Refuge (the Christian fellowship that I pastor for my “real” job)
will be flying out of Chicago for a two week stay in Belize (well,
most of the group will be staying two weeks; I'll be coming back
after 10 days on account of responsibilities here.) It is what is
commonly referred to as a “missions trip” but for all that our
main purpose for going is to visit some of our Belizean friends.
Pablo (center), Ezekiel (2nd right) and Elber (on right) |
As most of you are aware, this past
year ABC Truss brought in twenty-five foreign workers to work at the
plant here. Of that group, five of the guys ended up fellowshipping
with us at Refuge. Over the course of the past six months they were
in town, they were regulars at our worship gatherings, came to a few
grad parties as well a pizza party we threw for all the crew and
participated in nine-week Sunday evening course on following Jesus.
This past fall, a large number of landscaping pavers were donated to
us and these guys, along with some of their Belizean friends, came to
our aid and were key in laying down our new side walk simply out of
the goodness of their heart. It looks glorious.
Getting acquainted at our pizza party this past summer |
Dalton is another friend we hope to see |
All of them have returned now to their
homeland and are reveling in being reunited with their families. And
now some of us from here are going to visit them in their towns.
Belize is a small country in Central America – from top to bottom
approximately 180 miles long or the equivalent distance of a drive
from Bloomer to Madison – and of the guys who worked here, hardly
any of them came from the same village. Elber lives in the north in
the town of San Narciso Corozal and is Our Man Flint on the ground
there. Working with his pastor and coordinating with our team
leaders, David & Paula Holmbeck of rural Chetek, our itinerary is
still very much a work in progress. But for most of us this is not
our first rodeo and we are accustomed to having our plans a little
bit (or a lot) in the air.
The finished product |
Ezekiel, Elber & Pablo |
For me this will be my ninth trip
abroad (but my first to Central America) and if I learned anything in
my travels is that despite our differences in culture, in language,
in cuisine, and in history, people are pretty much the same the world
over. We all live in a place we call home. We all have the necessity
to eat and to groom ourselves. We all prefer it if people make nice
and get along. And we all like to grouse about the weather and the
“uppity-ups” - whoever they may be – who seem to like coming up
with rules or laws that make our life more difficult instead of less
so. Frankly, as altruistic as his comments are, I totally agree with
what Robert Fuhlgum once opined in his classic All I Need to Know
I Learned in Kindergarten, “Think what a better world it would
be if all - the whole world - had cookies and milk about three
o'clock every afternoon and then lay down with our blankies for a
nap.” Better yet, if we could do this with an Palestinian on
Monday, a Russian on Wednesday and someone from Minneapolis' near
south side on Friday. We'd all gain a little perspective on how the
other half lives.
San Narciso here we come |
So your sympathies not withstanding
that I will be forced to celebrate New Years in “the Land of the
Free by the Carib Sea”, I'm looking forward to seeing my friends
who I enjoyed getting acquainted with while they lived around here.
If you're a person of faith, I'd appreciate your prayers for
traveling mercies for my team and I. We all hope that we can be as
big a blessing to them as they were to all of us.