Archive for April, 2009

Changing times

Thursday, April 30th, 2009

This is not about Dillon’s song, "But the times… They are a changin’" (BTW, Dillon gave a concert in Geneva last week, $85 for the cheapest seats in the stadium, and the critics said it was one of the worst concerts they’d ever seen / heard / been exposed to).

One thing the men at church have been working on is the possibility (a trial period) of changing our worship time from Sunday morning at 10:30 AM to 5:00 PM. This would still allow us all to worship, to eat together a couple of times a month, and to travel the weekend, yet free Wife and me up to spend morning time with the Geneva church, thus benefiting from extra Christian fellowship and opportunities to minister.

I love Lausanne. I love our little church. My heart is here. My life is here. Yet keeping on the way we are going, not changing anything in the way I reach out (in ministry) or in what the church is doing when we gather around the Lord’s table will, most probably, lead to fewer and fewer people present. We have been in a downward spiral and are looking for the energy to move forward with wisdom and love.

Which is a big challenge to some of the Christians here. Most said: "Let’s meet whenever we want. Count me in. I will be there." But a few talked about the difficulty of changing their habits, the tradition of meeting in the mornings, the desire to keep things as they are. Some talked of completely dropping out.

I am not afraid. But I do believe that pastors are called to look after the weakest sheep. And it will be hard if we decide to leave some behind during our upcoming trial period.

Would you pray for us?

20 Kilometers

Tuesday, April 28th, 2009

All was okay until I hit 12 kilometers. I was ahead of schedule but my legs were bags of concrete and someone had applied glue to the soles of my Nike Pegasus. The 700 feet or so of climb (with another 200 to 300 thrown in then taken away from you, just to get you warm, you know) had taken their toll. 

I still managed several under 8 minute miles, but these were all downhill and I was missing my targets by an easy 10 seconds per kilometer. The slowest split was kilometer 19, but fortunately my neighbor caught me. "How you doing?", he asked me. "Fine", I replied, even though I was dieing and I was starting to see everything in black and white.

"How ’bout you?" He replied that he had nothing left. But I was running a bit faster and as we entered the stadium I said, "Let’s finish strong."

This is the worst I’ve ever felt in a race (which isn’t saying much because I haven’t done many). I stomped across the finish line in 1 hour 39 minutes and 1.9 seconds, 1.9 seconds slower than I said I would do, A half a minute slower than I wanted to do. But I did the 20 K. I have a medal, a T-shirt, and the sore calves to prove it.

Chorale Harmonie rap-up

Wednesday, April 22nd, 2009

It was a small group who came to hear the Harmonie Chorale sing, but 25 of those folks were visitors and the evening of song and witness was energizing. Daughter did great. (BTW, check out an excellent picture of her running right here in 1997, and see Wife’s posts on memories concerning this weekend’s race right here.)

The afternoon at the retirement home was amazing. The 65 residents loved the songs and basked in the contact with the singers. Such a good moment.

Several families from church housed the chorale members (who had sung 3 times that day). Do you remember keeping visiting singers at your place? I’ve always found that time uplifted.

All arrived on time for the Tuesday morning drive… Another 7 hours to Cologne, Germany.

Fortunately, they’ll be back for a concert in Geneva on Friday night.

Chorale Harmonie

Monday, April 20th, 2009

Today, Daughter will arrive with the group from Marseilles. They are on their annual concert tour. This morning they are singing in Lyons, France. Then they will arrive in Lausanne 30 minutes before the 3:30 PM concert at the local retirement home. This evening, they will give a concert for us, and the local Protestant Church is where that will take place. I hope we get 30 or so visitors for that concert, people from the neighborhood, some of our friends, some of Daughter’s friends.

We have seen the power of song and the joy it brings to those in the retirement home. We are told that the residents look forward to the concert every year. Song and message go hand in hand, and provide a moving way to share the Message with our surrounding community.

Easter 2009

Thursday, April 16th, 2009

Good Friday was a day off here in Vaud, a Protestant canton. That meant that all shops, offices, everything but the gas stations and the public transport services were closed. It was a beautiful, relaxing day. Little known fact: The Catholic cantons do NOT have Good Friday off.

Susan G. (Pepperdine prof) and one of her daughter’s (and her family) were with us on Easter Sunday. That’s when I learned that my favorite cousin and Susan’s daughter were first year roomies at Pepperdine way back when. (See picture.)


For worship, just over 20 of us communed together in a big circle, singing resurrection songs and celebrating God for the glory that awaits us.

The Easter egg (chocolate) hunt was great fun. The yard is beautiful this time of year with cherries in bloom, as are the apple and plum trees. These Swiss really get the Easter season right, for Monday was ANOTHER holiday (Easter Monday). A time to do minor chores (working in the yard is forbidden), go on a bike ride, grill something if you want.

So we were refreshed from the time off.

T.G.I. Good Friday

Friday, April 10th, 2009

Without the following Sunday, it would have been the saddest day in history.

But it was all well planned.

Thank God.

Today, remember what He did, and does, for you.

Pepperdine students

Wednesday, April 8th, 2009

We’ve had a wonderful year with the Pepperdine students (Lausanne campus). There are 55 students and I’d guess about 40 regularly attended the house church that Susan Giboney, visiting Pepperdine faculty, hosted.

 

Wife welcomed 10 students a week to our home for meals. The last meal she opened it up to all who wanted to come, so we BBQ’ed for 33+ and, unfortunately, had to turn away another ten or so who signed up too late. We had a great evening listening to lots of stories about college life, which for me was a really long time ago.

They gave Wife and me along with Son 1 a dessert reception on Sunday night before house church. Zack, a card wizard, did a couple of  fun card tricks for us and some of the girls told Wife how much they appreciated her. We were honored.

Tomorrow night is the closing banquet. Cheese Fondue and fellowship is on the menu. Many of the students won’t sleep a wink since the bus will haul them to the airport at 6 AM Friday morning. I imagine Son 1 won’t sleep much either. He’s become close to one of the girls.

Each year a new group comes and you wonder how it’s going to work out. And it does all work out. That’s pretty good.

Sick day

Monday, April 6th, 2009

Got a headache and a sore throat. The couch won’t let me out of its grasp. So I’m sleeping the day away.

BTW, ignore the last post. It was date April 1st.

I am trying to change your passwords so you can all comment. I miss you guys.

Transition

Wednesday, April 1st, 2009

One of my first heroes (besides family members) was the man I was named after. My Dad and Landon Brady Saunders have been great friends since attending Freed-Hardeman together in the late 50’s. Several hundred boys (and a few girls) have been named for Landon, but, as far as he knows, I was the first.


Recently, Landon found his way again to our place in Lausanne. Landon’s Heartbeat ministry is in a time of transition, and he’d come to ask us for some help, wondering if I wouldn’t consider changing directions in ministry and come back to the USA to partner with him in the Heartbeat ministry.


Wife and I thought it over but decided we couldn’t go in that direction, as much as we admire Landon and the amazing work God does through him. I think our decision truly saddened him. It is hard to let down one of your heroes.

We suggested he talk to a well-known preacher from Texas (who just happens to love avocados from the San Joaquin). That seemed to brighten Landon up quite a bit, which was a load off our minds, especially since that faithful servant from Texas accepted the challenge and will be working with Heartbeat.

I thought our path was now clear, but we just received an offer from the Highland Church in Abilene to replace above mentioned avocado-eating preacher. And, although I love Abilene and the Highland church, I think that, once again, we’ll just stay where we are.

Sorry about that. I just feel like we’re letting everyone down these days.