How appropriate that 2 Corinthians is the book that has given me so much hope at the start of this crazy week. (Being in Greece and all...corinth is in Greece for those who don't know, like I didn't before this summer... :)
Sunday: We are rotating churches. Each week the group that you are assigned to will attend a different church. There are four, two evangelical churches, a Greek Orthodox church and an international church. I went to the First Evangelical Church of Athens. The service and worship was supposed to be all in modern Greek so we got these headphones with an interpreter...they didn't work very well. So, I didn't use them, I just listened to the language and the songs sung in Greek, a very beautiful language. The speaker was actually a visiting pastor from Africa who spoke in English! He spoke on church unity and on the divine appointment of pastors to equip the saints, us, for good works. It did seem appropriate as Monday was our first day on campus as well as the first of two "Love Meals" we would be serving Albanian, North African, and Arabian refugees. Jason asked if I would prepare something to say and a Gospel presentation that I would give to all 200 or so refugees that would be translated into their language. A daunting proposition by itself, but the devil would have none of it... The four hours after being told that I was supposed to share the Gospel with the men we would be serving were filled with the most intense spiritual warfare I had faced so far. I wrote furiously in my journal, walked around in the area we were staying and prayed in tongues for hours. Finally, I settled down enough to listen, just listen to what God was saying. "I am with your mouth, I will give you words to say that will touch their hearts. You are loved by Me" The peace of God washed over me, and not only was I not afraid to speak, but I laughed at any more attempts of the devil to discourage me. "You have prepared well" and then I was asleep. Easily the best night of sleep I have had so far.
Monday: This was the first day that we were on campus talking to students and hanging out with them. The nerves started a little in the morning, but after last night... the devil was beaten! The day started with some Greek lessons. Learning the alphabet and some basic phrases about how to order and ask about the bathroom...all information that promptly left my brain once we entered the cafe on campus hehe...
Our day on campus was phenomenal. God totally directed our conversations and pointed us to people to talk to. It was kinda strange because we had an intern with us, we split into two groups of two, Keegan and Allison (the intern), and Cari and me. Before we split up we met with a girl (Lena) and a guy that I don't remember, mostly because he didn't talk much. But Lena said that she didn't believe in God or Heaven and cut us off after that because she had class. All of the students we talk to are civil engineering majors or graduate students so they are having class and getting ready for finals. They left quickly. We then met a large group of men and one woman who were PhD level engineers who told us a lot about Greece and the current situation. While that conversation didn't get very deep, we got their information to be able to meet with them again and hopefully talk about more spiritual things. After that meeting Allison and Keegan went to a different cafe and Cari and I walked outside to see Lena and a girlfriend walking out of class. This conversation was incredible! The other girl who has a very interesting name that I can never remember drove our conversation very deep into the spiritual realm and nearly quoted psalm 139! "There must be something bigger than us, something that created us and knows all about us and what we are thinking and doing." It was a perfect door that Cari took advantage of and shared more about the Gospel and the importance of a relationship with the Creator! We then hungout with a group of first year students for almost an hour, just talking and having a good time. The conversation didn't go as deep as the previous one, but we did get to show how the old testament points to our need for a Savior and how Jesus fills that role.
Everyone was on a high walking back from that first day. It is amazing to me how open the Greeks are to debate, and even welcome it. They will argue fiercely but still love you at the end of it! Very refreshing coming from America where everyone is so closed to new ideas and conversation.
Later that night we went to the Hellenic Ministries building where we were going to serve the meal. I found out that the Moody Bible school men's choir was singing so I would not be able to share the Gospel. While I felt a sense of relief at not having to speak in front of so many people, I was confident that I can if needed in the future! The meal was soup, bread and olives, the men were so grateful, and our whole team loved serving them! Mark especially! He passed, he swept, he cleaned, he carried, he even mopped the bathroom. And he had a smile on his face the whole time.
We all went to be tired, sore and happy that we were able to serve the refugees physical food and the students Living Water. Pray that the seeds that we plant are fertilized with questions and prayer and that they eventually grow into a relationship with Jesus!
Sunday: We are rotating churches. Each week the group that you are assigned to will attend a different church. There are four, two evangelical churches, a Greek Orthodox church and an international church. I went to the First Evangelical Church of Athens. The service and worship was supposed to be all in modern Greek so we got these headphones with an interpreter...they didn't work very well. So, I didn't use them, I just listened to the language and the songs sung in Greek, a very beautiful language. The speaker was actually a visiting pastor from Africa who spoke in English! He spoke on church unity and on the divine appointment of pastors to equip the saints, us, for good works. It did seem appropriate as Monday was our first day on campus as well as the first of two "Love Meals" we would be serving Albanian, North African, and Arabian refugees. Jason asked if I would prepare something to say and a Gospel presentation that I would give to all 200 or so refugees that would be translated into their language. A daunting proposition by itself, but the devil would have none of it... The four hours after being told that I was supposed to share the Gospel with the men we would be serving were filled with the most intense spiritual warfare I had faced so far. I wrote furiously in my journal, walked around in the area we were staying and prayed in tongues for hours. Finally, I settled down enough to listen, just listen to what God was saying. "I am with your mouth, I will give you words to say that will touch their hearts. You are loved by Me" The peace of God washed over me, and not only was I not afraid to speak, but I laughed at any more attempts of the devil to discourage me. "You have prepared well" and then I was asleep. Easily the best night of sleep I have had so far.
Monday: This was the first day that we were on campus talking to students and hanging out with them. The nerves started a little in the morning, but after last night... the devil was beaten! The day started with some Greek lessons. Learning the alphabet and some basic phrases about how to order and ask about the bathroom...all information that promptly left my brain once we entered the cafe on campus hehe...
Our day on campus was phenomenal. God totally directed our conversations and pointed us to people to talk to. It was kinda strange because we had an intern with us, we split into two groups of two, Keegan and Allison (the intern), and Cari and me. Before we split up we met with a girl (Lena) and a guy that I don't remember, mostly because he didn't talk much. But Lena said that she didn't believe in God or Heaven and cut us off after that because she had class. All of the students we talk to are civil engineering majors or graduate students so they are having class and getting ready for finals. They left quickly. We then met a large group of men and one woman who were PhD level engineers who told us a lot about Greece and the current situation. While that conversation didn't get very deep, we got their information to be able to meet with them again and hopefully talk about more spiritual things. After that meeting Allison and Keegan went to a different cafe and Cari and I walked outside to see Lena and a girlfriend walking out of class. This conversation was incredible! The other girl who has a very interesting name that I can never remember drove our conversation very deep into the spiritual realm and nearly quoted psalm 139! "There must be something bigger than us, something that created us and knows all about us and what we are thinking and doing." It was a perfect door that Cari took advantage of and shared more about the Gospel and the importance of a relationship with the Creator! We then hungout with a group of first year students for almost an hour, just talking and having a good time. The conversation didn't go as deep as the previous one, but we did get to show how the old testament points to our need for a Savior and how Jesus fills that role.
Everyone was on a high walking back from that first day. It is amazing to me how open the Greeks are to debate, and even welcome it. They will argue fiercely but still love you at the end of it! Very refreshing coming from America where everyone is so closed to new ideas and conversation.
Later that night we went to the Hellenic Ministries building where we were going to serve the meal. I found out that the Moody Bible school men's choir was singing so I would not be able to share the Gospel. While I felt a sense of relief at not having to speak in front of so many people, I was confident that I can if needed in the future! The meal was soup, bread and olives, the men were so grateful, and our whole team loved serving them! Mark especially! He passed, he swept, he cleaned, he carried, he even mopped the bathroom. And he had a smile on his face the whole time.
We all went to be tired, sore and happy that we were able to serve the refugees physical food and the students Living Water. Pray that the seeds that we plant are fertilized with questions and prayer and that they eventually grow into a relationship with Jesus!
