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Cuba trip 4

We spent most of our time in Cuba with Tony Fernandez, who is our field representative there. If you can’t figure it out, he’s the one in the yellow shirt in the above picture. On Monday, we spent the afternoon with Tony talking about our ministry and about future plans. I won’t bore you with the details, but I will share with you one quote from Tony. We give out Tony’s P.O. box number on our broadcasts, and he commented: “No one in Cuba gives out their address on a foreign radio broadcast. Nobody. If anything ever happens and I end up in jail, I just want you to know that it was my choice.”

Wow. “I just want you know that it was my choice.” I’ve been working on the 7 letters to the churches in Revelation. That’s exactly the sort of thing Jesus wanted to hear from the Christians in the province of Asia. “If I end up in jail, it was my choice.”

I’m often humbled by the honor of working with people of such faith.

Cuba trip 3

Sunday morning, as I mentioned, the churches in Matanzas had a combined service. They rented several minibuses and vans to bring in some of the people from the mission churches. The church meets under a tin roof in what would be the yard of a house; there’s no way you could get 600 people in there. It was packed with the 400 or so that were there.

They asked Steve Ridgell and I each to speak. Tony Fernandez also asked one of us to be prepared for some baptisms; the mission churches can’t get enough water together to baptize, so they use the baptistry at the church in Matanzas. I argued from 1 Corinthians 1 that a local person should do the baptizing, but Tony insisted that that was not their tradition. We gave in… this time. Steve spoke on Bartimeus; I talked about Jesus healing the paralytic that was lowered from the roof.

One touching moment was when a woman in a wheelchair was among the 9 that came forward. I had been a bit uncomfortable talking about paralytics with her in the audience; it really touched my heart when she came forward.
I had to carry her into the baptistry as she only had one leg. Rarely have I seen such joy as someone gives themself to God.
All in all, Sunday morning in Matanzas, Cuba, was a wonderful time.

Cuba trip 2

Since we didn’t arrive until 4 a.m. on Saturday, we didn’t start our activities until the afternoon. After eating lunch with Tony Fernandez and his wife Liudmila, we went and visited a couple of the new “mission churches” in the province of Matanzas. The Versalles church in the city of Matanzas started planting churches in February of 2006; since then they’ve planted 14. They baptized 185 people last year. We went and visited two of the newest churches, one in Cárdenas, one in Limones.

The church planting methodology is fairly simple. They’ve chosen one road and proposed to plant a church in each town along that road. Prayer is an essential element. The church has a group that meets for prayer every morning, as well as a group that spends all afternoon praying on Sunday while members go out to help with the services at the mission churches. A contact is found in the target town, either through the radio program that I get to do or through acquaintances of other Christians. When the first person is converted, they are informed that the church will meet at their house the following Sunday. A group of prepared men share the work of helping these new churches; they say that they’ve never gone and found just one person waiting. They always gather friends and relatives to participate with them in the service.

Both congregations that we visited were encouraging, though we were especially touched by the spirit of the brothers in Limones. As we neared the house where they meet, a brother met us along the road. He was excited because he was obtaining materials to make a baptistry (drought conditions make it difficult to gather enough water for baptisms). This same man had also gotten a truck and worked repairing the road to his house so that Tony’s truck wouldn’t get beat up any worse than it already is. And this brother has only been a Christian for 3 months. Contagious enthusiasm.

On Sunday, the churches in the province gathered for a combined service. There are over 600 active members in Matanzas, though I’m guessing there were only about 400 at the service. I’ll tell you about that in my next post.

Cuba trip

Last Friday I got to make my third trip to Cuba for Herald of Truth. Admittedly, Cuba is my favorite place to go among the trips we make, especially now that I’m doing a radio program that is heard there Monday through Friday. I especially enjoy meeting people like the ones in the photo who say, “We listen to you regularly.” It can be tough to keep that in mind when sitting in front of a microphone; visits like this help me keep in mind what is really going on.

Steve Ridgell and I traveled from Abilene to Dallas, Dallas to Cancun, Cancun to Cuba. Everyone says, “Ooh, Cancun…,” forgetting that Cuba is a Caribbean island. I won’t hide it; we stay in hotels overlooking the ocean, with breathtaking views. Cancun isn’t exciting to me when I’m headed for Cuba (although I’m told the resorts in Cancun are beautiful; hotels in Cuba are nice enough, but far from fancy). We arrived in Havana at about midnight, spent time clearing immigration and got away from the airport about 1 a.m. By the time we stopped by a church building in Havana to pick up some materials, visited Tony Fernandez’ house in Matanzas and drove to Varadero it was close to 4 when we got to the hotel. Poor Tony was too sleepy to drive back home and ended up pulling over and sleeping in his truck on the way home. (Cubans can’t stay in hotels, so he couldn’t stay with us)

Over the next few posts on this blog, I want to share with you some of our experiences. The church is growing by leaps and bounds in Cuba and God is doing great things there. I’ve got exciting things to tell!

The kings on foot (a voice from Cuba)

I’ve recently discovered a fascinating blog written by a woman in Cuba. She had some interesting stories to tell about the three kings. Let me translate:

“Last year Cuban newspapers strongly criticized the rebirth of the “consumerist” tradition of the three kings. They described the multitudes that, for days, packed the toy stores that took convertible pesos (the currency for those who get funds from outside Cuba — Tim), and they attacked the social differences generated by this practice. This January the solution the authorities found to avoid the “excess expenses” and the boasts of consumption, they have not allowed new and interesting toys to go on sale. Still, parents haven’t stopped buying and have grabbed up all the water pistols and swords made in China.

For me, born in the 70s, the kings came differently. They came in July and weren’t called Melchor, Gaspar and Baltasar; instead they were the three categories of available toys: basic, non-basic and additional. My mother took us to stand in line the day before. The wait was a long process of frustrations, watching how they ran out of the nicest dolls, until — getting to the counter — we had to buy a carpentry set or plastic feather duster. Still, in my family we continued calling that “el día de los reyes magos” and upon remembering it weeks later, I remembered the sleigh, pictured the camels and spotted the crowns.

Traditions have the capacity of hiding when they are forbidden. They turn into myth and parents pass them on to their children in whispers. Nothing is as absurd as wanting to eradicate that the makes up society’s stock of fantasy. That’s why today, twenty years after the last toy I got “by the book,” I gave myself a chocolate. It smelled of desert, manger and baby.”

The Wall Street Journal wrote about this author, Yoani Sanchez. When I think of what she risks to write what she does, I feel honored to get to read her words. I hope they give you a bit of insight into how others live.