Saturday, December 23, 2006

Letter to Santa

December 20, 2006
Dear Santa Claus,

I hope you don’t mind that this is my first letter to you ever. As you probably realize, your relevance in my life was very minimal for the first 19 or so years and at this point I think I’m past the point of hoping you will slide down the chimney. Besides, I could never keep someone straight who is supposed to look like Tim Allen, Billy Bob Thornton, and Jimmy Durante all at the same time. At any rate, ‘tis the season to write you a letter.

First, my wish list. These are the things that I hope you can attend to, Santa. Now I realize that most of them can’t be wrapped and carried in your sleigh, but I have faith that you can work something out. You seem like the resourceful type.
--Financial and prayer partners for the work being done in New Orleans and the Gulf Coast. So many people gave so much right after the storm, but this is a long, slow process of recovery and rebuilding and we will need sustained resources for a while. Plus as you know, Santa, being a volunteer ain’t free!
--Peace from crime and violence in New Orleans
--Justice restored to local government
--New affordable and safe homes for thousands of still-displaced residents
--Families to come back and live in those homes
--Bureaucracy-free dealings with FEMA and the Road Home Program
--A healthy and effective school system that provides a just and quality education for all New Orleans children

Now is my gift list. Since it seems you have a tireless workforce and unlimited supply of goodies, here are the things for which I am thankful this season. I’m counting on you to make sure these people get the gifts they deserve.
--The CURE pastors who work tirelessly to serve and shepherd their congregations (many still far-flung), while also repairing their own homes, churches, and lives. I’m so grateful that I’ve had the opportunity to spend time with these men, who understand the idea of church-led community development and the importance of that being facilitated by indigenous leaders. Santa, please give them extra time to do what they need to do, since many of them are working an additional job besides their pastoring. Please also give them people who will care for their needs and also some rest!
--The warm and generous people who have opened their homes to me and my team. Santa, I know you’ve made a list and checked it twice, but just in case you forgot some I’ll remind you who I’m talking about. Our friends at Desire Street Ministries who have welcomed us into their extended circle of friends. The friends we have made at Redeemer Presbyterian Church who have shared meals, stories, laughs, and wisdom with us. Please grant them a peaceful and joyful holiday season. Please bring some gifts for the kiddies as well as the grown-ups.
--All the people that have come to New Orleans to be a part of the rebuilding of this great city. I have found friends in unexpected places and never thought there would be such a strong community of dedicated people with a heart to see this place restored. I think they would like some rest and relaxation during the holidays and also some good quality time with their friends and families. For the people who have been doing manual labor, I think you could throw in a massage or two, eh?
--The encouragers and supporters who have reached out to me from all over the globe. I couldn’t be here without realizing that my work has more widespread effects than I can see, and these people remind me of that everyday. Please give them a safe and happy holiday season. And a gift-wrapped token of my appreciation. Maybe a fruit basket?
--Of course, baby Jesus. (You know the holiday is about Him, actually, not you Santa. Sorry!) It’s because He left the comforts of heaven, dressed as a baby, to come down to Earth and relate to the joys and pains of human beings that I have the opportunity to relate to the joys and pains of the people in New Orleans. The biggest gift goes to Him since He sees the world and chooses to love, and from that flows grace, peace, joy, faith, and truth. There’s really no gift that would match what Jesus has given so Santa, do whatever He tells you to do!

Thanks Santa!

Yours Truly,



Emily






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Saturday, December 09, 2006

going going going

i feel like it's been quite the whirlwind since i returned to new orleans after thanksgiving break. seems i've just been going non-stop. i arrived back in town on a monday afternoon, worked three days that week, and then headed to central mississippi for a retreat with the other Gulf Coast Mission volunteers. this was a good time to get away and find some space away from our usual busy-ness, but anyone who knows me knows that i can't really relax in the middle of nowhere for too long. like i said to my roommate emily, spending time in audubon park is country enough for me. we returned this past sunday afternoon, just in time to watch the amazing race!

this week at work kept me busy too. we are working on identifying properties to pursue in the process of acquiring land to develop new affordable housing. i feel like i am in way over my head but i love it. the workdays are heavy on the administrative side, which the organization-freak in me loves, but i do wish we were out in the community more, making relationships with residents. at this point, though, there are just not that many people in the Upper Ninth Ward. Check out these websites, which show the things that we’re working on: www.cdc5812.org, www.unwca.org, www.curenola.org. on Wednesday night we attended a screening for a new documentary film called "Left Behind" about the public school situation in this city. the film was very interesting, as it pointed to the dismal public education system in New Orleans as one of the factors that contributed to a community at its breaking point, as displayed in the aftermath of Katrina. then, i spent the last few days of this week in bed with a cold L winter is real here in the south! there have been freezing warnings this week and it always shocks me when i step outside that it can get this cold in new orleans. not to mention that when you have volunteers do the electrical wiring for your office space, the central heat might not work. and by might i mean definitely. so add that to the adventures of the week.

looking at my calendar, this coming week is going to be crazy!! i have: a meeting monday night, a meeting tuesday afternoon, a meeting all day thursday. wednesday, i need to find a way to be in two places at once because we have a volunteer group coming and also John Perkins visiting. John Perkins is the founder of the Christian Community Development Association, a model on which Mission Year and Desire Street Ministries are based. Mr. Perkins will be spending the day with the CURE pastors on Wednesday and then speaking to a larger group on Wednesday evening. To top all this off, my mom is coming into town and i get to have dinner with her two nights next week! now, i understand that three meetings in one week might not seem like such a big deal, but most of the events and meetings that we go to for CURE or Desire Street are things that myself and my teammate Emily are planning and organizing. so that's why we're so busy!

i've been going through an advent calendar from my church and it has helped put me in the proper frame of mind for this season. it is a time of anticipation and hope and excitement, as we know what will be borne out of this preparation. as i read the words of zechariah, the father of john the baptist, i was reminded again just how revolutionary is this God of ours: "Praise be to the Lord, the God of Israel, because he has come and has redeemed his people. He has raised up a horn of salvation for us in the house of his servant David (as he said through his holy prophets of long ago), salvation from our enemies and from the hand of all who hate us--to show mercy to our fathers and to remember his holy covenant, the oath he swore to our father Abraham: to rescue us from the hand of our enemies, and to enable us to serve him without fear in holiness and righteousness before him all our days." (Luke 1.67-75)

May you find peace and joy in this season of anticipation!

Tuesday, November 14, 2006

at home in broadmoor

first, it started with the trucks. these big, huge trucks parked right in front of my house. i knew this was a bad sign. you see, i've seen the trucks before...just not in front of my house. i see the trucks all the time, in fact, since living in new orleans right now includes demolition and construction as facts of life. but there they were, right in front of our house. now logic told me that they would be focused on the house next door to mine, which has not yet been gutted. on my block, there are about seven or eight houses. i think there are four on my side of the street. besides our house and the house to the right (occupied by construction workers) the other houses are all empty. directly across from us is a house with a FEMA trailer directly in front. it took me a while to realize but there is no one living in that trailer, or that house. next to that house is a double shotgun that appears to have been gutted, but no one living inside. two houses down from us, we saw some people about a month ago loading up a storage container in front of the house. oooh, action! we tried to meet these people but they were very intent on continuing the process. the house immediately to our left was never gutted. i could stand on our back porch and see the house's back door open with things sort of tumbled out (a stove, clothes, a big wicker basket, etc). we didnt know what was happening with the house. and then, there were the trucks.

i wanted to ask the demolition-ish looking men which house was gonna go, but i saw another guy come over and so i asked him. he confirmed my suspicions, that it would indeed be the house to our left. the owner of the house has a medical condition and she was too concerned about the mold to just go through and gut it. so she's having it torn down and will re-build. she's living now in kenner (a suburb about 10 miles west of here) and i guess she plans to come back.

so just like that, emily and i watched the house come down. it shook our house and prevented me from taking a nap. it's taking up most of the block with the trucks and crane/claw machine. and where there was once a house, there's a house no more. the years and sweat and money and love that went into turning that house into a home--gone. crazy to think about. i ask that you would pray with me for a greater sense of thankfulness for the homes which i have been blessed to be a part of and also for the homeowners in this city who have had to go through the emotionally draining experience of having to re-start a life.
for more information on my neighborhood, check out this link.
this experience is different because the neighborhood where i work is not the neighborhood where i live. the two neighborhoods are facing some of the same issues since all of new orleans is in storm-recovery mode. but there are some stark differences. more than 60% of the pre-Katrina population of broadmoor is back, while less than 1% of the people from the Desire area are living there now. in my section of the neighborhood, there are mostly construction workers living around us. but the dynamics change from block to block. as one family comes back and rebuilds, it motivates their friends and neighbors to come back and do the same. there are some blocks that look completely rebuilt and then there are some like mine, half abandoned, buildings being torn down. please pray with me that i would learn what it looks like to love my neighbors when they are scattered all over the place.

Monday, November 13, 2006

Broadmoor in the news!

this is an article about Broadmoor, the neighborhood where I live, which had its annual fall fest this past weekend. check it ou!

Monday, November 06, 2006

Let us hold unswervingly to the faith we profess, for the One who promised is faithful.

(Hebrews 10.23)

This is a story about a man named Jeremiah. Jeremiah was not a very happy man since the call that God had put on his life put him in an unfavorable position with many people. He felt pretty socially awkward, you see, because he always had bad news to share with the people who lived around him. And it was bad news that God had told him to share. It made Jeremiah sad and mad and frustrated. He regretted the day God gave him life. However, God showed great compassion to Jeremiah. He allowed Jeremiah to complain and whine and cry and never once revoked His call from Jeremiah's life. God showed Jeremiah great faithfulness by reminding Jeremiah of His great promises for the people that He loved (including Jeremiah and his rebellious neighbors).

At one point, God told Jeremiah to share with the people the upcoming destruction of their land. This did not make Jeremiah happy, but he knew what his job was. God was deeply saddened and angered by the disobedience of the people, especially since He had tried to show them the way to real life and true joy but they had chosen other pursuits instead. Jeremiah was being sent to all sorts of nobles and royalty and important people to tell them God's plan for the city. No one really believed Jeremiah or heeded his advice.

In the midst of all this, God told Jeremiah to buy some land in the city. Jeremiah was a little iffy on this but he recognized God's voice when he heard it, and he didn't want to be among his disobedient neighbors, so he did what he was told. Just then, Jeremiah's cousin came to him, offering to sell him some land.

Jeremiah went through with the purchase and felt confident as he heard God reassure him. "Take these documents, both the sealed and unsealed copies of the deed of purchase, and put them in a clay jar so they will last a long time. Life is going to return to normal. Houses, fields and vineyards will again be bought in this land."

Now, just because Jeremiah was an obedient and faithful worker for God did not mean that he always understood why God did what He did. Jeremiah understood that displaying faith often meant acting even in uncertainty. But that didn't stop him from confronting God with this uncertainty.

"Dear God," Jeremiah prayed, "You created earth and sky by Your great powerby merely stretching out Your arm! There is nothing You can't do. You're loyal in Your steadfast love to thousands upon thousandsbut You also make children live with the fallout from their parents' sins. Great and powerful God, highest above anything else that is worshipped, determined in purpose and faithful to see Your plans completed, You see everything that men and women do and respond appropriately to the way they live, to the things they do.

"'You performed signs and wonders in the country of Egypt and continue to do so right into the present, right here in Israel and everywhere else, too. You've made a reputation for yourself that doesn't diminish. You brought your people Israel out of Egypt with signs and wondersa powerful deliverance!by merely stretching out your arm. You gave them this land and solemnly promised to their ancestors a bountiful and fertile land. But when they entered the land and took it over, they didn't listen to you. They didn't do what you commanded. They wouldn't listen to a thing you told them. And so you brought this disaster on them.

"Oh, look at the siege ramps already set in place to take the city. Killing and starvation and disease are on our doorstep. The Babylonians are attacking! The Word you spoke is coming to pass! And yet you, God, the Master of the universe, even though it is certain that the city will be turned over to the Babylonians, also told me, Buy the field. Pay for it in cash. And make sure there are witnesses.'"

And God responded to Jeremiah, “Stay alert! I am God, the God of everything living. Is there anything I can't do? No doubt about it, I'm handing this city over to the Babylonians and Nebuchadnezzar king of Babylon. He'll take it. The attacking Chaldeans will break through and burn the city down: All those houses whose roofs were used as altars for offerings to Baal and the worship of who knows how many other gods provoked me. It isn't as if this were the first time they had provoked me. The people of Israel and Judah have been doing this for a long time—doing what I hate, making me angry by the way they live.

"This city has made me angry from the day they built it, and now I've had my fill. I'm destroying it. I can't stand to look any longer at the wicked lives of the people of Israel and Judah, deliberately making me angry, the whole lot of them—kings and leaders and priests and preachers, in the country and in the city. They've turned their backs on me—won't even look me in the face!—even though I took great pains to teach them how to live. They refused to listen, refused to be taught. Why, they even set up obscene god and goddess statues in the Temple built in my honor—an outrageous desecration! And then they went out and built shrines to the god Baal in the valley of Hinnom, where they burned their children in sacrifice to the god Molech—I can hardly conceive of such evil!—turning the whole country into one huge act of sin.

"But there is also this Message from me, the God of Israel, to this city that is being ravaged by Babylon. Watch for this! I will collect them from all the lands to which I will have driven them in my anger and rage and indignation. Yes, I'll bring them all back to this place and let them live here in peace. They will be my people, I will be their God. I'll make them of one mind and heart, always honoring me, so that they can live good and whole lives, they and their children after them. What's more, I'll make a covenant with them that will last forever, a covenant to stick with them no matter what, and work for their good. I'll fill their hearts with a deep respect for me so they'll not even think of turning away from me.

"Oh how I'll rejoice in them! Oh how I'll delight in doing good things for them! Heart and soul, I'll plant them in this country and keep them here! I will certainly bring this huge catastrophe on this people, but I will also usher in a wonderful life of prosperity. I promise. Fields are going to be bought here again, yes, in this very country that you assume is going to end up desolate—gone to the dogs, unlivable, wrecked by the Babylonians. Yes, people will buy farms again, and legally, with deeds of purchase, sealed documents, proper witnesses—and right here in the territory of Benjamin, and in the area around Jerusalem, around the villages of Judah and the hill country, the Shephelah and the Negev. I will restore everything that was lost.

Jeremiah was feeling very encouraged by what he heard from God. God’s promises never fail and here He was promising to bring His people back to their land and back to their lives. Jeremiah didn’t see it on the horizon and he couldn’t figure out the how of God’s plan, but he chose to trust.

A little while later, God shared more with Jeremiah. “Call to me and I will answer you. I'll tell you marvelous and wondrous things that you could never figure out on your own. This is what God, the God of Israel, has to say about what's going on in this city, about the homes of both people and kings that have been demolished, about all the ravages of war and the killing by the Chaldeans, and about the streets littered with the dead bodies of those killed because of my raging anger—about all that's happened because the evil actions in this city have turned my stomach in disgust.

"But now take another look. I'm going to give this city a thorough renovation, working a true healing inside and out. I'm going to show them life whole, life brimming with blessings. I'll restore everything that was lost to Judah and Jerusalem. I'll build everything back as good as new. I'll scrub them clean from the dirt they've done against me. I'll forgive everything they've done wrong, forgive all their rebellions. And Jerusalem will be a center of joy and praise and glory for all the countries on earth. They'll get reports on all the good I'm doing for her. They'll be in awe of the blessings I am pouring on her.

"Yes, you're going to look at this place, these empty and desolate towns of Judah and streets of Jerusalem, and say, "A wasteland. Unlivable. Not even a dog could live here." But the time is coming when you're going to hear laughter and celebration, marriage festivities, people exclaiming, "Thank God. He's so good! His love never quits," as they bring thank offerings into God's Temple. I'll restore everything that was lost in this land. I'll make everything as good as new. This coming desolation, unfit for even a stray dog, is once again going to become a pasture for shepherds who care for their flocks. You'll see flocks everywhere—in the mountains around the towns of the Shephelah and Negev, all over the territory of Benjamin, around Jerusalem and the towns of Judah—flocks under the care of shepherds who keep track of each sheep.' God says so.

"Watch for this: The time is coming when I will keep the promise I made to the families of Israel and Judah. When that time comes, I will make a fresh and true shoot sprout from the David-Tree. He will run this country honestly and fairly. He will set things right. That's when Judah will be secure and Jerusalem will live in safety. The motto for the city will be, "God Has Set Things Right for Us." God has made it clear that there will always be a descendant of David ruling the people of Israel and that there will always be Levitical priests on hand to offer burnt offerings, present grain offerings, and carry on the sacrificial worship in my honor.

"If my covenant with day and my covenant with night ever fell apart so that day and night became haphazard and you never knew which was coming and when, then and only then would my covenant with my servant David fall apart and his descendants no longer rule. The same goes for the Levitical priests who serve me. Just as you can't number the stars in the sky nor measure the sand on the seashore, neither will you be able to account for the descendants of David my servant and the Levites who serve me.

"Have you heard the saying that's making the rounds: 'The two families God chose, Israel and Judah, he disowned'? And have you noticed that my people are treated with contempt, with rumors afoot that there's nothing to them anymore? Well, If my covenant with day and night wasn't in working order, if sky and earth weren't functioning the way I set them going, then, but only then, you might think I had disowned the descendants of Jacob and of my servant David, and that I wouldn't set up any of David's descendants over the descendants of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob. But as it is, I will give them back everything they've lost. The last word is, I will have mercy on them."

Sometimes I feel like Jeremiah, looking out on a land that often seems desolate and destroyed. I see this place and I wonder what good can come out of it. But then I turn and look with faith. Look to the promises that God has made and I feel comforted and reassured. God is calling us to rebuild, to buy land and make this place new. God is moving and using His people to bring restoration to this place. He is a God of restoration and faithful promises.