Julio

The image of the sower in Matthew 13:18 has always resonated with me, as I have scattered lots of seeds in all sorts of ground: addicted, unbelieving, incarcerated, overworked, and often receptive. 

I have witnessed many people receive the word with joy, drinking it into their thirsty souls.  I’ve watched them grow before my eyes.  And yet for the countless Bible studies I’ve led and individuals and families I’ve visited, I’ve seen very little fruit.

I don’t know what’s happened to most of the people I’ve ministered to a chaplain of Skagit County Jail and in Tierra Nueva’s migrant ministry.  Inmates have often gone off to prison, from which they’ve been deported or released to a new life in some place unknown to me.  I rarely hear what happens to people who have heard the word.  I’ve clung to texts like Isaiah 55:10-11, which have brought me some comfort.

“For as the rain and the snow come down from heaven, and do not return there without watering the earth, and making it bear and sprout, and furnishing seed to the sower and bread to the eater;  So shall my word be which goes forth from my mouth.  It shall not return to me empty, without accomplishing what I desire, and without succeeding in the matter for which I sent it.”

Eighteen years ago I met a young man named Julio in Skagit County Jail.   At that time he was a scrappy gang banger from Stockton, California, caught up in PCP and crack cocaine addiction and dealing drugs for income.  I did one-on-one visits with him while he was in jail, and was increasingly drawn to him.   He called me “Pastor Robert”. 

Julio and I hit it off, and when he was out of jail I began visiting him and his girlfriend in the apartment from which Julio sold drugs.  Julio asked me to read the Bible with him and his girl friend and to pray.  Our Bible studies were constantly interrupted by customers wanting to buy drugs—many of whom I knew from jail Bible studies. Julio invited everyone who came by to join in and learn about God.  He was a natural evangelist.  I loved him.

Julio and his girlfriend had two beautiful daughters together, which added more financial pressures and stress to their relationship. In spite of my best counseling efforts, he and his girlfriend broke up.  Julio took his daughters to live with his mom in Arizona.  He worked at one of the skills he’d learned from his stepfather—smuggling people through the desert to safety.

 

He would tell me how his drug addiction was taking a toll on his health.  It was hard to keep in contact with him with his constantly changing cell phone numbers.  Many times we were out of touch for months.  He was always on my heart.  My prayers would be answered when he’d call me out of the blue and we’d reconnect and pray together over the phone.  His young daughters would sometimes call me, saying “Pastor Robert, can you pray for my dad.” 

I felt my limitations as a pastor all the time with this wily, beloved sheep, and have prayed for him all these years, imaging myself carrying him up and laying him before Jesus.  My love for Julio and longing to see him grow drove me closer to Jesus, asking for wisdom, training, more love, more of the Holy Spirit—whatever was needed. 

Two weeks ago Julio called me out of the blue.  Pastor Robert.  “I’m leaving where I’m at and I’m moving back to Washington.  I’m ready to surrender to Jesus and to work with you at Tierra Nueva!”  He’d been on a Greyhound bus for 2 ½ days already and asked if I could pick him up.  He was three hours from Mount Vernon!

Julio moved into our building and has become part of our life again.  Last Sunday we baptized him.  He’s been going out with us on missions to pray for people, and loves it. This has been deeply encouraging to me, and I’m celebrating the realizing of Psalm 126:5-6.

“Those who sow in tears shall reap with joyful shouting.  He who goes to and fro weeping, carrying his bag of seed, shall indeed come again with a shout of joy, bringing his sheaves with him.”

Please pray for him as he starts out afresh as Jesus’ disciple and our newest recruit.  Please pray for his 15 and 17 year-old daughters, who are living on their own now in Mexico, and their mom who is now in prison.   Lift them before the Good Shepherd, Jesus himself.  He knows where they are and how to bring them home.

Hope in Dark Places: Reflections from S. Korea and Thailand

We just returned from three weeks in Korea and Thailand.  There we witnessed first-hand the Spirit calling people into missions, we served alongside front-line missionaries who care for women and men in prostitution, and participated in prayers of confession and repentance to address larger macro-powers.

In Korea I led a retreat for about 200 members of Jubilee Church, a congregation of young mostly-Asian English-speaking ex-pats living and working in Seoul.  Jubilee’s mission statement is Isaiah 61, and the Holy Spirit was strongly present to call people into Jesus’ ministry, visibly filling and healing people.  Many expressed their longing to follow Jesus into the darkest places—and Thailand definitely qualifies. (Jubilee prayer team is first picture below).

Next stop was Bangkok, where I met with Jennie-Joy, a young, joy-filled missionary working with Nightlight to advocate for individual women trafficked from other nations so they can get out of the sex trade (second photo below).

Iven and Kashmira Hauptman welcomed me into their home in the heart of one of Bangkok’s red-light districts.  Iven invited me on a several-hour loop around the National Palace and Emerald Buddha Temple, where we encountered dozens of young men awaiting customers as free-lance prostitutes. 

We talked to a number of guys about Jesus and prayed for those who accepted our offers to bless them, as potential customers slowly cruised by.  Iven and Kashmira are fluent in Thai, have built relationships with their neighbors and many of these young men, with whom they envision starting a church.

My third stop was Pattaya, Thailand, home to the world’s largest sex-tourism scene and meeting place for two gatherings of missionaries living and serving the poor in slum communities with Servants and the New Friars. Gracie and our 17-year-old daughter, Anna, joined me to minister to these missionaries. 

While there we went out on the streets three nights to pray for people in the heart of the red-light district, and to discern what Jesus would have us notice and do in response (third photo below).  Walking the streets was highly disturbing, and yet intercession seemed urgent and came naturally as the despair and emptiness of the women and men selling themselves and also the customers was in our faces.

We knew that an old US Air Force Base “U-Tapau” was close by, from which US B-52 bombers left to bomb Cambodia, Laos and North Vietnam during the Vietnam War.  Many directly link the death and terror from these bombing campaigns to the rise to power of Khmer Rogue, and Pol Pot’s execution of hundreds of thousands of Cambodians.

We were also aware that the US military had used Pattaya as an R&R site, and that sex tourism got it’s start there largely due to US troop presence.  One evening after a prayer walk through the heart of the prostitution scene, my friend Tom and I waded into Pattaya Bay and confessed nation’s sins, re-affirming our baptisms.  We felt God’s strong presence hovering over the waters.

At the Easter Sunday we included an act of public confession and repentance for US’s use and abuse of Pattaya as part of our celebration of Jesus’ victory over the powers (see below).  Many Americans joined me as I led these prayers (fourth photo) and Cambodian participants and ministry workers living in Phnom Penh offered declarations of forgiveness. 

The following week our daughter, Anna volunteered with Tamar Project, a ministry that reaches out to women in prostitution.  Anna was deeply impacted as she worked alongside women whom Tamar staff had befriended and offered employment through their bakery, café and greeting card businesses (final photo).

Anna’s experience of working alongside the women was life-changing, reminding us that Jesus’ love is deeply personal and relational, and can overcome any barrier.  It breaks the grip of evil as people surrender to the crucified and risen Victor.

Prayers of Confession (March 31, 2013, Pattaya, Thailand)

I confess and renounce the sin of the United States of America of using and abusing the land of Thailand, the city of Pattaya as a launching pad for bombing raids on Viet Nam, Cambodia and Laos.  I renounce US Imperial designs and lament the death and ongoing destruction that have resulted and continue to be felt.

I confess and repent of the sin of American soldiers, military personnel and other citizens of using Thai and Cambodian women as objects and for and any role the US played in contributing to the rise of prostitution in SE Asia.

We declare that there is no justification for these actions.

We repent of the sin of misrepresenting God through these behaviors [since many people would have viewed the US as a Christian nation].

We ask the people of Thailand, Cambodia, Laos and Vietnam for forgiveness for these sins in the name of Jesus.

Links to people and ministries

Jubilee Church, Seoul, http://jubileeseoul.com

Jenny Joy Tefler,  http://seedswillgrow.com/partners

Iven and Kasmira Hauptman, http://ivenandkashmira.com                                          

Tamar Project, www.tamarcenter.org/en                                                                 

Servants, http://servantsasia.org