Missionary Dating

I've missed not having missions classes this semester, but my lack of classroom time has not kept me from the realms of missiological strategy. With my graduation from Boyce drawing nigh, I have decided that the time has come to put what I have learned into action, and strike out into the mission fields of the world. I will be a Strategy Coordinator based in Venice, Italy, but my responsibility will not be to an ethno-linguistic people group. Rather, I will coordinate the work of Godly, single men and women in the task of sharing the gospel through incarnational, one-on-one evangelism and discipleship. I call this concept, "Missionary Dating."

Their are several ways that you, the reader can help. First and foremost, we need prayer. Pray that God would cause single people in Venice to give us their cell phone numbers, and that the team will be successful in establishing relationships with the right "people of peace." Secondly, we need people to give. Although your Cooperative Program dollars will pay for our basic living exspenses, we need individuals committed to Christ's kingdom building work to give above and beyond the tithe so that the men and women on my team can take their dates to the finest restaurants in the finest cars wearing the finest clothing. This is Italy, so the quality of our ministry must not be lax. Third, prayerfully consider whether or not God would have you join the team of those who are willing to suffer for Jesus by incarnating the Gospel among beautiful people.

As you can see, this plan is foolproof and steeped in Scripture. If you are interested in joining the team, please leave your contact information below, and join us for our first informational meeting at the Boyce Missions Link Fellowship, hosted by Boyce Missions Link on Wednesday, March 7, in Boyce Chapel at 10:00 a.m.

The President of Boyce Missions Link (and soon to be Strategy Coordinator for Missionary Dating in Venice, Italy),
Paul Butterworth

Lententide

I've never fasted for Lent before, but lately I've felt a growing restlesness in my flesh that badly needs to be crucified. I've decided to do away with a few luxaries, and I hope that as my body cries out for these things, my spirit might cry out to God for discipline from him and delight in him.

I think it is a mistake to scornfully discard traditions like Lent while undiscrimately creating new 40 day journeys. That is not to discard the new curricula, but simply to encourage continuity of faith. While sadly, Lent has been corrupted over the ages (Mardi Gras being the cheif example, and legalism another), I think any period of corporate fasting is only good, especially one leading up Resurrection Sunday.

This poem was written by George Herbert and serves as a beautiful call to worship through fasting. Read it to the end, as it makes more sense as it goes along.

"Lent"

Welcome dear feast of Lent: who loves not thee,
He loves not Temperance, or Authority,
But is compos'd of passion.
The Scriptures bid us fast; the Church says, now:
Give to thy Mother, what thou wouldst allow
To ev'ry corporation

The humble soul compos'd of love and fear
Begins at home, and lays the burden there,
When doctrines disagree.
He says, in things which use hath justly got,
I am a scandal to the Church, and not
The Church is so to me.

True Christians should be glad of an occasion
To use their temperance, seeking no evasion,
When good is seasonable;
Unless Authority, which should increase
The obligation in us, make it less,
And Power itself disable

Besides the cleanness of sweet abstinence,
Quick thoughts and motions at a small expense,
A face not fearing light:
Whereas in fulness there are sluttish fumes,
Sour exhalations, and dishonest rheums,
Revenging the delight.

Then those same pendant profits, which the spring
And Easter intimate, enlarge the thing,
And goodness of the deed.
Neither ought other men's abuse of Lent
Spoil the good use; lest by that argument
We forfeit all our Creed.

It's ture, we cannot reach Christ's fortith day;
Yet to go part of that religious way
Is better than to rest:
We cannot reach our Saviour's purith;
Yet we are bid, Be holy ev'n as he.
In both let's do our best.

Who goeth in the way which Christ hath gone,
Is much more sure to meet with him, than one
That travelleth by-ways:
Perhaps my God, though he be far before,
May turn and take me by the hand, and more:
May strengthen my decays.

Yet Lord instruct us to improve our fast
By starving sin and taking such repast,
As may our faults control:
That ev'ry man may revel at his door,
Not in his parlour; banqueting the ppor,
And among those his soul.

Two Weeks

Sunday was the fourteenth day of two crazy weeks. It started two weeks ago today, when just before dorm meeting began, I was informed that one of my guys one in the hospital. The two weeks have included it all, including car trouble (yet to be resolved completely), proof that the Lord's purpose prevails over all the many plans in my heart, a high-stress paper, and a difficult R.L. situation. The reaccuring theme, though, has been God's sovereignty, especially his goodness and faithfulness. I'm not sure if all this is going to continue on into a third crazy week or not, but regardless, He stays the same, and in this can I hope with confidence.