church

Church is a big part of the weekly rhythm of my host family. Especially for my host mom, Lucia. A faithful attendee of services, she is also leader of our home group and teaches in CDI. CDI is the Compassion Int'l program the church runs for children in the community who have Compassion sponsors. So…her week looks like this:

• Monday:  Prayer meeting 6pm
• Tuesday:  CDI teaching 1pm-4pm    
• Grupo de crecimiento (small group/cell group) 6:30-8pm at our house
• Wednesday: CDI teaching 1pm-4pm
• Regular service 6:30pm-8pm
• Thursday: women's meeting 2 weeks per month 6:30-8pm
• Friday: Leaders of cell groups meetings 6pm
• Sunday: Regular service 8:30am to 10:30am

This does not include weeks where she might help with church fundraisers (making and selling tamales, pupusas, or hot dogs) to support the new building project, nor the weeks she is in charge of communion (buying bread & grape soda, preparing the glasses, cleaning everything after). All in all, she is a busy church member. Not unlike the rest of the women of the church, who seem to be involved in 30 different things each week. Sometimes it wears me out just talking about all that she does.

I will admit, my church involvement looks a bit different. Usually I am home on Tuesday evenings for small group…attend Wednesday services frequently (2 or 3 per month) and also attend Sundays. I occasionally go to women’s services on Thursdays, which are enjoyable. The problem is, some days another service is just too much and I can’t make myself go. Full disclosure: I have been known to make other plans, just so I’m not in the house on Tuesday for small group. It’s bad…I know…and they know I’m a pastor’s daughter, which probably makes matters worse. But you know…even in my days as a PK, I don’t think I ever went to this many services in 1 week.

This week, I not only set a new Honduras-experience record, but a new personal record.  4 services + 1 small group meeting + 1 young adult event in 6 days. That is…a bit ridiculous by my count. But this was a special week. Our church, Iglesia Evangelica Santidad de Renovacion Integral (or, you can just call it La Santidad) was having an weekend of Evangelism services (revival meetings for the older crowd). There were special guest pastors from El Salvador who came for 3 nights of the ‘campaña’ or campaign.

All in all, I enjoyed the services and did not find them to be dull. There was plenty of loud music, liturgical dance from the 2 dance groups at the church, and the preaching definitely kept your attention. Although the services were outside in the patio area of the church, there was plenty sweat, spit and yelling (from the preachers, that is). A special stage was constructed outside for the worship team and the pulpit; we had special lighting, decorations, and of course the whole worship team was color-coordinated (very Honduran!).  The great part was there were a lot of people from the neighborhood who are not regular church attenders (the whole ideal of the campaign). I guess all the radio ads and posters really worked to get people to come.

A few things that are still a challenge for me about church (not just the special evangelism services): 

1. Social pressure: There is a ton of social pressure involved with going to church. At least, it seems this way for my family and within their congregation. You go to church 5 times a week because there are services, and people will notice who is there and who is not. There is a definite sense of duty. Much less than what I feel in the U.S. (especially among people my age).
2.  Ushers: Ushers at our church take their job very seriously. And you do not mess with them. They wear matching outfits every week (some weeks its blue, some weeks white) and they are on continual alert. The church can be packed, and the 85 year old usher lady (that I always watch work the crowd) will find you a seat in the middle of the third row, smashed between an excited worshipper and 2 small children sharing 1 seat. If the church is not packed, she will physically cajole people into moving from the back rows (of sloth and distraction) to the (more sanctified) seats up front. My 14 year old host brother has his personal experiences with this, and does not appreciate said usher  :)
3. Evangelize: I don’t really know how to describe this properly, but it feels like every sermon I hear has something to do with sin and salvation. Obviously, important topics to the Christian walk, but sometimes I get antsy to be back in my home church and find some sermons with a little more meat, or depth to them.  Usually services wrap up with an alter call, related to repentance or recommitting your life to Christ. And, there is much (perceived) social pressure to go up front for these moments.

There are other nuances of my Honduran church experiences that are just hard to put down in words.

I am grateful to be living with a Christian family, and a host mom who takes her faith very seriously. I know she prays for all of her children (including me) and regularly intercedes for us. Even though there are days where I feel like I can’t take another church service, I usually am surprised to find God speaking to me or teaching me things in new and different ways. And I guess that’s what I like most about my new church here in Suyapa. Sometimes I am only available to receive something new or different when I am uncomfortable or in a different place. It’s unfortunate that it has to be that way, but it is cool to see the ways God moves us when we are out of our comfort zone.