Mid-week outreach service in the YWAM coffee house

About Twenty-five or so came…

When they are finished, it will be a large, first class meeting place right on the street level with big windows and a lovely, classic interior. For now they have completed the basement and turned it into a cavernous wine cellar coffee shop.

The Wednesday "Community Night" gathering.

 

To be honest, I can’t say that it went all that well. I had a translator but somehow a few people began to laugh when It appeared to them that I was saying that Jesus was not sexy, when I was actually trying to explain that he was not a “sexist”, a word that the translator might not have heard before.

Then, when I tried to straighten it all out it seemed as though I was saying that he wasn’t particularly preferring one sex over another which brought about another misfortunate case of mis-communication. What a fix I was in and finally went on with what I could.

I was blessed when on the way home one of the missionaries, a lady from Asheville, North Carolina came upon a group of homeless men sleeping on the floor of the underground Metro station. She stopped and it was clear that her stopping was not for our benefit. They were excited to see her and knew her by name with fresh introductions all around. I loved the fact that this was something that she had already cultivated previously and was her natural inclination to treat these men with dignity. I love this kind of evangelism. It is simply what all Christian’s should be doing as they go about living.

Calvary Chapel in Budapest

Not everthing is hopeless and depressing…

budapest-fall-2008-083On Sunday I was taken to the center of Budapest where one of the most successful churches in Europe gather. The Calvary Chapel church meets in an old theatre with more than a thousand people attending each Sunday. I took in the main service and was one of five hundred in attendance. There are four weekend services in all and most of those attending were under the age of 35 years.

Sunday morning service at the 1,500 person Budapest Calvary Chapel

Sunday morning service at the 1,500 person Budapest Calvary Chapel

Anita Lazi
Anita Lazi

Ever heard the expression, “It’s a small world.” ? Well, it is. While I was trying to get a couple of these photographs a girl seemed overly excited about me. This never happens in real life so I paid immediate attention and there she was, one of my former Bethany students, Hungarian, Anita Lazi. I’m sure people wondered why I was being hugged by this woman. It was fun to see her again and learn that she goes on with Jesus and ministry.

 Later, following the service, I spoke to Pastor Phil Metzger.

Calvary Chapel Pastor, Phil Metzger
Calvary Chapel Pastor, Phil Metzger

I had email visited with him on previous occasions and surprise to me he remembered our conversations so he (perhaps he felt obligated) asked if I would consider teaching at their Hungarian Bible college. I hope to do it but as it stands now, my schedule is pretty filled up. Lord willing, we’ll make room!

Two guys that make a difference

Let me introduce you to Sam and Teli

(Teli…That’s the way a guy from Nottingham pronounces Terry)

I first met Sam and Terry coming across a Budapest park in the late dusk of Saturday evening. Terry was laughin’ as they walked briskly through the leaves. Teli (Terry) had on a fish shaped, multi-colored “Jesus” logo ballcap and under his open jacket a slogan bearing t-shirt, “Body Piercing Saved My Life.”

Sam from Alabama on the left and Teli (Terry) on the right.

Sam from Alabama on the left and Teli (Terry) on the right.

I stopped them, “Are you Christian’s,” I asked. Terry answered right away, “Yep, we sure are, are ye?” I’m sure glad that I could answer in the affirmative or he would have been immediately launched into, “The Four Spirtual Laws.”

We need more Teli’s and Sam’s, there just aren’t enough of them. Matter of fact, when was it that any stranger ever attempted to share the gospel with you (or you with them)? In my experience of sixty plus years and much of it lived in the Bible belt, I have had less than three occasions (outside of the church walls) when anyone attempted to reach me with the Gospel.

This was my first encounter with 67 year old Terry and his friend Sam (I figure him for a fifty something) from Alabama, a blues guitar player that has spent most of his adult life traveling and doing evangelism in a host of different countries. As both he and I, came from the same cultural and theological roots I understood him from head to toe. I think that we were brothers separated at birth.  

Tatooed up and down his arms Terry was a British military man and prize fighter. With a tough Popeye exterior, he has a heart as soft as putty. I immediately loved them both and learned so much from them about loving Jesus and others in His name. You’d do yourself a favor just to meet them. I’m not the same. 

You should hear Sam express the love of God.

The Largest Orthodox Jewish Synagogue in Europe

It’s an impressive structure with an overwhelming a sad history of thousands shipped off to the Nazi concentration camps never to return again. There are many comemorative sculptures and tributes to this event. This sculpted tree has on each shimmering leaf the name of a halocaust victim.

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