Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Further Iran Urgings

Dear Friends,

I don’t know why I’ve become so impassioned by the situation in Iran but I feel a great responsibility to speak up and speak out. If you haven’t heard the news, Tehran has been in chaos since the election results were declared in Iran, naming Mahmoud Ahmedinijed the winner for another 4 years. There have been numerous allegations and it is becoming increasingly clear that his “victory” is fraudulent. More than a million people have taken the streets in peaceful protest – only to be met by violent police and military resistance. Tehran has completely crippled any mainstream news media from reporting accurately the events in the city – exactly what you would not expect from a “Democratically elected government.” In an election where 80% of the electorate voted, the country knows they have been ripped off.

This is not simply a matter belonging to some other country, some other place. In the events that take place in the coming days, so much is at stake. The security and stability of the Middle East, four more years of tension and hate-mongering by the holocaust denying Ahmedinijed, and a people – not much different than you and I – taken hostage.

I have no idea what to ask any of you to do but more than anything else I want you all to read about it and pray about it. Pray that the Truth would come out. That the world would respond to the atrocities of this corrupt and hateful regime. That somehow God would open the doors for the country to be open. For Iran to be free.

As Americans we heard so much talk about war with Iran during the election. Right now, in this very moment, the world has the opportunity to force a madman out of office without a single bomb. Please talk with your friends about it. Educate yourself about what the heck is going on. Email your friends and family. Talk to your kids for crying out loud so that they will understand what it means to live in a free country!

Dozens are reported dead by semi-official media releases. Images online and the twitterworld suggest more than a hundred. Many innocent have been jailed for speaking out in masse.

Force yourself to watch and share the clips on youtube. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fBp2p3MGJqw

Browse images taken by professional media and civilian Iranians: http://www.boston.com/bigpicture/2009/06/irans_disputed_election.html

Follow the “news” on Twitter since all we have are brave youth with cell phones: http://twitter.com/#search?q=%23iranelection

Change your profile pics on all your social network sites and spread the news. http://www.flickr.com/photos/harrystaab/3631624611/

Write letters to the editors, call congressmen, or find some other way to show your support and demand the world listen.

Like I asked before, I beg of you again – please pray. But don’t do nothing about this. God calls us to stand up for the oppressed and to speak out against injustice. Our human hearts understand this without a Bible. Please.

Harry

Iran again

Stand With Free Iran

Iran is not some country over there. It's not someone else's problem.

Please read and learn about the atrocities taking place this very moment. The immoral and irreprehensible behaviors of the Iranian government. Call upon our leaders to act! Support Iran justice in any way you can.

Follow the Twitter conversation.

Watch this short video essay.


Change your profile pics on your facebook/myspace/twitter/blogger/etc.

Talk to your friends about it.

PRAY ABOUT IT!

Think for just a moment. Four more years of the dictator Ahmedinejid means four more years of worrying about our country, oppression of the Iranian people, and continued suppression of the Gospel.

People are dying for freedom. They are taking the streets peacefully and getting brutally beaten.

DON'T BE SILENT!

Iran

This is my plea to those of you in my circle to please follow the happenings in Iran. It is a big fat deal and shouldn't be ignored. Talk about it, read about it, and please pray about it.

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And no, I am not in danger. I'm in India, not Iran.

Saturday, June 13, 2009

Big Dreams

What a wonderful day. I slept in til 11:00AM for the first time in a long time it seems. Called X (the VBS guy I've been talking about) and headed down the hill to meet with him. Found him near Clocktower, pulled out money from the ATM and presented him with Rs. 21,500 (more than $430) to purchase bibles. With that money, the 20 bibles he planned to take to the village for VBS turns into 96. God will do great things because of your prayers and generousity!

X invited me for lunch at his home. Of course I accepted. We sat and talked and dreamed big dreams. Dreams of what God might do with him and his ministry. How lives can be touched. How to grow. How to partner with churches and missions organizations around the world. The dreaming was contagious. It snowballed in such an exciting and magnificent way. He brought out plans developed by EMI for land they own an hour's walk from Mussoorie. How can we use the land for God's glory while we wait for funds? How can we trust God to provide but be faithful in pursuing connections and relationships and using all he's given us? How can the building process glorify Him? How can provide jobs and economic empowerment to villagers? How can we partner with church groups to provide them opportunity to take part in the process?

Something really cool was happening. Our eyes kept getting bigger and bigger. Ideas just flooded the table.

X wants to do so much. He currently runs a medical ministry that provides medical services (basic aid and medicine) to several villages north of Mussoorie. It takes him 1-3 hours just to hike to any of them and he does this most days of the week. There are no roads, the paths are rock, dirt, steep and narrow. He operates out of a two room apartment in the nearest of these villages. He ministers to people's physical and spiritual needs. He brings healing medicine and healing Truth. He takes care of widows who have no land and tries to give them work and housing. He is developing vocational training to give people valuable skills to market themselves. He puts on medical seminars to teach hygiene, sanitation, first aid. He provides Bible teaching and childrens' VBS events.

He runs on who knows what support. Everything is, as he puts it, "by faith." How will we pay for more medicine? I don't know, God gave me this mission, He will provide. How can we pay for this building project? I don't know, God will provide. How will we do this or that? God can do it, He can do anything.

Oh, how I wish I could dream so big - and believe it! To read Jeremiah 29:11, Matthew 17:20, or Luke 1:37 and to take hold of it! To believe with everything that God is as big as He claims to be and that He can make a way, or provide, or answer, or resolve, or redeem.

It's like when we were children dreaming of all the things we hoped to become. To fly to space, to make the Major Leagues, to be famous actors - but God has even BIGGER things in store for us. What would happen if we took hold of that and followed Him wherever he leads.

“Therefore do not worry, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ For after all these things the Gentiles seek. For your heavenly Father knows that you need all these things. But seek first the kingdom of God and His righteousness, and all these things shall be added to you. Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about its own things. Sufficient for the day is its own trouble."
Matthew 6:31-34

Our dreaming continued through lunch and then chai. So many dreams. So many uncertainties. But always the hope of the promise God gives to us.

I cannot wait for VBS next weekend. I cannot wait to interact with young people from a completely different culture (village Indians). I can't wait to share the hope I have that is Christ.

Be in prayer!

Friday, June 12, 2009

Bibles for Village VBS

For Rs. 280 ($5.60) you can provide a bible to be given to one of the 120+ children (ages 5-17) during VBS at a local village. The ministry putting this up only had resources to purchase 20 but with a little help from some friends (you know who you are) that has changed to nearly 80! If you want to sponsor some Bibles please let me know. Wouldn't it be so great to see a Bible in the hands of every child! I've been hearing that there is so much receptivity to the gospel in the hills nearby. Parents have even asked to sit in and learn during the VBS! People are curious about this Je$u$ fellow. And when they meet him, which they will with prayer and support of the ministries around here. How blessed we are and what great an opportunity to spread Truth, Hope, and Love.

Please email me: hstaab@gmail.com if you want to contribute. If you don't feel led to financially support, please, please, please pray that many would come and hear and accept the message of Truth!

Can't wait to share what God will do next weekend with VBS.

Monday, June 8, 2009

Birthday in India

Yesterday, June 7, was my 22nd birthday, or 23rd if you are Indian I think. 'Twas great fun!

I slept in and nearly missed church. I felt terrible, but not enough to miss church. Church was packed with guests from Indiana. It was hot and stuffy and I rushed out for fresh air as soon as it was over. Not the best start to my birthday, feeling so weird and all.

My eMi friends who were still around took me to Clocktower Cafe, my favorite eatery, for lunch. I ordered a plate of spaghetti (yum). Ivy made me a handmade card with lots of encouraging notes in it and Ed gave me a framed picture from our first project trip - me surrounded by kids playing with my camera. I coulda cried, but men don't do such things. It makes it hard to see and punch things accurately.

After stuffed full, we walked back to Tipp and I sat and read some more Narnia. In two days I flew through Prince Caspian and the Voyage of the Dawn Treader. I'll be done with the Silver Chair tonight I suppose. We helped out our neighbor moving big heavy trunks and dressers and such. Didn't make me feel very good. But it was a good workout.

The guys left for a while and we were to meet back up for cake - CHEESECAKE! - later. The time passed and neither friends nor cake were present. But I kept reading. Ivy showed up and kept me company and we had a delightful conversation (we've had a few of those lately). As soon as she picked up her phone to call about the cake, it showed up. Not soon later, the guys were all around and the party began.

For the first time in a long time (or at least I think it was a long time) I blew out a candle on a cake. I had to share it (the two candles) with Ryan (as his birthday is in a week or so), but I suppose there are worse people to do such things with. More warm and fuzzies. Ryan busted out some blueberry jam and the cheesecake tasted like heaven.

Night fell and us interns headed "downtown" to meet more friends and shoot pool. We reminisced about birthdays along the way. The long walk wasn't a bother at all.

We found the hole-in-the-wall pool hall and played till our friends came - and played some more. I impressed with one or two great streaks but was overall pretty mediocre.

Management finally kicked us out about 11pm and we meandered back through the Mall (Mall road that is). We stopped at an arcade and played a game of intense air hockey. Ko and I held on to our lead in an exciting finish.

We grabbed gulab jamin (like a donut hole soaked in syrup) and headed back up to Tipp, being silly. Halfway up, when some of our friends split off, they broke into song: HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU...! Like cats on a fence in the cartoons I was sure someone would throw a shoe at them. But it was great.

You know that phrase we use all too liberally, "I'll never forget this"? Well, I've said that countless times to events I've undoubtedly forgotten over the years, but I can't help but think this time its true. I'll never forget my birthday in India.

Another thing I just remembered. A lot of Christians around here, especially those born in the villages, don't know their real birthdays. So you know what they usually prefer to use and celebrate? Their baptism. How cool is that. Now that's a real birthday!

Friday, June 5, 2009

Evil Spirits, Demon Posession and other Weird and Creepy Topics that make us Westerners all Uncomfortable and Such

Last night I went to cell group at our pastor's house. After a fantastic dinner of buff and momos he shared with us about recent happenings. It turned into one of the most fascinating conversations of my time in India. I'll do my best to share and reflect and who knows, to maybe challenge you to rethink your own box.

Before I start, let me share a few verses that I hope you will keep in mind.

16 They made him jealous with their foreign gods
and angered him with their detestable idols.

17 They sacrificed to demons, which are not God—
gods they had not known,
gods that recently appeared,
gods your fathers did not fear.

18 You deserted the Rock, who fathered you;
you forgot the God who gave you birth.

--Deuteronomy 32:17

2When Jesus got out of the boat, a man with an evil spirit came from the tombs to meet him. 3This man lived in the tombs, and no one could bind him any more, not even with a chain. 4For he had often been chained hand and foot, but he tore the chains apart and broke the irons on his feet. No one was strong enough to subdue him. 5Night and day among the tombs and in the hills he would cry out and cut himself with stones.

6When he saw Jesus from a distance, he ran and fell on his knees in front of him. 7He shouted at the top of his voice, "What do you want with me, Jesus, Son of the Most High God? Swear to God that you won't torture me!" 8For Jesus had said to him, "Come out of this man, you evil spirit!"

9Then Jesus asked him, "What is your name?"

"My name is Legion," he replied, "for we are many."

--Mark 5:2-9

8Again, the devil took him to a very high mountain and showed him all the kingdoms of the world and their splendor. 9"All this I will give you," he said, "if you will bow down and worship me."

10Jesus said to him, "Away from me, Satan! For it is written: 'Worship the Lord your God, and serve him only.'d]">[d]"

--Matthew 5:8-10


My pastor (let's call him Z for ease), has been in the business of deliverance for many years now. Casting out demons, freeing people from evil spirits, healing unexplained ailments - you name it, he's got a story about it. Now before you roll your eyes and scoff, please hear me out as I try to tell Z's story.

Z is a very Westernized Indian pastor from Garhwal, the Himalayan mountain region north of Mussoorie. He was born into a Hindu family and met Jesus in his teens. The encounter impacted him so greatly that by the age of 15 or so he was already preaching the gospel. He continued to learn, taking classes and studying the Bible. One day God gave him the calling to preach the gospel in Garhwal, to his people. More than ten years ago, he started a new church here and has been discipling and training pastors to preach in the villages.

By chance one day, he was asked to cast out a spirit from a woman down the hill. He was hesitant but, being the only pastor these people could find, he accepted. He had no idea what he was in for. He recalled how powerful the experience was, too powerful for him. He wasn't prepared, and he did not succeed in the effort.

Over the next years he continued to pour over the scriptures, arming himself with God's word. When he was called upon again, with God's power, people were delivered.

Z is a very wise man. He speaks with a clarity and understanding of the God's power that I've heard from few others. He never speaks with simplistic arguments but always with a holistic, multi-faceted view of things. He knows God's word. He practices what he preaches. And he preaches without mincing words. He's been a life-long learner, citing all the books he's read and experiences he's had, and a gifted teacher.

The past couple of weeks, Z has been taking part of what he calls "Deliverance Ministry." Villagers from all over are brought together and several pastors pray and confront and cast out evil spirits and demons. He described remarkable stories from this event.

A spirit in one woman called out that he resided in her nose ring - a precious gift from her husband who passed away. Nothing could draw the spirit from this woman until they took off the nose ring. He described it as a very strange event, the woman writhing and struggling until it was finally taken off.

Other demons claimed to live in stomachs, causing great pain. Others in arms and legs. But by the authority of Jesus, none would remain.

Many came to acknowledge the power of Christ as a result. Many accepted the grace given to them by the One True God.

I hung on to every word, all of this so foreign to me. He asked us why the Church in the West generally doesn't acknowledge the spirit world.

Somewhere along history, we stopped recognizing that there is a greater force at work in this world than can be explained by mere science. In the East, this is a part of everyday life. Gods and goddesses, plants and animals are worshiped. These spirits had the power to bring ruin and disease. The power to destroy people. So they have been feared and appeased for countless centuries.

This power has captured billions of people. I cannot deny the glazed look of hundreds of Sadhus and pilgrims in Rishikesh and Haridwar. Men and women stoic, lifeless. People passing by with fixed eyes, as if in a trance. India is a country filled with people captured by lies.

Z argued that perhaps 80% of the country is possessed. How can this not be true, he said, when so many worship and call upon the millions of gods and goddesses in Hinduism. An interesting point I thought. Why would Satan not accept such an invitation?

That then brought up the question, why the West resists notions like these. But here, men worship not spirits but material possessions. Can an argument made that this relentless pursuit has not captured us?

But could it be that what we call mental disorders like schizophrenia could be the work of something greater? Z described personal instances in which he has seen people freed from demons who exhibited such torment.

Throughout the Bible, there was no doubt that spirits had a power and authority in this world. Countless sick and possessed were brought to Jesus to be healed and delivered. Strange that many of us put that aside. That was then, we may say. But the Word says: "1For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms." (Ephesians 6:12)

The greatest part of the discussion was when Z began to talk about how we must work out our salvation. When Jesus comes into our hearts we are saved and made new. But this of course does not mean we are immune to trouble, free from sin. We must always be working to grow in the knowledge of him. We must always strive towards justification, to show the work God is ALWAYS doing in us. It is not enough to call Jesus the Lord of our hearts when our mind and our eyes and our tongue and the actions of our hands say otherwise.

God wants ALL of our being. He is a jealous God. El Kanna.

He is the God who saved me, a sinner deserving of death and I rarely find the time to sit in his presence and study his word? He showers blessing upon my life yet I am reckless with my time and money when I could be a blessing to others?

What does it say to others about me, about Christians, if God is not Lord of my everything?

Needless to say it was convicting to hear. It gets way to easy to get caught up with Flickr stats and comments. To glide lazily through the day with work and photoshop and surfing without acknowledging my Creator. To think I've been captured by so many things in this world. That I need deliverance too.