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Today we had the incredible privilege of heading up into the mountains over 5,000 feet and visiting a home which is used weekly for church. The husband and wife, Reginaldo “Canche” and Luky, clear out the few possessions they have and preach the Gospel to those that live in the Mayan village of Rex’quix. Despite their dirt floors and sparse furnishings, the selflessness of this couple is overwhelming, and extremely convicting.

Apart from hearing their story, and experiencing their infectious love for Jesus, Jennifer and I were both captivated by their children. We were there for less than three minutes when I look over and see Jenny holding a little girl. Rebekah clung to Jenny’s neck tightly as my wife wept. It was a precious few minutes that eventually turned into laughter as an impromptu fashion show started.

Shortly after, I jumped in with my senior pastor, Kirk Gilchrist, as he started playing with a small group of little girls that clung to the side of the house, spying on us. His son Joseph ended up filming me as we played, a memory which I won’t soon forget.

My life has already been changed in so many ways, I can’t imagine being challenged even more. But I was today, simply by playing with children in a mountain village I never even knew existed. Such is the Kingdom.

“Truly I tell you, unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven.”

Jesus of Nazareth
Matthew 18:3

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Exterior view of Canche and Luky’s house.

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Wide angle view of the house and surrounding hillside.

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Interior of their home; room used for church meetings.

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Canche and Luky’s kitchen.

Guat.Hop

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Our hop over to Guatemala has been eye-opening, heart-breaking and awe-inspiring.

Beautiful people.

Breathtaking country.

Rich history.

Gut-wrenching abuse.

Life-long Christ-commitment.

Sacrificial love.

Today, Pastor Joseph Gilchrist and I had the unprecedented honor of sharing Biblical truths on sex with one-thousand public high school students. The Superintendant of Schools allowed 3 grades to fill a local church in San Cristobel 3 times.

Jennifer sang over them, and Joseph and I presented God’s life-altering perspectives on sexuality and purity. It was a rare privilege, when we get to do one more time tomorrow!

Here are some pics from today, as well as from our time in Antigua and Guatemala City.

Enjoy!

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Sitting On Top of The World

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For who do you know that really knows you, knows your heart? And even if they did, is there anything they would discover in you that you could take credit for? Isn’t everything you have and everything you are sheer gifts from God? So what’s the point of all this comparing and competing? You already have all you need. You already have more access to God than you can handle. Without bringing either Apollos or me into it, you’re sitting on top of the world—at least God’s world—and we’re right there, sitting alongside you!

-Paul to the church in Corinth, Greece
1 Corinthians 4:7-8 MSG

I suppose there are at least a few of you wondering what I might say post-China. And even if you aren’t, I am. Perhaps I’ve been reticent to write anything because I’m not exactly sure what to say or where to start. At least not on a profound level.

China is hard to articulate, simply because there’s so much of it. So much to see. So many people. Digesting it all takes a while. Spiritually. Politically. Emotionally.

But I think the one thing that stands out to me the most–and perhaps a good starting point for debriefing any journey–is simply recognizing how blessed I am.

(Is it so self-centered to describe another nation firstly based on what mine affords me?)

I have so much. Because it’s been given to me. I’m sitting on top of the world. And I have the whole world to give away.

I’m admiring cleanness, and the effort it takes to create it, in a new way. I’m appreciating space in a new way. And I’m savoring freedom in a new way.

Thankfulness for the insignificant grants us permission to offer the significant to others with humility.

I’m endeavoring to dedicate myself to be counted among the most grateful people I know. I think this is a noble and worthy pursuit. I have a long way to go, but I’m growing evermore convinced that it’s the only way to adequately suppress pride, and likewise activate the childlike wonder of loving life and loving God.

Post-China begins with taking account of everything I’ve been blessed with, and critically asking myself how I’m using all of my faculties to serve others for the sake of the Gospel.

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China Bound

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Tomorrow morning at 3:30am, I begin the long voyage to China. I’m excited to see a new land, one which I’ve read so much about. But I’m sad to be leaving my family, and will miss deeply.

For the interests of security, my mission will remain simply that I’m going to encourage leaders dedicated to shaping China’s future.

I’ll be back on the 24th, eager to see my wife and kids, and to share all the exciting news from the trip with those nearest me.

“Souls or I die.”

–William Carey

Thanks for lifting me and my team up.

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8th Annual Writers Bootcamp Getaway Weekend

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Eight years ago, my new-found friend, Wayne, and I decided to embark on a mutual dream of forming an Inklings group of our own. But distance was not our friend, he being in Maryland and I being in northern New York. So rather than a weekly gathering in some local pub, we decided upon meeting for a full weekend at a locale halfway between his home and mine.

The result has been a faithful convergence on a poetic (if not sleepy) Pennsylvanian town or city for the last eight years. And what a blessing it’s been for both of us. The mutual camaraderie is immeasurably valuable, as are the long talks concerning writing, plot and character development, theology, doctrines of the faith. Not to mention the verbose amount of gregarious guffawing we engage in.

And threading through it all are the continuous clicks of our laptop keys as we work on our next stories for the world to read. Wayne is working on a new supernatural thriller series called GHOST, while I’m very close to announcing the title and release date of my newest work, codenamed TSR.

Here’s to Inkblots everywhere who enjoy fellowship and the pursuit of the intellectual.

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Back in Narnia

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I wish international travel was as easy as stepping through a wardrobe. But it’s 2012. So planes must suffice.

22 hours later and we’re home.

Thanks to our wonderful hosts on this week-long journey: Sylvain & Line Freymond, Bedig & Rebekah Nassanian, and Doug & Merrie Gresham. We cherish you all; you are valuable to the King and the Kingdom.

For now, Jennifer and I are back among our children, our patch of earth, ensconced in the Thousand Islands, and planted once again among our people.

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Photos in Malta

Malta is beautiful. Historical. And rather magical. Full of new discoveries, old realities, and precious friends.

Here’s the evidence by iPhone.

Enjoy.

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Europe or Bust

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Jenny and I are off to Switzerland for the annual Discerning the Times Conference in Yverdon, about an hour outside of Geneva. We’re excited to see dear friends again, and honored by yet another opportunity to pour into the nations. I recently told a close friend, “As long as God keeps asking us, we’ll keep saying yes.” From there we head to Malta.

Please keep our children and our travels in your prayers. Stay tuned for pics and updates.

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Europe In Pics

I just got in late last night from Europe.

Exhausted.

But as a Christ-follower, having one’s life spent on the welfare of others is one of the greatest blessings imaginable.

Speaking and leading worship at the Radikal For Jesus youth conference in northern France is always inspiring. I’ve rarely attended a more spiritually-free gathering anywhere in the world. Nations represented include Scotland, Mexico, Spain, Belgium, Congo and Switzerland.

I managed two quick stops in Madrid and Brussels on this trip too. Always great photo-ops.

Among my favorite moments were the messages, the 4-hour long worship sets, 1 planned baptism and 15 spontaneous ones, and celebrating my 10th year of working with Church Without Walls in Longwy, France.

Here’s my trip in pics.

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And Three If By Air

TEN TIPS FOR AIR TRAVEL

Traveling by air, like anything, can become an art. It can also become a monster, growling and gnawing at you if done wrong.

In light of yesterday’s flight from CLT-SYR, I thought I’d post a few tips. It’s by no means exhaustive, so feel free to add your own.

1.) The TSA is a joke.

I don’t know how else to say it. Knowing this simple fact will help you stay even-keeled when in security.

People that have 100% access to the aircraft – like rampers and gate agents – don’t pass any airport security (and are paid minimum wage; propensity for coercion anyone?), while pilots (who could literally do anything they want to an aircraft) are subject to the same crazy searches we are.

That being said, rules for what should or should not be placed in or outside a bin, on the conveyor belt, left on or taken off your person, are due to change at the whim of whatever over titled, under-credentialed agent you encounter.

2.) Check TSA’s website.

Marking 10 years since 9-11, you’re finally able to pack almost everything in a carry-on again. This is especially helpful for short trips, or those who prefer packing light (like me). Contrary to popular belief, shaving kits are no longer considered threats, fingernail clippers have ceased being a hijacker’s weapon of choice, and even solid-stick deodorants are allowed to stay in your bag (apparently filling them with C4 is out of style).

And while you still need to take your shoes off to go through security, children under 12 can keep them on now. (Terrorists don’t mind blowing up innocent people, but they’re quite averted to putting shoe bombs on random orphans).

Any drinks, however, must be consumed in their entirety or be thrown out before going through security. (That HCL you’re carrying may not burn a hole in your sleekly altered plastic bottle, but it sure does a number on your digestive system).

Checking their website can help you know how to pack. And because they’re constantly changing protocol, it’s worth checking regularly if you fly a lot.

3.) Get good luggage.

When purchasing luggage for check-in, I prefer non-fabric, non-zipping. Samsonite clam-shell style cases have been the best I’ve ever owned. Strong, lightweight, and durable. They’ve never gotten knocked out of alignment (where they no longer close right), they hold a lot (with new weight restrictions, often too much), and they protect well. I’ve had one since 2002 with over 500,000 international miles on it.

Granted, I recently broke this rule with a higher-end TJ Maxx find, but it was calculated: the bag was med-sized, had super-heavy-duty zipper construction (ye’ big ole’ fat kind), and the nylon weave exterior was extremely dense and double layered. It’s served very well for shorter trips.

Asking people in the airline industry what they prefer is always a good idea. Certain manufactures try and make handles, wheels, and overall dimensions conducive to the majority of aircraft types.

4.) Roll your clothes.

Yes, it really does create more space.

5.) Leave a little extra room for your return flight. Whether it’s an item your friend wants you to bring back with you as a gift, to souvenirs you purchased at the airport, to a bag of cashews you bought at a gas station but never quite finished, you’ll virtually always be bringing back more than you left with.

6.) Use technology.

While I may be a pastor, the only thing truly sacred is His presence. Therefore, that beautiful, leather-bound, 8″x10″ beast of a Bible I’ve loved so dearly over the years? Yeah, she stays home.

All my notes, messages, Bible translations, concordances, cross-referencing software, and bookmarks are kept on my iPad, iPhone, and MacBook Pro. Should they all be stolen or fail, everything is backed up to two different cloud services. And when all else fails, I’ve either memorized my messages and scriptures in advance, or I snag a Bible from someone willing to lend me theirs.

Because of the advent of the e-reading age, I also take a whole library of books with me, as well as my music. Loading and charging your devices properly ahead of time can help fight boredom later. And I rarely get so much free time to read as I do on planes.

7.) Think power.

I always pack a three-socket 10′ extension chord in my bag. While carrying my chargers is important, often there is no wall outlet close by (this goes for airports and destinations). That home extension chord has saved me more times than I can count.

I also carry a AA backup charger for my iPhones. The day Apple finally finds a smart phone battery that last for than a day will be celebrated in the Hopper house with gusto.

In addition, I keep multiple terminus convertors (or plug adapters) for each nation I frequent (and purposely collect them). While almost every gadget I own will have a power convertor built in (110v-220v), the physical plugs need to be changed. No more than a dollar or two, without them you ain’t got nuthin’.

8.) Embrace your new clock.

While there are a myriad of remedies – natural to neurotic – that help with jet-lag, the best tip I’ve found for adjusting to time change is all on the opening day (especially traveling east).

If you land in Europe at 7:30am, resist that urge for a 5-8 hour nap. Sleep at 12noon for an hour, but then stay up as late as you can. By day 2, you’ll be feeling more acclimated and alert. This practice is especially useful on short international trips.

9.) Stay hydrated.

Planes are, by nature of air filtration, a dry environment. Resist your soda pop, ask for bottles (or multiple cups) of water instead.

10.) Be yourself, but be courteous.

I like talking with people. I’m an extravert. But not everyone I meet is. Learning how to engage in casual in-flight conversation can be daunting, but rewarding. I have friends to this day that I met on flights.

But some people are over-talkers. Having a pair if earbuds or a book/e-reader is a great way to politely signal, “I’m tired if talking and would like to be left alone.” ch:

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It’s About the People

People last forever.

Their eternal value, and location, were and still are of upmost importance to Jesus. Thus His irrefutable actions to ensure their redemption, if they so desire it.

With each passing year, this emphasis on the pricelessly incomparable worth of people promotes itself in my understanding.

It’s never about the places we travel, but the people we travel to.

It’s never about the weather we’re in, but the people in the weather.

Nor is it about the economies, languages, styles, or foods. While all noteworthy in their own way, such novelties are mere shadows of the more important form.

People.

The weight and sadness I feel of saying goodbye to people I’ve known less then 72 hours is, at times, overwhelming. And beautiful. I understand more of Jesus’ groaning, Paul’s longing, and John’s heartache.

As I snapped this picture of Alexis, one of my exuberant little YWAM students, sending a letter on to Jenny via my backpack, I was reminded again of the reason I left my family for a few days this week.

Where Alexis spends eternity matters, as do those she’s being equipped to serve with the rest if her life.

Because people are the only thing you can bring with you.

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The Blur Effect

Wasn’t it just July?

Probably one the most frequent conversations my wife and I have stems around the elusive, missing months.

Where did ________ go?

It’s gotten so bad that we don’t even have to say it anymore. We’ll both just feel it, look at each other, and say something like, “Yeah, I know.”

But then, when did time ever feel slow?

My knee jerk reaction was when I was in 5th grade. Long summer days. Playing outside from 7am to dusk with my buddies. Summer took half the year. Now it takes half a week.

But as I was sitting in the doctor’s office waiting room the other day, I realized there was a time ten years ago where I was bored in such a place. There wasn’t a flatscreen TV on the wall. I didn’t have an iPhone glued to my hip. Nor did I have a MacBook Pro or iPad slipped in my backpack. Just a stack of crusty, over-read magazines on a coffee table drenched with the bubonic plague.

The point is, I’ve realized it’s impossible to be bored today.

There is always something to see, read, look up, or connect to. Wi-fi, cellular, broadband. Always something to keep us distracted.

Think about it. When was the last time you were actually bored?

While every one of us in the modern age could do with a little less internet access and TV time, nostalgia could very easily jump in and say, “We must have simpler times again. Death to smartphones!”

But that’s a pretty easy copout.

The greater, more astute determination is what are you busying yourself with? Distractions of the right sort can actually keep us from pursuing the wrong course.

I want to be distracted from self-centeredness by serving my family. I want to be distracted from the mundane by living out the Gospel in front of unsaved people. I want to be so preoccupied with the creative advancement of the Kingdom that I don’t have time to fret over the failing kingdoms of man.

Working hard, staying focused, and being the consummate student are all things I was raised to do. It’s amazing how often I encounter people who are allergic to “hard work without a break.” As if their mandatory smoke break or magical vacation solve everything. Which they don’t.

It’s how you play your life that counts, not how you pause it.

So if the scenery seems blurry to you, don’t worry about the speed: the course is far more important. And the passengers.

I’m running fast with my wife and children. We’re proclaiming the Gospel with every ounce of energy we have. Every creative idea. Every mile traveled.

The key to living “at speed” is being a better savorer then a backward looker. Because while you may be traveling at a great rate of speed outside, inside the vehicle you’re at a relative “0.”

The moments we have are fleeting. Cherish them. But keep moving forward, as there are many more to come.

Let’s change the question “Where did the week go?” to “How did you live it?” ch:

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