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Jurassic Park?

August 5, 2007 by Conference Office

What if we pick the olives for the farmers?”, he asked as they sat in the Beit-Sahour cafe over a plate of hummus and pita.

“You’d get shot!”, she said with surprise and caution in her voice.

He conceded to her point, but remained disturbed by his memories. That morning he had walked through an olive grove nestled in a valley outside Bethlehem. As the trees parted in front of him, he reached an impasse. Scoured through the valley lay a fence as far as the eye could see.

Fences are, of course, few and far between in the cultivated hill country of Palestine, and this one in particular, seemed very much out of place. So much so, he thought, it seemed likely that the land had never seen one like this before; and neither had he. For this was not just one fence, but three, with a road burned through the middle.

He wondered what place such an obstacle had dividing the valley so boldly. If someone did not want the farmers to access their fields, that someone had surely succeeded. The barriers began just in front of him with heaping coils of razor wire. Behind that lay open ground which ended against a high chain-link fence which was also lined with more razor wire on top. Just beyond that fence stood a fence similar the previous, but with the added “security” of exposed high voltage wire strung across it like something out of Jurassic Park. Past this was a road way, buffeted on either side by raked sand. This was prepared, he concluded, so as to catch the slightest inconsistency of an intruding footprint or evidence any un-groomed impression in its surface.

Another fence provided a bookend for the ghastly production on the opposite side of the road. It’s height and wire, dwarfed by the previous lines of defence, clearly revealed which side of the fence was meant to be “secured,” and he was on it.

Beyond the snaking concentric lines of the barrier, the olive trees, many older that any living man or woman could possibly remember, stood silent. The soil beneath them, rich from years without harvest and the branches above, laden with their ripening burden of perseverance.

They were finished the meal and as they got up to leave he thought to himself, “there must be a way.” Those weren’t even his trees and fields. The land meant little to him as a means of income or for supporting a family as it did for the farmers who owned it, yet he felt the waves of helplessness and dispare as if it did. He wished his memories were only memories and not the daily reality for Palestinians. Tragically though, they are real memories, real trees, real fences, real bullets, and real men, women, and children.

Ben Davies

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Does It Really Matter??????

August 3, 2007 by Conference Office

Shabbat Shalom. It’s finally Friday!!

As was pointed out to us so kindly on Thursday before going to bed that this time next week we would all be on our way back to New York, and then back to our perspective home. After a few complaints and objections about this, we all went to bed and woke up to realize that we are leaving for Jerusalem and were so excited.

Upon arriving in Jerusalem, we were dropped off at the Damascus gate by our taxi driver, and then we entered. Damascus gate is one of the busiest foot gates into the Old City. Entering at around 10 AM was not too bad, but as we turned around a few hours later we got to push through the crowd. It was almost like being at home in Lancaster at the Green Dragon or even at Rices. So many people and well, so few places to go. So we continued to push our way up and out.

On Friday in Jerusalem we visited the Church of th Holy Sepulchre, where Christ is believed to have been crucified and then buried, as well as the Garden Tomb, which is a second site that it is believed that Christ is buried. As we were walking through these two sites, all I could think about was does it really matter? In reality, if it really mattered where Christ died and where he was buried, it would be some place, and we would know it. The fact is, that Christ was crucified, and he gave his life so that each and everyone of us can end up living in eternity with him forever.

Friday night, we spent in the Jewish Quarter of the Old City, and in Western Jerusalem. We arrived at the western wall just before sundown and the start of shabat. We quickly learned that no pictures were allowed on shabat, but no picture could do justice to what we saw. We saw thousands of Jewish people, some orthodox and some people not Jewish, but just observing, praying. There was so much energy inthat space, it is hard to place into words. I think what I will never forget is the wide range of Jewish people that come together to pray. They come every Friday to celebrate what God has done. Could you imagine if at Sundown on Saturday night when our “Sabbath” begins, if all the Mennonites in the area would go and pray together. Conservative and liberal, or make it even broader than Mennonites but Christians. Imagine what could be done.

This trip has opened my eyes to so many things. I have learned so much about myself, my world, and God. God is here in this place, and there are good things happening around us. As we go through this last week, just want to thank everyone for your prayers and pray that you continue to pray for us as we discern and discuss what we do now with the experiences and information that we have received by talking to people and exploring the world outisde of the United States.

Proverbs 16:3 says: Commit to the Lord whatever you do, and your plans will succeed.

We can not wait to share our experiences with all of you at home.

Ashley Moyer

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I didn't want to deal with stitches

August 2, 2007 by Conference Office

Today was a pretty eventful day for me.  This morning I was asked to help with some of the gardening at the Village.  I like to garden and so I agreed to help.  My job in the garden was to cut the grass around some of the plants with shears.  I was working with this older women.  I told her that my group and I were going on a weekend trip to Jerusalem and Bethlehem.  She was talking about some of the things I need to see and visit while I was there.  It was an interesting conversation.  Apparently our conversation was too interesting because I totally lost focus of what I was doing.  I by accidentally cut the tip of my finger.  I didn’t realize how bad it was until I was in the gift shop dripping blood all over the floor.  Janelle, my boss, assisted me to the bathroom in an attempt to stop the blood.  As soon as we looked at the cut we both knew that it was pretty deep. 

I am one of those people who gets extremely grossed out when it comes to blood.  I can’t stand the site of blood even my own.  After seeing my cut I instantly felt sick and dizzy.  Janelle sat me down and told me that I needed to get stitches.  The word “stitches” sent a quiver down my spine.  I had gotten stitches before and it wasn’t the best experience. 

I didn’t want to deal with stitches.  I also didn’t want to wait around in the hospital.  Thankfully the local hospital was literally 1 min away.  Dave went with me to the hospital.  Which was a good thing because I knew that he was going to school to be a doctor.  I was in good hands.  We were both impressed how fast it took to stitch me up and send me out the door.  Thank God my hospital visit went smoothly

I trusted God the whole time.  I knew that he would protect me and keep me safe.  While we were in the hospital I kept thinking of Proverbs 3:5-6 .  “Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understandings; in all your ways acknowledge him and he will make your paths straight.”  God uses little things in life to really make you think and put your trust in him. 

The great thing about today was that I got to call my parents and tell them what happened.  It was great to hear their voices.  God also knew I really needed that as well.  I am just realizing how many times a day God teaches me something.  Its cool to know that he plans things like this to teach me and to strengthen me.

Kate Bender

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Quakertown Christian School names new principal

August 2, 2007 by Conference Office

Sheldon Good
scgood@mosaicmennonites.org

Former Vice President of National Penn Insurance, Phil Swartley, has been named as the new principal of Quakertown (PA) Christian School.

He began his work with the school on June 1, 2007.

Swartley brings with him 15 years of professional experience from National Penn Insurance, where he worked most recently. The former business executive will bring knowledge and experience from the corporate world as well as experience in teaching and development at Plumstead Christian School (Plumsteadville, PA). Swartley graduated from Eastern Mennonite University with a degree in Business Education.

Former principal Pat Roberts said, “We are thankful to the Lord for leading such a capable professional to us and are excited to see God’s hand in the process.”

Roberts chose to return to a full-time teaching position for the upcoming school year, opening the door for Swartley, who believes this career change is part of a higher calling. “God has led me [to Quakertown Christian School], and I trust in His ability to do great things within His ministry,” Swartley said. “Our families are committed and looking to grow our school. Our community is growing up all around us, and we will become an effective ministry as God leads.”

The idea of Christ-centered education is of utmost importance to Swartley. “[The school] is a family that loves each other and God. We work to help each parent raise their children in a confusing and often difficult world. The emphasis on teaching from God’s word is evident from our science curriculum through our commitment to teaching a Bible class every day, all year.”

But as Swartley begins his new responsibility as principal, he is willing to take it even one step further than simply educating among a community of believers. “Quakertown Christian School is more than a community — we are a Christian family.”

Swartley and his wife Jan have long been dedicated to local Mennonite education and community. Swartley grew up as part of the Doylestown (PA) Mennonite congregation, and he and his wife were married at the Plains Mennonite (Hatfield, PA) congregation. All four of their children attend Mennonite schools, and the entire family worships at Rockhill Mennonite Church (Telford, PA).

Quakertown Christian School is a Conference Related Ministry of the Franconia Mennonite Conference. For more information, visit https://qtownchristian.org/wp3/ or call 215-536-6970.

Photos provided by Phil Swartley

Filed Under: News Tagged With: Sheldon Good

Learning at a different pace in suburban Washington, DC

August 1, 2007 by Conference Office

Emily Derstine
emily.derstine@emu.edu

As is evident throughout our culture, fast-paced American society is obsessed with getting the job done. Once work is finished we can enjoy some time of relaxation and socialization. Until then, though, we work hard to complete the task at hand without interruptions. We’ll follow the printed schedule without many deviations or spontaneity. While there is something positive to be said about the perseverance mentality, are we really getting the most out of life when we put our work before other important aspects of life, like relationships?

Through my internship with Nueva Esperanza/New Hope, I can feel the pull in a different direction. Amidst the busyness of work and schedules, the pace of life seems to slow. In Latino culture, there is no need to rush off to the next activity or event. Instead, be content to sit, relax, and enjoy. Take in the present moment. When we’re finished visiting we will move on to the next appointment or finish the job we had started. It’s an event-based culture, not time- or task-driven. With this mindset, leaving partially-completed work to talk with a friend or neighbor does not have serious ramifications. The project will always be there; your friend may not. Placing more value on relationships and conversation over work of another sort allows us to form meaningful relationships with others and to spend time in conversation and cultivating friendships.

This leisure helps put life in perspective for me. It’s also a stark contrast to the way I have operated. I enjoy finishing a task once I start it, I like punctuality, and appreciate having a plan and schedule for what the week will hold. Needless to say, this internship has been a learning experience for me in a whole variety of ways. Ever since my first day, I have observed that around Nueva Esperanza/New Hope, we just kind of go with the flow—with the slow, trickling current, lingering in each place seemingly much longer than necessary. This difference is helping me to reprioritize, and to act to it. Relationships are really what is most important in life.

I have had an incredible amount of new experiences, adventures, and surprises. I wouldn’t trade them—mostly because I am also a person who thrives on excitement. I enjoy breaks in the monotony of life to add fresh spark and flavor. Although these new experiences can be tough and are not always fun at the time, the sometimes-scary adventures and surprises often equal excitement. Constantly having a plan and sticking with a project until it’s completed may feel safe and reliable, but unwillingness to break from that fixed schedule may mean missed opportunities and fun times. Living a life of spontaneity and surprise gives you so many more stories and exciting memories than living a monotonous or simply comfortable lifestyle.

My experience at Nueva Esperanza/New Hope in Suburban Washington, DC, therefore, is one of learning, surprise, and adventure. The upcoming events and gatherings almost always hold a certain amount of ambiguity, and the schedule is largely unpredictable, changing daily. But certain things stay the same: the emphasis on relationships, the time spent with one another, the desire to live in the moment. I hope to take with me this practice of striving to enjoy the present moment, placing greater value on the cultivation of relationships. We learn and grow and experience new things in talking with another. Let us not grow so focused on ourselves that we forget to spend time doing what is most important in life and truly living.

Emily Derstine is one of over a dozen interns serving with Franconia Conference congregations, ministries, and partners. She’s a student at Eastern Mennonite University and a member of Plains Mennonite Church in Lansdale, PA.

Photos provided by Tim Moyer and Emily Derstine

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Israel Reflections

August 1, 2007 by Conference Office

Miscommunication can have delicious results. I was commissioned to retrieve supplies for breakfast. As I sauntered (in my PJs) up to the first bread vendor I could find, I mumbled the words “Pita. I need 10” and flashed a bill worth 100 shekels. Our team awoke to the pleasant surprise of 10 small, hot pizza’s.

This trip has taught me the value of improvisation. Making what you have work for the situation you are in. My friend Charles Ciepiel once told me “never underestimate the resources around you.” Each day God challenges me to discover the power of this proverb. There are many situations were people are convinced they are powerless because they aren’t creative enough to use the resources around them. Jesus modeled helped his disciples realize the resources God put in their midst.

blog2.jpgOur team is drawing closer to each other. Yesterday after work we dined at the apartment of our new friends Janelle Zook and Bethany Rieff. Bethany made incredibly good lasagna and apple pie. During the dinner preparation Dave arranged a video conference call to the Franconia Conference Office. This call, though it was short and tough to hear what people were saying, really affected me. As I saw many of the conference leaders huddled around the computer wtih funny expressions on their faces, I felt something. It was hard to pinpoint. I had one of those moments that I knew would stick in my mind for eternity.

The older I become the more I feel as if time and relationships become a unified material that quickly slips though my fingers like sand. As a photographer I look at a lot of pictures. Within every picture is a piece of time that can’t be recovered. Every photo is like a fossil record that begs me to step inside and live out that moment until I tire of it. This is why people love pictures. They are given illusion of controlling a moment. There are many experiences our group has shared that I wish I could freeze and pack in my bag.

blog1.jpgThis place is not as foreign or inhospitable as people imagine it to be. In the midst of doing my laundry in a bucket I realized that it is possible to live without a permanent address. Jesus did this, and he challenged others to do this. Taking his words seriously is tough, but not impossible. I would like to thank everyone for your prayers.

Timoyer

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Jesus was ripped…

July 31, 2007 by Conference Office

As we walk by the shopkeepers and wave or nod a hello they confidently smile and say “welcome.” This is telling of the hospitality and generosity here in Nazareth.

Someone once told me “Americans live to work and everyone else in the world works to live.” I’ve thought about this concept daily as we work in the village here. It seems that nearly every time we are not busy working, the others (the locals who run the village) are calling us to come and sit with them to have a coffee break. The coffee is flavored with cardamom and is supposed to fight the heat of the day. I’m not sure if it works yet, but it is good and strong. Besides, we are willing to try anything, in addition to drinking multiple liters of water, as it has been around 104 F. for most of our stay. (today we enjoyed the 90’s).

Today Tim, Karah, Dave, and I began work on rebuilding the second of two roofs over a house in the village. It is good to work and be with Tim after being apart for most of the time since high school. We have both changed and matured in many ways over that span, yet we quickly realized our senses of humor have remained the same. Needless to say, the work day is filled with laughter and enriching conversations in between other strange noises and flying clods of dirt. Aside from this lightness of mood and the afore mentioned adjustment to a difference in work ethic, we do work hard.

Since arriving here I have learned a myriad of details which clarify and enrich the biblical story. One of which is that Joseph was probably not a carpenter in a quaint woodworking shop as we might imagine. It is more likely that he was a sort of 1st century contractor who worked not only with wood, but also stone, mud, reeds, and mortar. He built houses, and Jesus would have worked along side his father, hoisting buckets of mud and stone like we have been doing for the last week.

I look at my hands at the end of each day and survey the damage. It usually consists of a few cuts and blisters from swinging a pick or hoe as well as the results of being sucked dry by the limestone and left raw from pulling buckets to the roof. I can’t help but think that Jesus was ripped and his hands must have been calloused from years of carpentry work.

Peace

Ben Davies

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Returning to Dreams in the Middle East

July 30, 2007 by Conference Office

After a busy weekend traveling over northern Israel, it feels like home to come back to our hostel in Nazareth. We were all pretty tired and parched from the heat and travel, but as Karah said, it doesn’t get much better than watching the sun rise over the Galilee and set over the Mediterranean.

It has been two years since I have been in this part of the world, and before coming back to lead this trip with Youth Venture, I was looking through some of the journals I had written from when I had traveled here in 2005. I found a journal where I talked a bit about my Israeli friend Maoz, and how he had a vision to start a youth hostel in the Arab city of Nazareth to build peace in his country.

And coming back now, it’s amazing to see what has happened. Maoz’s dream, The Fauzi Azar Inn, has helped to revitalize the old city of Nazareth and bring life back to the semi-desolate marketplace and stones of the medina. He has helped to foster interaction and hospitality between international visitors with both Arabs from Nazareth and Israelis looking for a weekend getaway. Many volunteers for Nazareth Village stay at the Inn and visitors to the Inn visit the village. Those from Nazareth speak about Maoz with great respect, as they know that he has helped to build peace in the town of Jesus.

When we oriented ourselves to the village last week, we sat in the first century synagogue and discussed Luke 4:14-20, where Jesus returns to his home town after his time in the desert, and says:

“The Spirit of the Lord is on me,
because he has anointed me
to preach good news to the poor.
He has sent me to proclaim freedom for the prisoners
and recovery of sight for the blind,
to release the oppressed,
to proclaim the year of the Lord’s favor.”

As a group, we have been meeting many different people in this complex land, each with their own story and perspective. This weekend, we will be traveling to Jerusalem and Bethlehem and experiencing the heart of this country where more religions and people mix into a city that is unlike any other in the world.

Through becoming a part of the Biblical story and living amidst the stories of many others, we are continually learning what the Luke 4 passage meant both for those in the first century and us today. We are anticipating what it will be like to return to our home towns in two weeks and share this will our churches, families and friends.

On Sunday, we were at the beach near the ancient Caesarea aqueduct, hanging out with Maoz, his wife Shlomit, and their 18th month-old son Liad who is the happiest boy you could ever imagine. I feel priviledged to be here again and to be a part of the ever-developing story of the people in this region. It’s exciting to imagine what the next chapter, and how it may be connected to us all.

David Landis
dplandis@mosaicmennonites.org

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