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Text Box: Ozark Lakes Summer Project 2004 Newsletter Greetings,                                                                                                                                                                                    Sept. 2004

               

August has just now passed, and I am an official resident of the Commonwealth of Massachusetts.  This newsletter is a summary of my activities and experiences on project this summer.  Before I go any further, I would like to thank those of you who supported me with your prayers and/or finances.

 

When I considered participating in a Crusade Summer Project last spring, I heard Project described as “a spiritual greenhouse” and a “leadership development program.”  I thought those both were great descriptions, but nonetheless rather ambiguous.  After spending 11 weeks on summer project, it did turn out to be a spiritual greenhouse and a leadership development program – and much more.  I would like to give you the best picture possible of what I did this summer, and what defines a Crusade Summer Project.

What happened in that 3-month void when I never heard from Phil?

 

Well…. If some of you wondered if I had slipped of the face of the Earth and left the civilized world, you might have been right to say so.  Just kidding – well, sort of.  Ozark Lakes Summer Project took place in the foothills of the Ozark Mountains* in Branson, Missouri.  For those of you not familiar with Branson, it is a unique town.  The city has a population of 6,000, but somewhere over 1 million tourists a year.  A friend aptly described Branson as “the Las Vegas of the Midwest for old people, without gambling.”  I ended up developing a special fondness for the elderly aged and family-friendly town. (*see above header photo)

 

 Project consisted of about 20 staff members hailing from the south and southwest region, and 36 students from all across the country.  We were housed in an old motel among the shows on the main strip.  There was a fun conglomeration of accents, from the heavy Louisiana accent of my buddy Bo Kyle, to the strong South Da-KOE-dah accent of my other friend Jesse.  Most students had just completed their freshmen or sophomore year.  The staff organized the project, set the schedule, and stayed for the first month.  After the staff left, the students took over the project.

 

Project Schedule:

 

*Dinner: the entire project ate together every night. Two students had the daily full-time job as project cooks.

*Monday Night Live: a large-group type event open to visitors & coworkers. Like a normal Crusade weekly meeting.

 

Outreach:

 

One of the main purposes of summer project is evangelistic outreach.  By outreach, I do not mean approaching people and trying to guilt them into going to church or argue them into our beliefs.  Rather, outreach is simply sharing with others about having a personal relationship with the Lord, and about the difference He has made in my life.  Many summer projects are abroad or on beaches throughout the US, where opportunities for casual conversation abound.  As Branson was a much different situation, my experience was somewhat different.  I was able to have spiritual conversations and share through many ways, including 1) scheduled weekly outreach events 2) un-scheduled personal outreach and 3) work.

 

Scheduled Outreach Events:

 

Every Saturday afternoon, a project-wide event with the purpose of sharing with others about having a relationship with the Lord, took place.  Outreach events included taking spiritual surveys, a free car wash, sharing with random people hanging out at the outdoor 90-store outlet, a picnic for co-workers, and visiting a nursing home.  The free car wash was a way to show kindness, and tell people about Campus Crusade for Christ, and what we were doing in Branson.  The picnic and games day was an opportunity to invite co-workers to an event and have a fun time outside of work with them.   When we visited the elderly homes, we sung and talked with them, providing some entertainment and company.  Sharing to people outside the shopping outlet was definitely out of my comfort zone at first.  But for all people say about not taking this approach, I know of two people who gave their life to the Lord from our occasional visits to the mall.  One of whom started coming to our weekly large group meeting.

 

Personal/Individual Outreach:

 

Talking with others about the Lord on my own “free time” during summer project was probably the best part of the project.   Talking to people I did not know about my faith was not something I had done much of before.  It was also something I for the most part had avoided (because it was uncomfortable).  Let me tell you how it all started…

 

Text Box: Our first night out, one of the guys we talked with told us he thought Christianity was baloney (in more ‘descriptive’ terms).  He said that he was a pretty bad guy, just wanted to have sex with a lot of people at this point in his life, cared only about himself, etc.  Going to church was filled with a lot of hypocrites and fakes.  Going once a week doesn’t make you a better person.  It’s crap.
	We agreed with him.  We told him that being a Christian is not about going to church once a week, but about having a personal relationship with the Lord.  And there is a heck of a lot of fakes.  And that it doesn’t matter how “hard-core” or “bad-*ss” he thinks he is, b/c we are all sinners.  When we left, he told us he appreciated our coming:
   “Hey man. I don’t understand why you all are talking to me. I mean, I’ve got kids running around that I don’t even know about.  Most weeks by now I’d be stuck up on needles, and you’d probably be lying on the ground. But man, I think it’s cool that you guys had the balls to come out here tonight and talk to me about God.”
The end of the 1st full week of project, we had Friday off.  Finally a time to relax and hang out after a strenuous first week.  Having just returned from eating dinner, and a tiring canoe trip earlier in the day, Johnason asked me if I walked to go talk to people about God. I realized this was the reason I was on project, so we headed out to the streets of Branson.  I have to thank Johnason for getting me to start sharing on my own time.  Eventually other students joined us, and also started going out on their own on Friday or Saturday nights.

 

Where does one find people to talk to in a small town with lots of old people?  Well, over the summer Johnason and I ended up talking with people at Starbucks, in the McDonald’s and Wal-Mart parking lots, at Taco Bell, and along “the strip” (main road).  The conversations I had turned out to be the best part of project. 

 

The people with whom I talked on Friday or Saturday night tended to be closer to my age.  I enjoy talking with people my age because I feel it can often be easier to communicate and be forthright.  Most the guys we talked to on our own time tended to be more upfront and honest.                  The parking lots of Wal-Mart and McDonald’s were my favorite places to visit.  A lot of local guys hung out there on Friday or Saturday night, mainly just sitting by their cars and blasting music real loud. 

 

After praying for the Lord to fill us with His Spirit and guide us in our conversation, we would walk up to people hanging out and introduce ourselves.  I would explain that we were living in Branson for the summer, working at Sonic and McDonalds.  We were with Campus Crusade for Christ, and one of the things we did, was talk to people about what they think about God and spiritual stuff.  Sometimes people turned and walked away, sometimes people said OK, and sometimes people were genuinely very interested.  But the openness and honesty was what I enjoyed the most.

               

When I was talking to people, my mindset was not that I was out to “convert people.”  I just wanted to share with them what the Lord has done in my life. It’s up to God to work in their heart, not me.  Mostly, I listened.  But I also shared about the Lord dying for our sins, and filling the ever-present hole in the heart we all have.  The hole that people try to fill with drugs, video games, porn, sex, sports.  The hole that can only be filled by a relationship with the Lord.  I learned a lot about trusting the Lord, and not trusting my own understanding.  I also learned about the joy of sharing.  If you have something really great, say you found this great restaurant, wouldn’t you want to share it with others?

Work:  Food faster than the speed of sound

“Sonic Size that smile!”

 

Yep, 4 days a week this summer yours truly worked as a cook for Sonic Drive-In.  Nothing like putting my hard earned college degree to work.  Besides developing a serious respect for the effort behind the double-hand-battered onion rings, and the freshly squeezed limejuice in Cherry-limeades, work was a very good experience.

 

To say the least, I learned more about patience, humility, loving others, and relying on the Lord.  Dropping fries and tater-tots, cleaning out the grease stoves, and working the grill was pretty brutal.  Compound that with people who had a negative outlook on life, and it was tough not to join them.  Only relying on the Lord to help me love-by-faith, did I not walk out and quit.  My buddy Bo and I did our best back in the kitchen to have a great time and be witnesses for the Lord.

               

Text Box: There is nothing like walking into the Post Office (or Staples to send a fax) in your fast food uniform and reeking of grease to kill your pride.  Everyone looks at you. You know what some are thinking- There’s a high school dropout, who smells bad, probably is a trashy individual; what is he doing in here?”  That was one scene I remember in particular.  Normally, I would have walked into that Post Office in Branson, MO, and valued myself by my accomplishments and my education.  But you just cannot rely on your own merit when dressed in a smelly fast food uniform.In the middle of the summer, we got a new manager at Sonic.  Our new manager, Frank, was a lot more fun to work with.  Several times Frank thanked us at the end of the day for our hard work and good attitude. This took me by surprise, but it was encouraging to see we were making a noticeable difference at work.  (Note:  Managers at fast food restaurants tend just to yell at you, and tell you to get the average service time lower).

 

Personal development:

 

As summer project was described as a ‘spiritual greenhouse’, I would now like to address my personal development.  The impact that small groups, reading literature by Bill Bright, experiences at work, and the people on project had on me, can be grouped into three areas.

 

The first area deals with my attitude in daily life.  Reading material by Bill Bright opened my eyes to two big issues.  The first is what Bill Bright terms “loving by faith.”  This is loving by an act of the will- asking for and trusting the Lord to help you love someone, whether you feel like it or not.  The other issue was simply that the Lord asks us to be thankful in all circumstances, whether good or bad.  (see box below)

Text Box: One situation I can remember is getting into the shower after a long day.  I had been at work for 8 or 9 straight hours (with no break), then had to help prep dinner for the whole group that night, do announcements, and clean up dinner and do the dishes- to then get in the shower, turn the knob on, and only get freezing cold water.  My first reaction was: you’ve got to be kidding me.  Then I thanked the Lord for the cold water, and laughed.  I felt a comfort and clean in my heart, not bitter and grumpy.  And I did not mind the freezing water so much before.  If these terms sound somewhat foreign to you, they did to me before as well.  Do not just write them off.The second way I was challenged this summer was that I got to eat my pride a lot, whether it was taking the background where I normally am in the forefront, doing things I really did not want to do, or working the grease-grill at Sonic.

 

The third and most important thing I learned was about the role of the Holy Spirit.  The 3rd arm of the Trinity had always been somewhat of a mystery to me, and for the most part, overlooked.  Growing up in church, I do not recall much discussion about the Holy Spirit in our lives.  An entity, more than a daily part of our lives, is the impression I had through most of my life.  I had often heard of my fellow Christians talk about this “great peace” or “joy” in their hearts.  Feeling “renewed” or “led”.  I believed them, but never really identified with it.  Well, it turns out this is the role of the Holy Spirit.

 

I would like to take us to John 7:37-38.  I think most of us are familiar with Jesus saying that those of us who drink of Him, will never thirst again. But I was not familiar with John 7:39’s clarification. Let’s read:

 

John 7:  37On the last and greatest day of the Feast, Jesus stood and said in a loud voice, "If anyone is thirsty, let him come to me and drink. 38Whoever believes in me, as[1] the Scripture has said, streams of living water will flow from within him." 39By this he meant the Spirit, whom those who believed in him were later to receive. Up to that time the Spirit had not been given, since Jesus had not yet been glorified.

 

Wow. We can be Christians without the joy of the Spirit (in church terms ‘carnal’) or we can ask in faith to be Spirit directed. If this is new to you, as it was for the most part to me, please read more:  http://www.campuscrusadeforchrist.com/resources/satisfied.htm

 

Adventure Days:

 

Every Friday the entire project would go on an outdoor activity together.  This provided a time to rest, enjoy God’s creation, reflect on the week, and just have plain old fun.  We went caving (through an aptly named ‘birth canal’), rock climbing, hiking, canoeing, paintballing, horse riding, and camping.

 

Leadership:

 

Upon arriving at summer project, someone mentioned that the staff leaves halfway through project.  When the halfway point of project approached, the project director asked me if I had time to talk with him one night. He asked me if I would be willing to be student Project Director (PD).

 

Taking on the role of PD was a great learning experience.  There were 36 students, a budget, a hotel, and the project goals to direct.  Most of these were taken care of through ‘servant team’ groups by others students.  However, it was always in the back of my mind that if the hotel burned down, I would be the one to be accountable. J

 

Although I had been a leader before, whether it was president/emcee of Crusade, Bible-study leader at my dorm, section leader in the band, or what… I had never had this degree of responsibility.  At college there was always someone higher up like the band director, or the staff for Crusade.  On project, we were for the most part on our own. Leadership was also somewhat of a different dynamic.  It was not mainly the direction of ideas, events and activities, but was also making decisions that impacted the schedules and daily life of 36 people with whom we lived.

 

Among the lessons I learned, were 1) not to make decisions on the spot, 2) be confident in your decisions and do not waiver as you announce them, 3) learn to be flexible, and 4) small things can be the toughest.

 

One of the more stressful parts of serving as project director turned out to be the issue of curfew and visitors.  After staff had left, there were more rooms free in the hotel. Once the leadership team (4 of us) decided on keeping only the existing 2 visiting rooms, and keeping them for family only, people started asking for exceptions. “Can my mom sleep in my room if we have an extra bed?”  “Can I stay off-site with my friends for the night, since they cannot stay here?”   At first these questions were stressful.  They had good points, and either way would not make-or-break the project.  But on the other hand, once you make an exception for one person, you have to make it for someone else.  As a director’s team, we soon learned the value of explaining a decision had already been made, and we were going to stick to it.

 

The other lesson I learned was about flexibility.  The night before project was to go camping in Arkansas, two different groups came to the female assistant PD and me, and asked to miss that evening/night of camping.  They both had events they had planned on doing that night.  For three girls, it was an old man and his wife from work taking them out to dinner. For another guy and girl, it was taking a colleague from work out to dinner and a show for his birthday. Both groups had great intentions, and they wanted to invest in the lives of others, and develop and strengthen their relationships.  It was a difficult spot for us. They had good points. But they assumed they could miss the camping trip.  Adventure days were mandatory, and with 6 people gone, that’s starting to be a sizeable chunk. 

 

Initially Laura and I came to the decision that we would stick with the rules, and ask the other students just to reschedule their events.  They knew the only days we had free time was Friday nights and Sundays.  When we relayed this to the two groups, they did not take it so well.  One group started crying, and the other said they would probably just do it whether we said Ok or not.  At this point, I realized that as these were not issues that would make-or-break a project, they were also not issues worth dividing a project over.  If the other students were that heart-broken, or that dead-set on following these plans, telling them ‘no’ would result in division, and resentment. So Laura and I decided to give them full approval.  The decision turned out very well, as both groups had great time with their co-workers, and those of us who went camping had a great time too.

Text Box: Tyler & Phil outside our motelServing as project director also came with the opportunity of delivering two of the messages at the weekly large group meetings.  Between the four weeks remaining, I gave two talks, and the assistant PD (my roommate Tyler) gave two talks.  I had given a talk the last week of Crusade at Rice, and had taken a public speaking course, and was excited about the opportunity.  I was very pleased with the first talk in particular.  I feel that the Holy Spirit directed me, and that the Lord used the message.

 

Text Box: Tyler (NC State) & Phil outside the Silver Slipper MotelThrough the four talks we studied Jonah.  In the first, I talked about having a mission in life, and how we are to share the Lord with others.  But just as Jonah was asleep in the bottom of the boat, so too are we as Christians.  I then gave an explanation of salvation, going through the four laws. It was awesome, as there were a lot of non-believers there.  Through my two talks, I also realized how time consuming it is to prepare a message, as well as come up with good personal experiences that relate to the topic at hand.

 

Conclusion:

 

In conclusion, I believe my summer in Branson was time well invested.  The Lord used the summer to work in my heart, help me grow spiritually, and learn life-lessons as well.  On project I had the opportunity to share the Lord with a number of people, and become eager and comfortable to do so.  The final night of project, I went out to share with others in the Branson Wal-Mart and McDonald parking lot one last time.  The one person we talked to was in a tough spot in life, and had been considering spiritual issues recently.  He was excited to hear about having a relationship with the Lord, and we went through the Four Laws with him as well.  The Lord gave us the opportunity to share exactly what that guy had needed to hear.

 

My relationship with the Lord became a much more important part of my life after project.  This surprised me, as I already considered Him to be a large part of my life.  I came away from project realizing that I should lean less on my own control, strength, and understanding, and lean more on the Lord.  I had a great time, made some long-term friends, and have a more God-oriented perspective of life- which I will take with me now in Boston and beyond.

 

 

 

Cordially,                                 

 

 

 

                                                                               

Phil Bunge

 

 

 

Philip J Bunge

2202 Archstone Ave

Tewksbury, MA 01986

Text Box:  Parting shot:  Kurt Ritz (Rice U staff) leads an apologetics session Sunday nightpbunge@alumni.rice.edu