Compelled
For Christ's love compels us, because we are convinced that one died for all, and therefore all died. And he died for all, that those who live should no longer live for themselves but for him who died for them and was raised again (2 Corinthians 5:14-15).
Thursday, October 31, 2024
Baby Showers* (I mean waterfalls)
Hello hello!
Alejandra is in her 36th week of pregnancy and she's doing great.
I'm so proud of her, and we're both really excited to make it to the end of this month to see and hold our sweet baby boy.
One of the things that's amazing to me about this process is how delicate it is, yet how supportive our friends and family are in the midst of it.
To be honest, sometimes I feel like I'm the one that's the most clueless as to how to help my better half, so I really need to get after it, and start cramming for the big day.
Alejandra and I have gone to a few classes together where we've received valuable teaching about how to navigate this awesome adventure.
And our friends have been so generous in equipping us with all sorts of useful baby stuff as well as super cute baby clothes.
Even though everyone who affirms us and prays for us and gives us all this amazing stuff feels like it's no big deal, they don't know how encouraging it is, and how excited it makes us feel for the birth of our child.
Spending time with other couples who are also expecting, has likewise helped and motivated us.
In a similar way, Alejandra and I are working as missionaries in Colombia and Venezuela in hopes of seeing others experience new birth in Christ... Every financial gift, prayer, word of affirmation, and accompaniment with other Christians in the process is very well received. Thank you to everyone who cares for us and cares about what we're doing. You don't know how powerful your love and generosity is in our lives and the lives of those we're ministering to.
In our most recent baby shower* (I mean waterfall), Alejandra and I loved seeing how friends from various denominations and churches (and probably even political persuasions) all got together to encourage us as we anticipate the birth of our boy... That's the way I think it should work also, when we're talking about sharing the gospel (John 17:20-23)... The spiritual birth and life of a new Chrisitan is too valuable to care about our differences... Could you imagine a bunch of people inside a delivery room, with a mother in labor, squabbling over the next president?
Missiologist Ken Fleming once said that missionaries are like mid-wives, who assist in the process of people and churches coming to new life in Christ. Their purpose is to train, encourage, explain, relieve, and accompany, but not to control or manipulate... I like that.
One of our friends in Venezuela (Gino) has shown signs of Holy Spirit moving in his heart... please pray that one day he will be born again.
Another one of our friends and his family - Frank - is adjusting to life in the States, and a few solid Christian deacons from a church in Illinois are going way above and beyond in walking with him through every step of the process. Please pray for him too.
Please also pray for Alejandra's mom who seems to have a serious resurfacing of tumors in her lungs... As happy as we are for the upcoming birth of our child - it breaks our heart to think that our mom might have to go through cancer treatment again... It's like along with the blessing comes an equal and opposite curse.
Notwithstanding, God is so faithful and good, and we keep speaking of Him everywhere we go.
-Sam and Alejandra
Missionary Profile:
Zelle:
Tuesday, August 13, 2024
We Don't Talk About Politics
Hello -
Alejandra and I decided to travel to the States before the Venezuelan elections just because the situation seemed pretty delicate... It still is kind of, so we prolonged our trip a little more, but that hasn't necessarily slowed us down in ministry.
The only thing that slowed us down in ministry was hanging out with my nephew Kaleb, as he got me hooked on the A Quiet Place trilogy.
The three movies that we binged on are basically post-apocalyptic horror films about different people who survive in the midst of an alien take over, and in classic horror film fashion - it taught us about all sorts of wonderful things such as: family unity, family love, family sacrifice, obedience towards our parents, resourcefulness, urgency, logic, creativity, sensitivity, perseverance, friendship, love towards pizza, and last of all but not least - how to stay silent!
While watching all 3 of these lovely movies about psycho monsters eating up humans at any moment that anyone made any noise, I must say that a part of me identified with the vulnerable characters as they tried to uphold this terrible principle: The principle that if you want to survive in this world - sometimes it's better just to keep your mouth shut... That's a tough one for me, but anyway, what was super inspiring for us was the fact that somehow there was a woman in the film who gave birth to a baby in a basement in a silent enough manner so as to keep both herself and her new born baby alive! (wow) ...Naturally however, the husband wasn't quite as fortunate, as he got eaten up while he screamed out (and simultaneously said in sign language) that he loved both his deaf and non-deaf kids.
As a Colombian/ partially American couple living in Venezuela - Alejandra and I don't have anything to say about the political situation there... Talking about that can only get us in trouble, so why would we do that?
I took the above pic at the entrance to Venezuela, and it says, "we don't talk bad about Chavez."
This next pic is interesting because I'm sure that on November 5th it won't be relevant anymore, but yeah... Whenever I would see it, I always thought it was a somewhat funny way to communicate to Biden, as if he ever happened to be walking around Venezuela and then arbitrarily stumbled across this sign and read, "Biden - lift the sanctions now!" and so then he would be like, "okay, well, since you asked politely."
And then there's this one - where it's remarkable how the truth can get reversed in such a way so that all the main opponents of the dictatorship are actually declared "the sanctions train" as if whoever put the sign up was trying to say that if they never tried to do anything to bring about change, well then Venezuela never would have been sanctioned to begin with!
Instead we have this one, where Mr. Nick is seen as a tender man embracing a lady on the street promising "more change and transformation"... Like what kind of change are we talking about again?
Anyway - as I said before, the way to get by in Venezuela is by not talking about politics... Instead, we can pray, and post really neutral pictures on social media.
I suppose it goes the same for US politics, but yes - speaking your mind out is a right defended by the American constitution.
Anyway, it was really cool recently to see my Venezuelan friends in the above pic here in the land of the free.
We also got to meet up with Elisa - one of Alejandra's and my Venezuelan immigrant friends, that like so many, has made the arduous trip up Central America and into the States in hopes of a better life.
Some friends and I made a documentary about her back in 2018, even as she was starting out her journey as an immigrant. You can check it out at this link if you like:
I mentioned her in a message I gave in Denver the Sunday before last
And just this last Sunday she went and visited that same church in Denver herself
So yeah - even though I'm apathetic about politics (or at least I'm not willing to die for what I think about the situation either here in the States or back home in Venezuela) - Alejandra and I are still very much in favor of speaking the truth of God's Word wherever we go.
Just like in A Quiet Place, there's monsters that will eat you up for talking about the Bible as well - but that's not a responsibility and joy that we're willing to give up... But politics? ...maybe yes.
Sam and Alejandra
Missionary Profile:
Friday, June 21, 2024
Ministry Snapshots
Hi -
Traveling back and forth from Venezuela to Colombia every Sunday is exhausting, but the good side is that Alejandra and I can pick up passengers along the way. It's a one and a half hour drive, and on one occasion our SUV broke down... We didn't have enough time to deal with it right then, so we took a cab, and the next day I found a chamo* that could fix the transmission that had literally fallen out from underneath (*the word chamo is a friendly way of saying guy in Venezuela).
The mechanic and his brother eventually became my friends, and one Sunday Alejandra and I picked up the grease monkey and his girlfriend in our restored 4X4 to take them to church. They're struggling quite a bit, especially since Carlos tends to overdrink, so on one ocassion a pastoral couple from our church met with them to give them some counsel.
That pastoral couple are excellent Christians from the Eastern side of Venezuela, and they were visiting Cucuta for their grandson's first birthday... After a month of enjoying their visit in Colombia, we got to host them in our apartment in San Cristobal, as they were heading back home.
Just this last Sunday we picked up a couple Venezuelan walkers* that are sisters and one of them was pregnant. They too joined us for church, and afterwards we were able to take them out to eat and then drop them off at a Samaritan's Purse shelter where they were cared for and assisted, in making it to their final destination 30 hours away (*walkers are referred to as Venezuelan immigrants with virtually no money who often walk for days or weeks to get to their destinations in other countries, in hopes of a better life).
Some young immigrant window washers are also our friends who occasionally join us for church in Cucuta
And every weekend we put on a lunch and Bible study/fellowship time for some older Venezuelan street vendors and musicians.
This next Sunday we're going to have our first gathering at an Italian restaurant in San Cristobal, and so we won't have to drive so far to get there. The owner Gino is from the upper echelon of Venezuelan society, and he's been super friendly towards Alejandra and I. He even gave us a couple hats from his restaurant, so I might wear mine this Sunday to show him that I support the cause (as I hope that someday Geno puts on the helmet of salvation).
Definitely Darwin and Elizabeth with their cool sons are our closest Christian friends in Venezuela, who will also be very much a part of the meeting on the 30th.
Alejandra is doing great in her pregnancy by the grace of God, but we really need to figure out in what country and city we want our child to be born. It seems like the due date is November 28th, which is a pretty good day to celebrate and give thanks.
Thanks for celebrating and giving thanks with us,
Alejandra and Sam Killins
Missionary Profile:
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)