Friday, November 23, 2012

Faces of St Rollox

I've been taking a lot of photos at St Rollox the past couple of weeks for the project's annual report, updates for funders, and for anything else that needs to give a picture of what happens at St Rollox every week.

It's been very busy the last few weeks and I thought some of these captured some of the busyness, diversity, fun, and personalities that have become part of our weekly routine.






























































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Wednesday, November 14, 2012

About a Baptism




Last week I had the privilege of attending the baptism of five Afghan men our team and ministry partners have been working with for a few years now.

Please pray for these guys.  Though they do have more security and church around them that they probably would not have if they were in Afghanistan, they can still face harassment or be cut off from their community.  It's not easy and bound to become more difficult as some received threats even before they made a commitment to Christ and were only attending Christian outreaches out of curiosity.

One of the men came up to me after the baptism and thanked me for giving him a Bible and putting him in contact with one of the culturally-sensitive outreaches we work with.  It was a humbling moment, because I don't actually remember giving him the Bible and my conversations with him always seemed so short and truncated, I assumed that none of it made much difference.  A good reminder that many of the big programmes and events that I think are so important and clever (and might be a bit proud of) may not be the main thing for God.

The other encouraging aspect of being at the baptism was seeing many different streams of ministry come together.  All of these men have been involved with one of our ministries or team members, but all at very different points of their journey to faith.  All of the guys had been to football on Friday at some stage.  Though this, they met other Christian guys and met some of our teammates or other outreach workers in Glasgow.  Then they started attending a seekers' Bible study or culturally sensitive outreach.  Now all are finding a home in a church -- not all the same one, but places where they have found a community.

For these guys, this journey to faith in Christ took over three years.  Many of the people who were in the room had played important roles or helped to show the signposts on that journey.


If I'm honest, as much as enjoy it, I sometimes get fed up with the football ministry.  I'd rather be at home with Emma and Niamh with my feet up, especially as the weather gets colder and wetter.  I get annoyed when the guys fight, or just seem disinterested.  Often I feel as if I should be doing something more with Friday nights.  It's a casual programme and has become more so as volunteers have had to leave due to other commitments.  I often feel like I should do some more explicit Christian outreach to justify the programme -- I have done such from time to time, but something every week?  Should I stay longer and engage in more conversations, when in reality I'm just tired after a long week and want to get home?
Being at the baptism was an ample reminder that God has used the football outreach greatly simply because of what it is.  Stressing about doing more, more, more, with it actually blinds me to the good that it is already doing, and continues to do.  Many of the guys tell me that they are happy to bring their Muslim friends to football because it's non-threatening, casual, and they will be able to meet Christians and see that they are all right.  Others tell me that they've learned that they've been able to get over prejudice through meeting people at football, comments like, "I never knew any Scottish/Arab/American/English/Iranian/African people before, but you know, they're really nice and are a lot like me."  If I was to over-programme football, it would lose what it currently is: a non-threatening place where relationships can be made in a casual, normal way.  This kind of social outlet is something that many young asylum seekers don't normally have access to. 
Though most of the young guys who have attended football have gone on take part in a Bible study or church meeting of some sort, this is not a conditional requirement of attending football and shouldn't be.  People quickly see through these ulterior motives and feel betrayed or resentful if they are 'baited' to attend church, instead of attending out of their own initiative. The football is a good thing to do in of itself, in that it breaks down barriers, helps newly arrived refugees to make social contacts, keeps these young guys off the street, and promotes good health.  I hope that this bears witness to some aspect of the Kingdom.  Clearly, that is not the full picture and I want all the guys to encounter Christ on a real and personal level.  But perhaps more programmes and leaflets is not the way to do this.  Rather, it's being deliberate about what we're already doing through football: opening ourselves to relationship and simply "being there" week-in and week-out to offer some stable form of relationship.

This of course takes time.  Had I been told which five guys were going to be baptised, I probably wouldn't have believed it.  They definitely weren't the guys who seemed most "open".  But at the baptism, all the guys let me know how important football was for them as they came to faith in Christ.

It also seems that these things go in cycles.  One of the more recent football participants has just contacted me by text telling me that he wants to speak with me one-on-one about Christianity and how to read the Bible.  He also wanted to let me know that he would be stepping away from football (he's a very skilful player who also plays with the Saturday league team) for a couple of weeks so he could attend a Bible class at a local church!

Being a good friend to some young men or hosting a Friday kick-about seems pretty basic, maybe not that exciting.  And for as much as God can use big exciting outreach events, he also calls me to be faithful in the day-to-day.  It took over three years for the five Afghan guys to get to a point where they could be baptised... as we chatted over a celebratory meal afterwards, the guys didn't credit any special concert or talk from a Christian celebrity preacher as what was most important to them.  It was things like: "Thanks for letting me have that meal at your house."  "Thanks for letting me come with my friend to football, even when I didn't have any money to pay."  "Thanks for giving me that Dari Bible and telling me where was a good place to start reading."  "Thanks for giving me a lift to sign on at the Home Office when I was so scared."  "Thanks for visiting and calling me when I was in the detention centre."  "Thanks for inviting me to that Bible study."  "Thanks for the lift to church."
Yes, let us plan and think of great new strategic programmes that will reach the lost.  But let us not forget the importance of being faithful to the things that God calls us to in the everyday.


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Tuesday, November 06, 2012

Thunder and Rainbows from the Same Sky

A difficult day at the drop-in in some ways.  Our clients were saddened by the news of the sudden death of a fellow asylum seeker.  Several were visibly shaken, thinking it could have been them.  We did not know the gentleman personally but it seems he died suddenly of heart failure.  He had been destitute for 6 years.  Pray especially for N, from North Africa, who was going to the funeral prayers at the mosque.  He received notice to quit his flat following a further refusal of his case and he is struggling to have any hope.

It was great to see a familiar face back after a lengthy absence.  The last time we saw A, from Somalia, we were writing a direct petition the the European Court of Human Rights to ask for their intervention to prevent his deportation back to Somalia.  We had not heard from him in over a year and were concerned about the outcome.  Sometimes the deportation process can happen so quickly that we know nothing about it.  However he came in today to thank us for our help and to tell us that he had received his leave to remain a few weeks after we saw him last.  The reason he had not come back to tell us is that he was able to find 2 part-time jobs almost straight away and has been very busy with work since then.  He was beaming from ear to ear and told us "I will never forget what you did for me." 

We also had a visit from a man from South Asia who asked to see "The Priest".  Unfortunately we were all out of Priests today so he asked if he could speak to me.  He explained part of his story.  His father had converted to Christianity in their home country and was under threat of death.  Fearing not for himself but for his family, he arranged their flight to the UK.  The father was subsequently killed.  Since arriving in the UK the young man has been committed to finding out more about the faith his father was willing to die for.  He had previously lived in the North of England and had met up with a Catholic priest for some classes.  He wanted more information about what Christians believe.  We have put him in touch with a fellow worker with experience of people from that part of the world and were able to give him a Bible in Urdu.  Please pray for the meeting with our colleague and that he will have the discernment to know if this man is sincere.

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Tuesday, October 23, 2012

Little Pals... over the years


We've been visiting a Palestinian family in our area for nearly four years now. Niamh is about 2 months older than their youngest (of six! It's a wonderfully noisy flat). It was funny tonight when we looked over some photos we have taken over the years and seen our babies grow into cheeky toddlers together... and the thought that we were friends with each other before the littlest ones had even arrived on the scene.
 
Sometimes it feels like we haven't been in Glasgow that long. Today was a good reminder of the commitment we've made here and that a lot has actually happened and changed over these four years we've been in Glasgow.
 
It also made me thankful for the longer term relationships we've been able to form here. With this particular family, though we still desperately want them to know Christ, we've been able to share life and find that we have much in common -- though our journeys to Glasgow couldn't be more different. We've shared many of the frustrations and joys that come with living in our little corner of Glasgow. I've benefited from having a friend nearby who is always willing to help and knowing that I'm not alone when I get fed up with the way many things are in Springburn. For our friends, I hope and pray that we have been able to offer some similar hospitality and love in the name of Christ.
 
Here are some of the photos we were looking at -- from wee babies to wee girls:
 


 

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Tuesday, August 14, 2012

Summer and Visitors

The problem with blogging is that once you get out of a rhythm of it, there's too much to write and it's difficult to know where to start...

Last time I wrote, I had just finish my 10K charity run for the St Rollox Destitution Fund.  Since then, there has been one overarching feature of our summer (aside from rain and grey skies): lots of visitors.
  • My sister Tracey spent a couple weeks with us, including a long weekend at the Ecopods in Glenshee.
  • The new director of International Teams UK, Erik Fok came to see us and the ministry in Glsagow.  I first met Erik during the ILF in Costa Rica.  It was great to have him in Glasgow with us to get to know him a bit better outside the frenetic schedule of an international conference.
  • Chris and Heather Shepherd were planning to serve in Athens, but their visas were turned down.  They then took a 'vision trip' around different ITeams refugee ministries to see where God might be leading them next.  We had met Chris and Heather in Switzerland last year, but only briefly.  We had a wonderful time with them, hopefully giving them a picture of what ministry in Glasgow is like.
  • My mom and dad came for two weeks.  Niamh was totally spoilt.  We enjoyed a week up at a cottage in St Fillans in the beauty of Perthshire.  We even enjoyed a bit of Olympic football, Glasgow being one of the host cities for the tournament group stages. 
  • Emma's brother and his family took a holiday in Scotland and we were able to spend a weekend with them.  Niamh had a brilliant time with her cousins and is still talking about them!
We were also visitors ourselves in Northern Ireland.  We spent one week as a family in Bushmills and then another with Emma's mum and step-dad in Belfast.  Niamh is still talking  about 'nanny Jen and 'nanda Dave and "calls them" by holding the TV remote up to her head!

In addition to all this, during summer we have still been busy keeping the Destitution Support, Friday football and a drop-in running and providing advice and support to those with emergency issues over the summer. 

And now, for some summer photos, in no particular order...


Granny Jen, Niamh, Benji, and Granda Dave
True excitement is bubbles at Granda and Granny's
Niamh & cousins and Edinburgh Zoo.

Tracey and Nimah enjoy an outing in Kirriemuir -- it's our heredity (no joke)

Mom, Dad, Emma and Niamh at the Auchingarrich view point.
The "Ecopods" in Glenshee.  A great way to camp with a toddler.

Photo op at Loch Morlich, but Niamh just wants back to her sandcastle.


Ahhh, St Fillans.  Nice place to spend a week with the parents!

"Peacock, I'm gonna catch you!"

Granda showing Niamh some baby birds.

Niamh, the child who is scared of going down a slide on her own, will happily shove  her hand in a sheep's gob. No fear of animals whatsoever.

Niamh and her hilarious cousins.

Day trip with the Davidsons to the Falkirk Wheel.  It is really cool, I have to admit.  And I was a doubter.

Chris and Heather at Loch Lomond, on a viewpoint along the West Highland Way.

Niamh and her new hero, big cousin Joanna!
Fun in Portstewart.
The girls showing off their football skills on Benone Strand.
Playing seagulls on Benone.
First time on the hobby horses (for Emma, Niamh's been on loads of times)



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