Over the course of this next year (Aug 2012 to Aug 2013) I will be blogging about my time as a PC(USA) Young Adult Volunteer in Tucson, AZ. I am volunteering with the intention of finding a deeper understanding of God's love as it is presented in different settings around the world. Thus far, that hope is coming to fruition.
Showing posts with label Woodvale Methodist. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Woodvale Methodist. Show all posts

Saturday, September 24, 2011

the goings-on

This past week was a great one and I think it's only fitting I share with you all some pics and stories of the past few days. I would also like to give you all an idea of what my typical week is shaping up to be.

Monday I spend my day meeting with either Doug, our site coordinator, or with the him and the whole group. We discuss what is going on at our placements, what we're struggling with, and how we're generally doing. I love these meetings. Doug is certainly a seasoned vet when it comes to many of the things we're dealing with so he is a wonderful ally for us in this year abroad. After the meetings I head up the Antrim Road to the 174 Trust where I help with the after school program for about an hour and a half before meeting up with the football club that I've spoken of before. The after school program usually consists of going out on the bus to pick kids up from their primary schools and then hanging out with them at the Trust. Hanging out includes, amongst other things, board games (a lot of Connect 4), painting/art, and Wii sports.

A typical Tuesday puts me at Woodvale in the morning to help with the C'mon In Cafe. The Cafe is a community outreach effort by the church that seeks to offer a cheap, yet hearty, meal to those who live in the area. What I find most interesting about the Cafe is that all of the volunteers who run it are locals whom you wouldn't see Sunday mornings. They are called the Forthriver Royals and meet often to discuss problems facing the community and to serve the community in the Cafe. They are a great group who have a heart for serving their community. After the Cafe I head over to the Trust for the after school program. Then, in the evening, I help with the disabilities club at the Trust. The disabilities club is one of the highlights of my week. We work with a variety of ages (about 5 to 15) and a variety of disabilities. We strive to give the kids a safe place to play and a place where they understand they have something to offer and are valued. But I think it's safe to say that I get much more out of this club than I think the kids get from me!

Wednesdays see me at the Trust in the mornings for the parent/toddler group. The first week at the group I mostly just set up and then put toys away. When the second week began much the same way and I was off to the side as the parents and kids were playing, if my role was at this group was anything more than being the "muscle." I figured that the Trust was out of its mind if they just had me for my muscle, because that's not one of my strong points, so I sought out a way to be more involved. I went over to the cars and began playing with a little boy. His mother runs the group so she was working with another parent and Jacob was playing by himself. We played together for only about 10 minutes but at the end of the day, when it was time to head out, Jacob ran up to me and gave me a hug. It was in that moment that I understood that I was indeed more than just "muscle" at the parent/toddler group. That day, I was there for that 10 minutes with Jacob.

I'm off Wednesday afternoons and in the evening we have a midweek service at Woodvale. The midweek is often a time of study, prayer, and reflection. It is pretty laid back. This past week I was able to lead music at it and we split into a couple of groups for some great discussion.

Thursday morning I head back to Woodvale for their parent/toddler group. There my role is more defined as I start with kids during their free play and mostly kick the football (soccer ball) around with some of the boys. I then make my way to the kitchen where I help prepare the snacks and then wash the dishes as they come in. After this group I head back over to the Trust for the after school program and then the football club. Thursday evenings will see me at Woodvale with the Urban Magnets group, their youth ministry but that has not started yet.

a few of Woodvale's young adults
On Fridays I am at the Trust in the afternoon for the after school program again. Then, in the evenings, I am at some function with Woodvale. Some Fridays I will be with a men's Bible study, others I will be with the young adult group we are getting started. This past Friday was a night of fellowship with the young adults. We met in the church hall to play Guitar Hero, eat a lot of food, and share in some delightful conversation.


me and the YAVs that joined our group Friday night
On Saturdays I am off, as is Kendra, so we look to do something fun that usually consists of exploring the Belfast area. Today we went hill-walking (hiking) at Cave Hill. Cave Hill looks like a man lying down and was supposedly the inspiration for Jonathan Swift to write Gulliver's Travels. Cave Hill also boasts some good trail trails and magnificent views of the area. On a clear day you can even see Scotland in the distance. Some pictures from our hike are below.

Well, I've flooded you with information, so now I'll go back to watching Teen Wolf while I wait another hour until 12:30 am my time so I can listen to the Wyoming Cowboys game over the internet. Yes, Michael J. Fox and a football game in the same night, it's a good one.
heading up Cave Hill

us at the top

a good view going up

Sunday, September 4, 2011

the first time at church

Today was my first worship experience. Not ever, mind you, but my first in Belfast. The minister at Woodvale Methodist, Margaret, gave me a lift to the service this morning where I was introduced to the congregation. I was greeted with a very warm welcome by all and am truly looking forward to serving God alongside and learning from my new congregation.

Later this evening we had a joint communion service with the Shankill Methodist Church. Their pastor is Charlie, who will be ordained next summer, so Margaret helps them out with various services. I was asked to read from Philippians 4 during the service and was honoured to do so. And in the way the Spirit so often seems work, verses 8 and 9 were exactly what the type of reminder I needed to hear as I begin my volunteer year. "Finally, brothers and sisters, what is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable - if anything is excellent or praiseworthy - think about such things. Whatever you have learned or received or heard from me, or seen in me - put it into practice. And the God of peace will be with you." How wonderful it is to know that the God who goes before gives us great peace and that, though it may be incredibly difficult, He will comfort us with that peace when that which we go out to do, what is true, what is noble, what is right and admirable, is nerve-wracking and difficult.

After the reading, Charlie gave an incredible message. He spoke about something I know many people cringe at doing - passing the peace of Christ during worship.

"Who knows where those hands have been?"

"Do I really have to get up for this?"

"For Pete's sake, this wooden bench just finally got warm!"

I love that Charlie gave a message on the passing of the peace. I'd never thought of giving a message about a part of the church service. But more importantly, Charlie had great insights as to why the passing of the peace is important for a church to do. It is the recognition that God and his comforting nature go alongside us always, even if we cannot understand that unimaginable presence of that peace. The passing of the peace also serves as reassurance that we walk together and God's peace binds us. I certainly felt that reassurance as the peace of Christ wrapped me in it's arms, the arms of many strangers who welcomed me into their church and made me feel right at home. While I know this year will be trying, I am now encouraged in the thought that God's peace goes with me through the love and support of both the congregations in Wyoming and my new congregation in Belfast. And a big Amen for that!

Thursday, September 1, 2011

we've arrived!

At this time we've been in Belfast for about three days. Orientation has consited of getting settled in our new apartments and adjusted to our living accomdation's new creaks and squeaks. We've failed miserably at figuring out our heater and remembering to switch off our outlets all the time. Yes, the outlets themselves have switches on them and need to be off when not in use. Preferably, at least. We've made a run to Tesco to get some essentials and have organised our apartment to our liking as well. There are many new aspects of life to get used to and I'm sure I'll tell you about them as the year progresses.

Aside from experiencing another culture, with admitted successes and failures so far, we've been visiting the YAV site placements this week. Tomorrow, we will visit Woodvale Methodist, the church I will be working at, and Whitehouse Presbyterian, the church Kendra will be working at. Yesterday, we visited the 174 Trust, a community center that I will also be working at. The 174 Trust is an incredible community center, though I am reluctant to call it that because it offers so much more than what we might call a community center in the US does. I encourage you to check out the website: http://174trust.org/v3/index.php. I am very excited to begin work with them in a week and gage what all I will be doing. 

At the placements were there is an emphasis on work done with people affected by the Troubles and the outcomes of the conflict, there is a lot of work put towards helping people tell their stories. I've come to realize that a story is an incredibly powerful thing. It expresses who we are in an intimate way and because of this, we are reluctant to tell it to just anyone. If we do, we often leave out many details. In light of this, I am going to focus on listening this year. I want to make sure that I am earnest in listening to others and strive not only to connect to the words they are saying but also to connect with their heart. I want to do this because I want the relationships I form to be authentic. Too often we pretend that parts of the other person or even parts of ourselves don't exist. We choose not to recognize them. When we leave these parts out and we pretend certain pieces of us don't exist, we make it impossible to build meaningful and lasting relationships that can make a difference in both people's lives. I look forward to taking on the challenge that comes with earnest listening and proper response to hearing someone's story. I look equally forward to telling mine and opening up to others.

The placement visits have helped me compare and contrast the way churches and Christian organisations operate here and in the United States. I know I need to be careful when doing so, especially given the fact that I have been here 3 short days and have yet to see a church and how it functions up close. That time will come. And when it does, I am going to love sharing my thoughts with you. Until then, I'm going to leave you hanging because it is late and I've got to get some sleep and get over this jet lag!

Love, grace, peace,

Karl