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  • Oct 21 / 2013
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The Power of Love.

(Today’s blog post is by Flo Ferrell, wife of our program director in Uganda, and teacher extraordinaire.)

Excuse the cheesy Celine Dion title, but there were no better fitting words. There IS power in Love. Not the love that is thrown away when things get difficult. Not the love that is actually lust, just give it a few weeks or months to come to light. Not the love that is the bitter, self-serving, “I’m going to be here, but not really BE here” kind. Continue Reading

  • Oct 13 / 2013
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Lean in…

(Today’s blog post has been reposted from our incredible program director in Uganda, Boog Ferrell. His blog can be found here.)

“Injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere” – Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.

So much of daily life working for Sixty Feet in Uganda consists of reaching into other’s souls; getting the feel, sound, rhythm, hot, cold and smell of their daily lives mish mashed with yours. I’ve never described this as island living, and  this week that theme thundered on, a veritable knockout round of what you could call “Key Stakeholder Analysis”. I came away encouraged, challenged and with my adventure-meter keyed up. Continue Reading

  • Mar 18 / 2013
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Be Still And Know

 

“Martha, Martha, you are anxious and troubled about many things, but one thing is necessary. Mary has chosen the good portion, which will not be taken away from her.”  Luke 10:41-42

Stillness (or solitude) is one of those spiritual disciplines that has been lost for many of us.  We live our lives with such drive and frenetic energy it really shouldn’t be a surprise we have a tough time resting in the presence of God.

John Piper said that one of the great uses of Twitter and Facebook will be to prove that prayerlessness was not from a lack of time.  It’s painful to think how much I can relate to that statement. Lately, when attending meetings, I have started to watch how long it takes people to check their email or how often they do.  It’s truly remarkable.  If we can’t be still before one another, how can we expect to be still before God?

A few months ago, our family was bothered by how hard it was for us to do this. We were feeling a little overwhelmed and somewhat overcommitted. Between work, travel, ministry, school and kids’ activities, there was little time for much else. What we truly wanted was to settle down and rest in “silent and undisturbed union” with Christ.  That’s it.

But silence is a rare commodity in our home.  With 4 kids, by definition it’s never silent and I’m generally disturbed most of the time – at least that’s what my wife tells me!  Yet without silence there can be no stillness.  The difficulty lies in finding stillness amidst the craziness.  I’m convinced it’s possible but it takes intentional and deliberate action.  Jesus was very deliberate about this and frequently took time for solitude and prayer.

So at the beginning of this year, our family deemed 2013 the year of “no.” We decided that this is the year we say “no” to some good things, in order to focus on the great things.  Unfortunately, society doesn’t seem to value this.  Our culture makes it hard to pull back and rest. Statistics abound at how bad Americans are at taking vacation.  If you desire to rest, or practice any form of moderation and temperance, you may be viewed skeptically.  Or you may experience an underlying sense of guilt for not doing enough (whatever that means).  Saying “no” is just difficult.

But it’s worth it.  Whether you work at home, in an office, or on the mission field (perhaps especially if you are on the mission field) and no matter how crazy life may be, we all need to cultivate a stillness before our Father and rest in those periods of solitude with Him.  There are no hard and fast rules. Ultimately, it’s more of an attitude.  A posture.  A disposition of the heart manifested in practice.  And one well worth nurturing no matter who or what you have to say “no” to.

  • Jan 20 / 2013
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A Time To Laugh

“For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven.”  Eccl. 3:1

This past week our first mission team of 2013 was in Uganda.  As far as mission teams go, this one may have set a new standard.  On the first day as we headed to M3, our van had an unfortunate encounter with a very large manhole cover.  The van lost.  One of our tires all but disintegrated.

The good news is that we had most of the equipment to replace it.  The bad news is we couldn’t get the tire on because the van was too close to the curb.  No problem, the team simply lifted the van high enough to get it on.  Let me repeat that, they… lifted… a… van.  There must have been at least a dozen potential accidents as folks drove by watching 6 muzungus lifting a vehicle off the ground.

As awesome as that is, it’s not what made this team special.  What was special about this team is that it was made up of Godly men who love Jesus.  So often men are absent from the lives of these children and they rarely see Godly male role models.  This team displayed that real men love and serve.

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They not only showed the tough gritty side of manhood, but the tender sweetness of fatherly love.   They prayed with the kids, sang with them, sat with them and simply talked.   They also built one of the coolest forts I’ve ever seen.

Before this trip, the children at M3 really didn’t have an area to play in.  The swings and seesaws were rusted and broken and that was basically all they had.  Now at M3, the kids can be kids.  New swings were installed, the seesaws were repaired, and a rockin’ fort with a climbing wall was built.

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On our final day at M3, we had some praise and singing time.  After we finished, about 120 kids tore off running to the playground to enjoy some fun.  The team just sat back and savored it all.  The children were finally able to do what they rarely get a chance to do – just be kids.

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Thank you guys.  The love of Christ in you was felt by all.

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  • Dec 05 / 2012
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Surrender

 

“In every Christian’s heart there is a cross and a throne, and the Christian is on the throne until he puts himself on the cross; if he refuses the cross he remains on the throne.”  A.W. Tozer

Not that long ago, I had the joy of having my car broken into and my briefcase stolen.  When I say “joy” I truly mean that.  A  security guard showed up in my office late one afternoon, and I knew immediately what had happened. It was unfortunate because I was supposed to be at a dinner with some men that night which I was really looking forward to.  But God had other plans.

Instead of my usual irritated response, I chose to trust what God was doing and roll with it.  There was no telling who I would meet or what opportunity God was giving me so I didn’t want to waste it.  As I walked down to the car and saw the shattered window, I had absolutely zero expectations of what might happen.  The moment was His, the car was His, and the briefcase (wherever it was) was His.  In one glorious instance, I was fully surrendered.  Not a care in the world, and it was totally liberating.

I wish I could say all my days are like that (except for the grand larceny part).  That I’m fully yielded to God.  But instead of an empty vessel, I typically feel more like a cargo ship with all my junk on board.  Christians often talk about “being surrendered” but if we’re honest we haven’t really turned over (and maybe we really don’t want to) things like our schedules, our pocketbooks, our possessions, or even our dreams.  We sit on our thrones clinging to most of that stuff with a death grip that inevitably ends up killing us.

A.W. Tozer talked about the glaring contradiction between the theology and lives of professing Christians.  We worship Christ and are drawn to tears over the cross, yet we recede into the background when it’s time to put our faith into practice.  We want the salvation Christ offers as long as He does all the dying.

But Christ bids us come and die too.  He calls us to deny ourselves, take up our cross and trust Him.  When we fail to do that, we are the ones robbed of true joy and the liberation that comes with complete surrender.

Our dear friend Dan leaves his job this month to work full-time with SixtyFeet.  God had a different plan for him and Dan was willing to accept a call that precious few would.  He is surrendered.  The road may be hard, but I know from my recent experience that a surrendered life is a joyous life.  I pray more of us come to know experientially how liberating it is to truly turn everything over to Him and start following His lead.

Just as an aside, I got the briefcase back.

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