I've been in "emergency mode" for the past two weeks. By that I mean I´ve had to attend a ton of emergency meetings to try to fix some major things that blew up in the church. Here´s what happenned.
Two Sundays ago, I had an inkling that things weren't going to go perfectly. We were going to have a budget meeting with the church after the service. I had thoughts of budget meetings at Campus Baptist, where the budget is presented, three or four respectful questions are asked, and then it's approved.
Not so on that day. We spent 45 minutes just debating the approval of the minutes from the previous meeting. Obviously something was brewing. And Holly said that she saw Galatians 5:15 come alive, "But if you bite and devour one another, beware lest you be consumed by one another!"
Towards the end of the meeting a group of people stood up and read a letter basically sharing their desire to say "chau" to the Colombian pastor.
Of course this type of thing sends major shudders through the whole church. There was group of people who met almost every night for a week or two. Other people see the unbiblical foundations of such a tactic. Last Sunday the tension was palpable in the service.
As a church we need to work through many details of this situation. People were offended verbally. The Bible was not followed. As the interim pastor I felt like resigning on the Monday after this happened. Now I see that God needs to work through this situation to purify His church.
I´ve been mostly working on an individual or family level with this problem, slowly unraveling the knots of problems that should have been handled biblically a long time ago.
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We took our first trip out of Cundinamarca (the department in which Bogota lies), crossing the border into Boyaca on our way to the city of Tunja, which has a population estimated at about 124,000. The drive of two hours is breathtaking and a good challenge for our Renault 9 (forget about running it with natural gas, it wouldn't make it).
As we arrived at Tunja, we drove by instinct to the center plaza, where I left Holly and the kids to look for our hotel. As I walked across the plaza, a man walking parallel to me made eye contact and greeted me. We talked for about five minutes about how it is to live in Tunja. In Bogota that would hardly ever happen! I was experiencing culture shock. That first impression continued for the whole time we were in Tunja. A whole group of girls on a school trip approached us to ask where we were from. Several police officers offered to help me find our hotel... the list goes on, but I was impressed with the friendliness of the people.
As far as churches in Tunja... lots of Catholic churches and few, if any sound Bible-teaching churches. We saw four evangelical churches, but probably only one would be of sound doctrine. The people are very Catholic. Lots of young people poured out of the Sunday mass. Everyone I talked to said that they were Catholic and believed very strongly in the "Virgin."
The most interesting experience was visiting a monastery where the "Virgin" had supposedly appeared hundreds of years ago. A man was sitting on the steps, reading his prayer book. I approached him and struck up a conversation. It turns out that he has two major problems: his son is into drugs and he's involved in adultery with someone. He was there to ask the "Virgin" for help with these two areas. He was very willing to listen to what I had to say about the gospel, but it is so radically different from his background and experience. The mentality of looking to the "Virgin" for everything and the idea that we have to always be "confessed up" with the priest or we're up a crick clouded his understanding. It least I was able to share the gospel with him and leave a gospel of John with him.
This trip was part of a desire that God has placed on my heart to see how we can expand our church planting out of Bogota and the surrounding towns. It may only be a dream, but I'm going to be praying that God would give us wisdom and a deeper desire to reach all of this country for Christ.
In the post below you will see some photos from our trip in the following order...border of Boyaca, Tunja from the north, central plaza from our hotel window, the cathedral outside and inside, and the last two are of the monastery.
