I woke up on the 20th and ate bread for breakfast, which became somewhat of a theme. We spent the morning prayer-walking through the streets of Marseilles. It was a very discouraging experience. The streets looked more like a third-world country than what we would traditionally think of in France. The people had stands at which they sold cheap goods and many people looked poverty-stricken. (Before we left we were warned about the pickpockets and thieves in Marseilles, therefore I did not take my camera along today).
After lunch we saw two very different building projects. The first project was by the local Islamic community. They are building a giant mosque in the city of Marseilles. This mosque will cost them 22 million euros (roughly $30 million) and will be the largest mosque on the continent of Europe. They showed us a model of the building and then gave us a tour of the site. The ceremonial ‘first stone’ had been laid just shortly before we arrived. After touring the site we stepped outside and prayed for the building and the people who will enter it. We prayed that our Sovereign God will use this building in some way for His glory. We then visited a very different site. The next building was three-stories high and has (barely) survived multiple fires. The inside of this building had rubbish and debris everywhere. It was the site where the Marseilles pastors wanted to build a Protestant church. The local mayor has agreed to give them the building for a lease of 90 years rent free, but it will take them 280,000 Euros (roughly $400,000) to fix up the building. We spent time praying over the site and praying for God’s provision.
The day finished with us going to the Marseilles ‘center’ to eat pizza and hear testimonies. We heard many stories of North Africans who came to faith in Christ. It was very encouraging to hear these stories. Seeing the building sites that day had left me heart-broken and discouraged (which is not necessarily a bad thing, I think it is good to feel that way every now and then). However, hearing these powerful testimonies was just a reminder that no matter what seemingly huge, human obstacle is in the way, God is going to draw people to himself and glorify His name. We introduced ourselves to the local community of believers and had a nice time of fellowship before leaving for the night.
Thursday, June 16, 2011
Sunday, June 12, 2011
France Day 3: May 19th
Thursday, June 9, 2011
France Day 2: May 18th
As many of you know the first week of our trip was originally supposed to be in North Africa. The point of this first week was for ‘cultural immersion’. Many of the people we came into contact with in France came from North Africa or North African descent, so the trip leaders thought it would be wise to take us to North Africa and be exposed to them there. Due to the change in plans we ended up spending the majority of the first week in the south of France doing ‘cultural immersion’. However, instead of being exposed to strictly North African culture, we were exposed to different facets of French culture and history each day. On the 18th, the focus was on the Roman influence in France.
We woke up around 5:20, which was not a problem for me since I had fallen asleep the night before around 8:30. We ate croissants in the center for breakfast and made sandwiches for ourselves for lunch. We the loaded up two vans and headed down three hours south to the Pont du Gard. The Pont du Gard is the site of a Roman aqueduct. We walked through a museum that gave us a very thorough history of how Rome came to rule in southern France and the impact that has on the modern day French. We also learned how they made aqueducts and why there is an aqueduct there. We then left the museum and walked out to where the aqueduct was and saw the beautiful site. It was huge! After taking some pictures we ate lunch.
After lunch we drove for about 20 minutes to the city of Nimes. In Nimes we visited another Roman amphi- theater, but this one was much larger than the one in Lyon. At the amphitheater we were given little MP3 devices that would guide us through the amphitheater and tell us about the different things that went on there. Not only did this amphitheater hold real gladiator fights, but it also was a place of Christian persecution and martyrdom. This tour reminded me once again of why this area of the world is so lost. I was unaware that intense Christian persecution went all the way back to the 3-4th century in France. I knew of the French Revolution and how the French had harbored hatred for the Catholic Church for hundreds of years prior. I knew there was intense persecution of Protestants in the 16-17th century (we learned more about this the next day). But I was unaware of the roots of this persecution back in the Roman era. As I began to process this it made sense that France is now basically split up into two groups. The first is the typical Frenchman who accepts atheism and postmodernism as truth. Though this group is emotionally Catholic, they are not practicing and are generally hostile to evangelistic efforts. The second group in France is North African immigrants. The number of North African immigrants is soaring in France and they bring their cultural and religious traditions with them. As we left the amphitheater, my heart was broke for the people of France. We then went to our hotel in the south and had a little bit of downtime to get settled in. We looked for a French place to eat but nothing was feasible on this night due to our late arrival so we ate a Chinese buffet. After dinner we stayed and talked for a long time (which ended being what happened at every dinner, it’s French culture). We had a very interesting conversation about what actually makes up a church. It was fairly late when we got back to the room so I got right to bed.