I have been in Barcelona, Spain since Sunday. I have spent these past days walking the streets with missionaries from all across Western Europe. I have seen their faces. I have heard their stories. I have seen their tears, and I have shed a few with them.I listened last night as one missionary told about the attrition rate they have in the missionary graveyard that is Western Europe. Many didn’t even make it a year, and they left the field. I heard of the isolation, the fear, the depression, and the frustration. And then I watched them stand to their feet to sing songs of praise to God the Father and of the hope he brings to them, in spite of the hardships. I defy anyone to see and hear that and not be moved.
I’ve heard reports from the leaders of these missionaries, telling us how much they appreciate someone listening to their stories. And understanding not only what they are doing but how they are doing it. And it makes me want to come here and help them in some way.
One of the things we talked about with them today is the possibility of creating a network of coaches that these missionaries could tap into. It would be a personal life coach, talking with them just about life and their marriage and stressors and such. I’ll be giving them my contact info, and skype info, so that if they need someone to talk to they can contact me. If you might be open to serve in this way, let me know We would love to give them a great team of coaches to minister to them.
On another note:‚ Monday morning, one of the missionaries came up to me and said, “You’re David Phillips!‚ I love your blog!‚ How’s your dad?”‚ Kinda nice to know you’re read on the other side of the world!
Small world huh?
Great to hear what is going on. Back in the States Bama mopped up in recruiting! #1!
With technology today, there is no reason whatsoever for them to be so isolated. I know there is a time difference to deal with, but it is not insurmountable, is it?
And why wouldn’t they know you… 🙂
Art,
Imagine being one of 3 couples is an entire country. Imagine being dropped off in a region of the world you have never been to, knowing no one, hours from others of like faith, in a city of 5,000. Sure, they’re internet and skype…but what about getting together and having dinner? That’s the isolation they feel.
No doubt, and it must be profound. I’m just saying that technology can certainly ease the pain more than in times past.
Remember the questioning Adoniram Judson gave his (first) in-laws? It was brutal.
Nevertheless, you are right that the daily grind has got to be a crushing thing to bear.
I’m not sure how much help I’d be at coaching, but I can Skype with the best of them.