Posted by: Omar C. Garcia | February 12, 2011

Change Comes Slowly

Outfitters Adult Bible Fellowship at work.

Our missions ministry has been engaged in serving Houston’s inner-city neighborhoods for the past five and a half years. In that period, we have mobilized thousands of volunteers and invested countless hours serving people in need. We have also developed some great partnerships with those who serve and minister in Houston’s urban areas. One of our favorite partners is Mike Malkemes, founder of Generation One, a ministry that reaches out to kids at risk and works to help them realize their potential. Mike keeps us aware of opportunities to partner with Generation One to repair homes, clear lots, demolish crack-houses, tutor kids, assist the elderly, and more. This past week, Mike invited us to assist three families in need in Houston’s Third Ward. Kingsland’s Outfitters Adult Bible Fellowship was scheduled to serve today and showed up early to care for these families.

One of the homes we painted and repaired today belongs to an old gentleman I first met a few years ago. He grew up in the Third Ward and, over the years, witnessed the slow deterioration of the area. However, when Mike moved in to the neighborhood and Kingsland helped to rebuild the Generation One headquarters, or “base camp” as former Marine Malkemes likes to call it, things started to change. Witnessing all of the good changes in the neighborhood prompted the old gentleman to conclude, “It’s starting to feel safe again.” We enjoy serving with Mike because God is using him to help change the Third Ward community and to make it feel safe again. Admittedly, change is coming slowly to the Third Ward, but it is coming — one home at a time. Mike knows that the task will not be completed in his generation, but he is committed to doing as much as he can to advance God’s purposes in his generation.

Each of us have the opportunity to serve God in our generation and to contribute to bringing about the kind of change that can make both the people and the places of our generation better. However, we can’t make much of a difference unless we at willing to engage with others and to get our hands dirty. But, it’s worth it all when you hear someone remark that their neighborhood is safer or you see a kid at risk find new hope in Christ. Let’s make the most of the opportunity to bring about change by serving God’s purposes in our generation. That’s all the time we have. Luke wrote, “For David, after he had served the purpose of God in his own generation, fell asleep, and was laid among his fathers and underwent decay” (Acts 13:36).

Posted by: Omar C. Garcia | February 11, 2011

Global Glimpses

Who | Karl Kurz

Where I’ve Traveled with Kingsland | I was able to walk the life-changing Holy Land in April of 2009 with my wife and “insula” (close friends and family). I also have been blessed to go to the beautiful country of Tanzania in 2009 and 2010.

What I Did | In the bush of Southwest Tanzania we went house to house sharing our faith through Bible storying. We were able to see the Holy Spirit start new churches from salvation decisions during our time declaring the Good News of Jesus Christ.

What Touched Me Most | The hospitality of the Tanzanian people was so refreshing — and to see the joy of the Lord so evident in our Safwa ministry partners was very touching to me.  However, what touched me the most was God’s revelation of new truths and insight into His character as I served in Tanzania.

Where To Next | Tanzania 2011 — Yeehaw!

Why I Will Go Again | I will return to Tanzania because I get to truly understand Paul’s words form Philippians 1, “I thank my God every time I remember you. In all my prayers for all of you, I always pray with joy because of your partnership in the gospel from the first day until now, being confident of this, that he who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus.” And, because it was so much fun!

Posted by: Omar C. Garcia | February 10, 2011

Out of the Cold

Whenever the weather turns cold in Houston my thoughts especially turn to the homeless and transients who pass through our city. These are the folks who live in the shadows of our peripheral world. They are easy to overlook and even easier to judge. Those of us who live in comfortable homes have no idea about the challenges these unfortunate human beings face from hour to hour, especially when the weather turns bad. Earlier this week, a woman driving a 1980’s-era Mercury Monarch pulled into our parking lot. Doyle, our Executive Pastor, was the first to meet her. This sixty-something year old woman walked in to our offices bundled in a blue down jacket. Before she even said a single word, her longing eyes and woeful countenance spoke for her. She needed assistance. And, she asked for prayer. After spending some time visiting with her, Doyle called and asked me to join them. We deal with lots of folks in need of assistance every week, but there was something about this woman named Jeri that touched us both.

Doyle and I agreed that we needed to help Jeri. So, we asked her to follow us to the gas station down the street where we filled up her car and bought her a pre-paid gas card. Then, we secured a room for her at one of our local motels and gave her money for meals. Jeri quietly expressed her gratitude for these simple acts of kindness. As we prepared to leave, I watched as she walked slowly and deliberately to her car. I glanced down to look at the condition of the tires on her car and then inside where she carried the scraps of her existence from place to place. As Doyle and I drove away my heart was filled with sadness for this woman who seemed to be covered and draped in a pall of loneliness. We will likely never know the rest of the story or whether she arrived at her destination. All we know is that for a brief slice of time our paths crossed and we had to make a decision about whether to help this woman who came into our offices out of the cold. Could this have been Jesus in the distressing disguise of the poor?

Meeting Jeri reminded me of a particular poem I had written in the Winter of 1972 when I was in high school. The poem was inspired by an old woman I had seen walking alone on a cold day when I was driving to school. While at a stop light, the woman turned to look at me as she crossed the street. Her gaze was penetrating and her steps were slow and measured. I entitled the poem “The Woman of Time.” I remember sharing the poem with my beautiful Mom and telling her about the woman who had inspired me to write it. Mom loved it and, as she always did, encouraged me to keep writing. This is what I wrote about the woman who I saw that winter of my high school years.

The woman was old and ragged and gray,
as I saw her walking that cold, rainy day.
She was dressed very poorly in a long coat of black,
that did not even look like it held the cold back.

Her walk was a slow one of a careful pace,
and the passing of time had wrinkled her face.
She looked kindly to all those who passed her by,
and I wondered who’d miss her the day she would die.

I thought of my mother who would one day be old,
and I prayed she would never have to walk in the cold.
And on walked this woman — old, ragged, and gray,
taking with her the knowledge of another day.

Doyle asked Jeri why she had come to Kingsland seeking help. Jeri said that she had stopped by a gas station in the area and that the clerk said to her, “If you are looking for help, I know that the people at Kingsland will help you.” I was so glad to hear that someone who works in our community pointed Jeri in our direction. May we always be known as a place where people like Jeri can come out of the cold to experience a little warmth and kindness and love.

Posted by: Omar C. Garcia | February 9, 2011

Wordless Wednesday

Eating a grub. | 2008 | Southwestern Tanzania

Posted by: Omar C. Garcia | February 6, 2011

For the Greater Progress

On January 7, I posted a blog entitled Bigger-Picture People. Over the past thirty-two years in full-time vocational ministry, I have made it a point to look for and befriend bigger-picture people. Bigger-picture people are the kind of people who turn barricades into bridges and lemons into lemonade! They are the people who are able to joyfully and patiently endure difficult circumstances because they see the bigger picture of how their circumstances fit into the scheme of God’s long-term work. They are people who have a remarkable ability to persist under extreme pressures because their commitment to the bigger picture strengthens their resolve to keep on keeping on. These are people who see their circumstances as God-given opportunities for the advancement of the gospel and development of their character. These are the kind of people who rejoice at what God is going to do instead of complaining about what God did not do. Their lives command respect, dispense encouragement, and are worthy of imitation.

St. Paul in Prison | Rembrandt

One of the distinguishing marks of “Bigger-Picture People” is their ability to see and know that God is at work even in the midst of difficult circumstances. They are people who have learned to trust God with their circumstances, knowing that circumstances can be the raw materials of their greatest discoveries about God. They are people who realize that God is able to use both the sorrows and successes of life in the communication of the gospel and the development of their character. Without question, the Apostle Paul holds a place of honor in the ranks of “Bigger-Picture People.” In his letter to the church at Philippi, Paul discussed his circumstances — “Now I want you to know, brethren, that my circumstances have turned out for the greater progress of the gospel,” (1:12). He did not complain about his circumstances nor give many details about his imprisonment. His greatest concern was the gospel and its advance. There is a resounding note of optimism in what he writes:

“I wish you to know (come to know, learn, or understand) brothers (fellow believers who are members of the same spiritual family by faith in Christ) that my circumstances (that is, recent developments in his case) have turned out rather (in contrast to what might be expected) unto the advancement of the gospel.”

Even though Paul was a prisoner, his imprisonment did not end his missionary activity but rather expanded it for himself and for others. His circumstances turned out for the greater progress or advancement of the gospel. The Greek word for advancement is prokope, a word used to describe the progress of an army or expedition. This word referred to the cutting away of trees and undergrowth and the removal of any barriers that might hinder the progress of an army. Paul’s imprisonment, rather than shutting the door, opened a door to new opportunities for him. His circumstances cleared the way for the gospel to advance into new areas.

One of Paul’s greatest desires was to preach the gospel in Rome (see Acts 19:21 and Romans 1:15). He wanted to go there as a preacher but instead went as a prisoner. Yet, it was as a prisoner that he had the marvelous opportunity to introduce the gospel to people and into places he could not have reached in other ways. Someone wisely noted, “Severe obstacles can become divine opportunities.” Warren Wiersbe, one of my favorite writers, wrote that “God sometimes uses strange tools to help us pioneer the gospel.” And indeed Paul’s circumstances turned out for the greater progress of the gospel. “The same God who used Moses’ rod, Gideon’s pitchers, and David’s sling,” wrote Wiersbe, “used Paul’s chains.” In Psalm 119:91b the Psalmist declared, “For all things are Thy servants.” And what a noble purpose was served by Paul’s chains. The next time you find yourself “under the circumstances” or facing unexpected challenges, don’t get discouraged. Instead, face them with the courage, insight, and resolve of bigger-picture people. By doing so, your circumstances might also turn out for the greater progress of the gospel.

Posted by: Omar C. Garcia | February 5, 2011

The Mustang Boys

Jerry and Susan Smith | Mongolia

Sixteen years ago, my dear friend Jerry Smith and I met at Bear Creek Park in Houston for our evening walk and accountability talk. At that time, Jerry was looking forward to traveling to the island of Hainan in the South China Sea and to visiting the city of Tianyahaijiao, traditionally known as “The End of the Earth.” However, due to some political saber-rattling between China and Taiwan, Jerry and his team were denied the necessary visas for travel to Hainan. However, when the door to Hainan closed, God opened a door for Jerry to travel to Mongolia. On the particular night that Jerry and I talked about all of this at Bear Creek Park, Jerry was struggling with whether to accept the invitation to accompany a church-planting team to Mongolia. We talked about how God had closed one door for the Apostle Paul while on his second missionary journey and redirected him to Troas on the western shore of Asia Minor (Acts 16). It was there that Paul had a vision of a Macedonian man standing and earnestly appealing for help. By the time we finished our two-mile walk, we had concluded that God had closed the door to Hainan because he wanted for Jerry to go to Mongolia.

After his initial trip to Mongolia, Jerry and I talked again. Jerry told me that he was going to return to Mongolia alone and spend a month there seeking God’s direction for his life and ministry. While on his second journey to Mongolia, Jerry learned about the plight of Mongolia’s sewer kids — runaways, throwaways, and orphans who survive Mongolia’s harsh winters by living in the sewers below the streets of Ulaanbaatar, the capital and largest city in Mongolia. When Jerry returned to Houston, he was convinced that God was calling him to address the needs of the sewer kids. So, Jerry and his wife Susan moved to Mongolia and started caring for these children. Over the past sixteen years they have rescued and housed Mongolia’s runaway and throwaway kids. Jerry and Susan have also established infant nutrition centers that have saved the lives of hundreds of babies and also opened the first center for special needs kids. And they have helped Mongolian nomads make it through several of Mongolia’s zuds (extremely severe winters) by providing food for nomads and their livestock. Jerry has led hundreds of Mongols to faith in Christ and started several churches. Both Jerry and Susan have received the highest humanitarian recognitions that the government of Mongolia gives to civilians who have contributed to the betterment of the country.

Years ago, Jerry started a special ministry to boys rescued from the streets. He calls these boys his Mustang boys. The Mustangs are trained in spiritual disciplines and have also received recognition for their skills in search and rescue. I have known most of these boys since the day Jerry rescued or received them into his care. It has been a blessing to see these boys come to faith in Christ, excel academically, and accept responsibility for the future of their own country. Last night, I had the opportunity to reconnect with four of the boys who are in Houston for a brief visit. They are the fruit of Jerry and Susan’s ministry and validate that Jerry made the right decision to go to Mongolia sixteen years ago. The Mustang Boys are now taking ownership of the good work that Jerry started in Mongolia. I believe that the future of God’s work in Mongolia will be brighter because of Jerry and Susan and their good work with the Mustang Boys. I encourage you to learn more about Jerry’s ministry at his Change the World/LifeQwest Mongolia website.

Posted by: Omar C. Garcia | February 4, 2011

Global Glimpses

Welcome to my first installment of “Global Glimpses” — a new feature in which I will highlight the stories of those who participate in our various international and local initiatives. I hope that these brief testimonies will give you a glimpse of how God is using Kingsland volunteers to advance His purposes around the world. I will post a new installment of Global Glimpses at least once a week. Enjoy.


Who | Kay Smith and my whole family!

What We Did | Traveled on a family mission trip.

Where We Went | We went to Kolkata, India — the place that my daughter and I fell in love with last summer when we traveled there with a Kingsland Student Ministry Team.

Biggest Challenge | Knowing that it was “up to us” and we couldn’t rely on other people to accomplish the tasks that God had given us to do. It was a challenge in that there wasn’t a time that we could just “hope that it got done” — from planning all the way until the end of the trip.

Greatest Blessing | Seeing each other with new eyes and encouraging each other when we were tired. It was also a huge blessing to be able to love on our new friends in India as a family. We have the most wonderful memories.

Where To Next | I will be going back to India in June with Free The Captives!

Posted by: Omar C. Garcia | February 2, 2011

Wordless Wednesday

With the Reindeer People (Tsaatan Mongols) | Northern Mongolia | 2000

Posted by: Omar C. Garcia | February 1, 2011

A Touch of Warmth

One year and a few days ago, Houston faced the coldest days on record in fourteen years. Whenever the weather turns cold, my thoughts turn to the homeless who live in the blurry shadows of our peripheral vision throughout the city. Last January, our missions ministry organized a last-minute coat and blanket drive to help the homeless. And, the people of Kingsland responded by providing enough items to fill a twenty-four foot U-Haul truck. We delivered the items to one of our urban ministry partners who then distributed these bundles of warmth to Houston’s homeless. There is no way for us to comprehend what it must be like for those who live and sleep on the streets, especially when the temperatures plunge. Not all of the homeless make it into shelters when the weather turns cold. Many stay on the streets. For these unfortunate individuals, an additional coat or blanket may mean the difference between life and death.

Officer Giraldo and Amy Granger

Once again, Houston is experiencing its coldest days on record this winter. Yesterday, my friend Gil Harris introduced me to Houston Police Department Officer Jaime Giraldo. Officer Giraldo is one of three officers assigned to HPD’s new Homeless Outreach Team. This team is responsible for compassionately connecting with and assisting our city’s homeless population. Our discussion turned to the cold weather, the challenge of getting the homeless into shelters, and the many homeless people who never make it into warm shelters. Because of the urgency of the situation, I asked Amy Granger, our missions ministry assistant, to recruit some of our volunteers to shop for sleeping bags, blankets, warm caps, and gloves. Officer Giraldo stopped by to pick up these items this afternoon. He and his partners will distribute these items to the homeless who will need this extra protection to make it through the cold weather forecasted to be with us all week.

I am grateful to the people of Kingsland whose generosity makes it possible for us to respond quickly in times of need. And, I am thankful that Houston’s Police Department has appointed a new Homeless Outreach Team. I promised Officer Giraldo that our missions ministry will continue to assist him and his partners in their efforts to help the homeless. Let’s remember to pray for the homeless and for HPD’s Homeless Outreach Team as they work to help the homeless. And, remember that we too are responsible for helping the homeless and the least of these. Toss an extra blanket or a coat into your car along with a few snacks stuffed into the pockets. Then look for an opportunity to help the homeless as you drive around our community. Your act of kindness is sure to warm hearts — your own and that of the person you bless.

Posted by: Omar C. Garcia | January 30, 2011

Bound by Kindness

My cell phone rang just as I arrived home from lunch today. Although I did not recognize the unusual number on the Caller ID, I answered it anyway. I figured it was probably one of our international ministry partners. But, it wasn’t. I immediately recognized the caller’s distinctive voice and greeting — “Hello, Mr. Omar” — as that of one of my Muslim friends from Pakistan. In 2005, my friend Lee Pullin and I traveled to Pakistan to do relief work after the devastating earthquake that killed tens of thousands of people within the span of a few short minutes. Lee and I stopped to spend the night not far from the town of Balakot, the epicenter of the earthquake, in Mansehra District. While there, our translators met a man from a mountain village that had been completely destroyed. “No one has come to help our village,” he complained. We quickly concluded that this was a providential connection and that God had sent us to help this man and the people of his village.

The following day we traveled into the mountains to visit the man’s village. The devastation was heart-breaking. And, with harsh winter weather just days away, the need of the villagers for shelter was critical. After some deliberation, we purchased corrugated tin and empty rice and flour sacks and used these materials to build a model home in a matter of hours. We filled the empty sacks with dirt, stacked these bags to make walls, spanned the walls with timbers, and then added corrugated tin for roofing. Our crude model home was a hit and sufficient to help the survivors make it through the winter. Every year since the earthquake, our friends in Pakistan have called to express their gratitude for the kindness we showed to the people of their village. This year’s call came today, five years after Lee and I visited their village.

The destruction of the 2005 earthquake introduced Lee and me to the people of a remote mountain village — people we otherwise would never have met. But it was the kindness we demonstrated that has kept us connected with our friends there. Kindness is an amazing thing. When I was a kid, my grandfather introduced me to Aesop’s fables. I especially liked the fable of “The Lion and The Mouse,” a wonderful story that illustrates that no act of kindness, however small, is ever wasted. The writer of Proverbs (3:3-4) understood the power of kindness: “Do not let kindness and truth leave you; Bind them around your neck, Write them on the tablet of your heart. So you will find favor and good repute In the sight of God and man.” You don’t have to go all the way to Pakistan to demonstrate kindness. But you do have to look for opportunities to do so every day. Don’t underestimate the power of a simple act of kindness to open unexpected doors of friendship for you and to help you make meaningfuil connections with others. And remember that no act of kindness, however small, is ever wasted.

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