Blog: August 2009

Monday, August 10

Living so close by (geographically, anyway), we probably thought we had better ideas about Camden than most workgroups.  Our local newspapers and newscasts are full of the stories.  Yet we still did our research.  We watched the 20/20 series together.  We tried to dig a little deeper.  But even with all that, had you asked any of us what we would expect to see on the streets of Camden, words like compassion, grace, patience, and abounding love were not the first words that would have come to anyone’s mind.

 

Yet upon arrival, those were some of the very first words we heard.  Bruce used them when he spoke to us on Sunday night.  Those of us at Camp Grace heard them again first thing Monday morning . . . and over and over again as the “basketball verse” each day of the week.  No matter which of the three camps (Grace, Peace or Saved) we had been assigned to, we saw them being lived out on a daily basis by the interns and street leaders we worked alongside.  We saw the results of that in the respect and affection given by the kids to their leaders and, whether immediately or eventually, to us. 

 

We learned more about the power in those words when we talked more with some of the directors, interns and street leaders during the week.  So many of them were former camp kids who have responded to God’s gift of Urban Promise by choosing to return and give back.  Every one of them who chose to answer our question about what kept them off the streets, identified people both inside and outside Urban Promise who showed those qualities to them in one way or another. . . compassion, grace, patience and, most of all, love.  Most of the rest of our state and our nation may have written Camden off as hopeless, but clearly God never will, and He carries out His work in a million small ways through hundreds of amazing people here.  What a gift to have the chance to be even a small part of that!

 

Still, Camden is Camden, and the problems faced here every day that appeared so daunting from a distance (even a short one!) now threaten to overwhelm us as we have been drawn closer and been given even greater reasons to care so much more.  Stories that previously might have drawn nothing more than a sympathetic response now break our peace completely and bring us to tears.  We feel the need to do something, but find ourselves at a loss as to what that something might be. We have a hard time understanding that “fixing” Camden does not necessarily mean making it more like where we live.  We don’t have to struggle and fight so much to get out of our softer cocoons and fly, so in many ways we are not as strong and will never fly as high or as far as those we have met here.  God has not prepared us in that way, so perhaps it is for us to continue to be present and stand ready to help one of those He has . . .

 

There is much still inside us that we have no words to express, and probably won’t for some time to come.  But through all of that, two things do come through quite clearly.  First; humble gratitude for God’s grace and compassion shown to us in bringing us together, bringing us here, and teaching us – through you – more about how He works in this world and how we can join in His work.  Mother Teresa said it best; “We are not called to do great things . . . we are called to do small things with great love.”  Second; immense admiration for your incredible faithfulness, patience and love in keeping this ministry alive and growing for 21 years.  Be assured you will have our continued love, prayers and commitment to help in whatever ways God may move (and in some cases already has moved) us to do so according to His gifts to us.  In that Spirit, we offer these closing thoughts, both to encourage you and to remind ourselves what we can do and mean to each other.

 

“Never doubt a small group of committed people can change the world.  Indeed, it’s the only thing that ever has.”

Margaret Mead

 

“Therefore, my beloved brothers and sisters, be steadfast, immovable, always abounding in the work of the Lord, knowing that in the Lord your labor is not in vain.”

1st Corinthians 15:58

 

St. Matthew’s Episcopal Church workgroup (Pennington, NJ)

Wednesday, August 5

“Wouldn’t it be great if revival came to Camden?” was the response my husband received after sharing with someone about our week with UrbanPromise. How do you explain to someone that this really isn’t the point? Do not misunderstand me; Camden needs Jesus in a major way, but not through revival. The body of Christ in the local church needs revival so that they get off their Sunday pews and start being the hands and feet of Jesus, not only in Camden, but in their own neighborhoods and streets.

How do we begin this great task of rousing a sleeping giant from a comatose state? Shall we have longer sermons, more altar calls, more singing? That could help the giant to reposition itself a little, but what will cause this mighty body to come alive from within?

WE need Jesus and we need each other. Only by becoming passionate about Jesus and passionate about other people will we see new life breathed into our body. When we are able to see past our differences to the real person underneath; when we are able to not only see a soul in need of saving, but a stomach that needs to be fed and shoulders that need loving arms wrapped around them; when we are able to LIVE outside our “comfort zones”— then the body of Christ will truly become the hands and feet of Jesus.

May my heart never forget the lessons I have learned in Camden through UrbanPromise, but more importantly, may I never forget the people. I do not think that I ever will. They have invaded and changed my heart. I will never be the same.

My prayer is that my husband and I have a long relationship with UrbanPromise, but if for some reason God’s will is different, I pray that we can truly be Jesus’ hands and feet in our own community—wherever He leads us.

Praise God for UrbanPromise—keep being the hands and feet of Jesus. We are honored to know you. 

Laura Schrock
Tressler Mennonite Church
Greenwood, DE

Tuesday, August 4

 


miltonEvery morning at 6:15am, seven year old Milton begins his 45 minute walk down a steep rocky path toward the small mountain city of Copan Ruinas.  Copan Ruinas—famous for its Myan ruins that provided the foundation of a dynamic civilization built over 2000 years ago—is now famous for its tourism and small coffee plantations.  Milton is a descendant of the Myan people.

At 7:30am our little friend catches a bus at the foot of his mountain that winds through the city’s cobble stone streets and drops him at Camp Joy—UrbanPromise’s first summer day Camp in the country of Honduras

Some of you have been watching the political situation in Honduras, which is currently unstable.  Citizens of this wonderful country are nervously watching their televisions.  Although the protests have not reached the city of Copan Ruinas, the impact of the political unrest is devastating.  Tourism, the life blood of this city, has slowed to a mere trickle.  Hotels and restaurants, usually filled during this time of year, are vacant.  People have lost their jobs.  “If it continues much longer,” shared the owner of one coffee shop, “we’ll all be out of business.”  This will drive the area into deeper poverty….which will impact the lives of children.

That’s why programs like UrbanPromise are critical.

Camp Joy has been created by three former UrbanPromise interns—Blair, Matt, and Rachel.  These committed young leaders have a passion to create an UrbanPromise-type ministry for the children and teens of this small city—a city where poverty is high and opportunities for children to engage in life changing, Christian-based programs are non-existent. 

Children like Milton would typically spend their summer sleeping, hanging out in the streets, or doing odd jobs to help support the family.  Now they get a chance to improve their English, learn about the Bible, play games, cook food, sing songs and watch skits.  Their joy is palpable.  Their smiles intoxicating. 

“The potential for this kind of ministry is incredible,” shares director Blair Quinius.  “There is nothing like it for the children in this community.  Parents and community leaders are excited.”

They are not the only people excited.

Otherwise, why would a seven year old named Milton get up before dawn, walk  for 45 minutes to catch a bus, just to come to camp?  Why: because he loves it!
 

Dr. Bruce Main
President 

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