Ethiopian Bible School Update

Here’s a post for those of you following the Bible Training Center in Mikelle, Tigray, Ethiopia:

I got an email this morning from the hosting service for the website we created for Harvest in Ethiopia three years ago letting me know that the renewal was coming due in February.  So much has happened since we began the process of opening the first evangelical training center in Northern Ethiopia in 2014.  It’s been an incredible, first-hand, faith building experience for me, my family and all of you that have supported the development of the school.

The building that the school calls home is fully funded.  We raised $260K in a just couple of years through private donations.  That alone was a miracle.  We’re in an excellent location in the city, there is room to add onto the structure, we have business tenants paying rent on the first floor to help offset ongoing operational expenses – we have a lot for which to be thankful.

Six weeks ago, week we had a pastor's conference for all of the Evangelical pastors in the State of Tigray at the Bible School.   There were over 40 in attendance.  Dr. John did most of the speaking with 11 sessions.  Dr. John said, “I was blessed and the Lord blessed all of the attendees.”

Currently, there are 2 classes in the third year program working on their Bachelor Degrees.  Another second year class is underway working on their Diplomas.  We hope to begin a new class for students in the Certificate program very soon.

Dr. John and several of the teachers from the school are traveling across Tigray this week to four separate cities conducting services, seminars and assessing interest in satellite campuses.  Please keep Dr. John and his team in your prayers over the next month.  Pray for doors to be opened and God’s plan for the people of Northern Ethiopia to be fulfilled.

While the building is fully funded, if you're interested in contributing financially to the school, those funds will be used to begin satellite schools in neighboring cities, books for the library and additional furniture for the school.  On another note, if you know an American Pastor/Instructor that’s interested in teaching at the school – even if it’s just a week – I’m happy to help line up a time for you to do that.

I appreciate all of the support, prayer and contributions that have made this school come to life. It has been incredible to be part of God’s plan for building the kingdom in Northern Ethiopia.

If you would like to contribute, checks can be made to:

New Life Christian Fellowship

MEMO: Ethiopia Bible School

Mailing Address:

New Life Christian Fellowship

2237 E Reid Rd

Grand Blanc, MI 49439

You can also contribute on line via PayPal at:

www.harvestinethiopia.com/donate

The Invitation

Beautifully written by my beautiful wife Staci...

"The Invitation

Long and wordy, as always...

Several of my FB friends began the year discussing a "Word of the Year". This is a word they wanted to live out intentionally in 2016. Because I like words, (shocker) I entertained the idea. The word "invitation" lingered on that scary periphery of my mind and I kept brushing it off. That is silly. It doesn't mean anything. Am I getting invited to a bunch of things because they had better be tropical vacations. And if not? Heck to the no. No time for invites.

Yet, I couldn't brush it off. It kept playing in my mind.

Invitation.

Once in January I came upon a Bible verse I had never noticed. "Do not forget to show hospitality to strangers, for by so doing some people have shown hospitality to angels without knowing it. " Hebrews 13:2 I showed it to Jason. Have you seen this? That's really crazy, huh?

This verse I had never remembered reading appeared in different places twice more in January. "Invitation"

I began to study hospitality a bit. I can organize a funeral dinner in a flash and have always been certain hospitality is a gift I have. I mean, I can bake cookies for people, right? I serve? But biblical hospitality is actually very different. The word is translated from Greek into two words meaning "one who loves strangers/immigrants like you would your own brother." Now. You all know my brother, right?

And then, I often see this verse shared, but it also began jumping out at me over and over...
"For I was hungry and you gave me something to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me something to drink, I was a stranger and you invited me in," Matthew 25:35 There's that radical hospitality again, inviting people and showing hospitality to the stranger.

BUT....
I am a loner. If it's too loud in the house (and it is ONE HUNDRED PERCENT OF THE TIME) I escape to my room and get away. I run errands alone. We moved away from suburbia so I could work in my flowers without the threat of someone coming to chat. (No joke) I fight this on the daily. Call it social anxiety, introversion, selfishness -whatever. It is most certainly uninviting and inhospitable.

Maybe this alone time is an excuse to not let others know the cracks in me or our home. The places where I am weak. The places we fail as a family. Our sarcastic tones with each other. Our arguments. My dinner failures where I end up mad at the whole crew. My closets which hide a multitude of things. I have zero interest in inviting people into that mess, let alone a stranger and treating them like my brother. (Who easily gets into our pantry, into our fridge, and under my skin.)

There are a million reasons not to invite anyone anywhere near it at all. Because, it is a mess. Yet, we did it once. And let me tell you, every dirty closet, every crack in our family foundation was exposed. We were not equipped or educated. We simply did this small invite and had NO idea. We had to rely on God to sustain us and patch up the holes, fill in the cracks, and smooth out the rough edges. Oh yes, that "stranger" benefited from our invite, but we benefited so much more by being refined as we learned to love a hot-wiring-house-climbing- toaster-disassembling-stranger as a son.

So, I'm back to inviting. I'm forcing myself to take one of our kids to the grocery, to help me make a meal, to come into our room for a chat. My selfish self wants to say, "I need my me time." But, I'm overriding that by saying, "God, show me whom to invite. Show me whom to love as a brother. Show me the kid today that needs my time. Show me the stranger that needs my messy family and I will say yes. I am willing to go through that painful refining process again to be better. I will do the inviting, God, you bring the angels."

And he has..."