July 3rd, 2017
Quick Summary: Prague and Scotland were amazing, God is really moving all over the world.
More in Depth: It’s genuinely hard to believe that it has only been a week since I last updated this. It feels like forever, and only a day, at the same time. So, where have I been? I was in Scotland for a few days, then I went to Prague, Czech Republic for a thing called: Awakening Europe 2017. Basically, it was a big prayer conference. We were praying for Czech Republic as well as Europe.
While in Scotland the few days, I wanted to do something a bit different. The days that I was there, I would pick a random homeless person and ask if they would eat Dinner with me, or get coffee with me, depending on what they were wanting. It instantly became one of my favorite things. I met a guy named Nathan, who is 18 from Ireland, came over to Scotland and lost his Job after getting involved in drugs and alcohol. He is now at a point where he is trying to sober up and get his life back in order. While I was sharing God’s love for him and then prayed for him, he asked me if I had accessed my third eye. Someone had told him that his third eye is the pineal gland. Where I regrettably had to inform him that the pineal gland is just a gland in your body that produces melatonin, that we all have one, and that our bodies use it every night. That may have shattered his world a little bit. Oh well. I met a guy named Steven who was part of the British military, he is now suffering from PTSD and is unable to use some of the benefits he would get from being in the military. He has been a severe alcoholic for the last 4 years, but has recently decided to get sober. He was sober for 5 days when I met him, I am praying that he still is. He believes in God and talks about having a personal relationship with him, so that was good. I shared God’s heart for him and prayed with him. It was good, he is a great guy. Then I met a guy named Stevie, we had coffee together. I can’t say too much about what his life was like, because he was a mixture of very drunk and very tired, so his speech was very slurred. Over the course of the conversation, he woke up a lot more and seemed interested in what I had to say. God loves the homeless.
While in Scotland I met yet another Steven, he was walking up and down the main market road in Edinburgh with a big cross. It made me so happy, he is an evangelist who God put It on his heart to walk with the cross on this main strip each day. What a legend. I stopped to talk with him, since I had just come from Ireland where we had walked with the cross across the Island. He has been praying for that road, where so many dark things happen, and he lets the Holy Spirit bring people to him who need to hear the good news. He is an incredible guy.
The thing that impacted me the most in Scotland was when I had taken a day long tour around the highlands in Scotland, then after it I went and grabbed dinner for me and Steven (who I mentioned earlier). As I was sitting on the street with him, eating and talking, a few people who had been on the tour with me passed by us. These people who knew that I wasn’t homeless, saw me sitting with a homeless man, at the same level, as his equal. The looks in their eyes ranged from surprise to horror. That blew me away. There’s something in us humans that believes a dirty, drunk homeless person is less than us. It is very sad. When you go to places where you are constantly coming face to face with beggars, we react in a few different ways, and usually we will react in all the ways at one point or another. The three things are: 1. We realize we can’t give everyone money, but we at least can look them in the eyes and tell them no, acknowledging that they are a human being. 2. We act like they don’t exist. 3. We are overwhelmed by the need in the world and our own insignificance at being able to make a difference, so we have a bit of a mental breakdown. If you are around beggars enough, chances are you will bounce between # 2 and 3 continually. Sometimes we may never come to the point of living out #1, but I do believe we as humans, and especially we as Christians should work on walking out #1. The fact is, we can’t give every beggar in a big city money, but we can at least shake their hand, look them in the eye, smile, tell them to have a good day and pray with them. Those things don’t cost any money, yet they often have more impact than money. If you are in a small town where you don’t normally see beggars, things are a bit different, we can often become even more horrified by their presence. However, we have a cool opportunity with beggars or street people in a small town. With them, because there isn’t many of them, we can do some radical stuff. We could offer to get them dinner, possibly get them a haircut, a cheap new set of clothes and a shower. Depending on how you went about it, you could potentially do that stuff for $60 or less. Imagine that, literally changing someone’s life on earth as well as possibly helping change their eternal destination, for a mere $60. That seems worth it to me. Now, as I say this I can’t act like I have done that. Because I haven’t, I hope that I get the chance to do that one day. This is me just spit-balling ideas. James 2:14-17 “What good is it, my brothers and sisters, if someone claims to have faith but has no deeds? Can such faith save them? Suppose a brother or sister is without clothes and daily food. If one of you says to them, ‘go in peace; keep warm and well fed,’ but does nothing about their physical needs, what good is it? In the same way faith by itself, if it is not accompanied by action, is dead.” When people are used to being looked at as sub-human for a long enough amount of time, they begin to believe that they are sub-human, which deeply affects their behavior. We have the power to change that belief in people, just by treating them like the humans they are.
After Scotland, I journeyed to Prague where I encountered the easiest immigration ever. There wasn’t any. There was some immigration upon entering Germany, but they essentially just stamped my passport with little to no questions. That was a breath of fresh air, since immigration into the U.K. is a gigantic pain in the butt.
The difference between my hostel in Scotland and my hostel in Prague was just astounding. Scotland’s hostel was nice, the hostel in Prague was less than nice. We had about 50 people sharing one toilet and shower on each floor. It was very interesting, but it was $10 a night so I can’t complain too much.
This Awakening Europe event I went to was amazing, yet strangely off-putting in a nearly unexplainable way. During the event, we had my favorite speaker Todd White there, who I realized is physically very short, he’s a few inches shorter than me, and I am not tall. We had Reinhard Bonke there, who has seen about 74 million Africans saved. Brother Yun, who has been imprisoned many times from sharing the gospel, as well as many other great speakers. Bethel music was the worship band for a few of the sessions, which was a big treat. I enjoyed the event in so many ways, partly because most people could speak English and came from a Christian back ground, so it was easy to connect with people. Also because they all kept talking during the conference about how sharing love and our faith with other people should be a part of our lives, not just a random thing saved for a mission trip. That was great, since those are things that have really been on my heart lately. I think the things that were a bit off-putting was how there was 8,000+ people there, and we would have super wild worship, prayer and speaking times. But then once we all left the building, we really didn’t do things much different than we previously had. I say we, because I was just as much at fault as anyone else. I would use the excuse of “they don’t speak English” to not love on people. Horrible stuff.
On two of the days, we did an outreach. We would flood the streets of Prague, letting them know that Jesus loves them. That was very cool, I heard from a few people in my hostel who were talking about Christians that were going around the city letting people know that they are loved. That made me happy to hear. Me and the people I did outreach with on each day had some great interactions. A guy’s shoulders from a workout injury got healed when my friend Andrew prayed for him. A group of teenagers we could talk with really started to believe in their value. A few other random interactions about sharing God’s love for people and praying with them. During the conference, somewhere around 2,000 people made the decision to accept Jesus into their hearts. That was fantastic. Many people gave their lives to Jesus on the streets of Prague, during the outreach. Good things did happen during the event. I think for me I was ready to move on from there, partly because of my hostel, and there was just so much wildness going on when the Holy Spirit was moving, mixed with the immediate going back outside to it not making a difference in their lives, that I wasn’t a fan of. Overall the event was amazing, I met amazing people, quite a few random people who I had mutual friends with. Which is always fun. I think for me, I have developed a rather intense pet peeve where I get annoyed when Christians are seemingly super on fire for God during a worship or prayer time, yet do nothing different in their lives once they leave that time. That happened a lot at this event, so I think that was partly why I was ready to move on.
Spiritually speaking, Prague was interesting. The spiritual atmosphere there is a bit heavy. Also, the people there consider themselves atheist, yet when you really talk to them, most of them believe in a higher power, something like the universe, or energies or something. They call themselves atheist, but are searching for something more. God is going to revive that nation, they are so close to the truth, yet are missing it by miles. One of my roommates David, from Ireland was a very interesting guy, with a lot of good things in his head, he is also searching for more, I do believe God is going to change his life soon. Keep him and these other people in your prayers.
Two random things: Yesterday when it came time for the offering, God spoke to me about giving all my cash. That was going to be my food money for the day, since the nearby places didn’t accept card. I told God that he would have to provide me food. Then later in the day, a random Czech man who didn’t speak English found me and bought me a full meal, then later in the day, the same man bought me a snack. God is good. Then last night, a random drunk guy tried to get me to fight him. I really didn’t do anything cool or loving, it was just a random thing that happened that I wanted to share.
Now I am in Vienna, I already like the city better than Prague. Today I spent a few hours with this Italian guy, we played a Turkish Lute together. He has been hurt by religion a lot, but I was able to speak life into him where I could, I ended up giving him 20 euro for his journeys, which is nothing, but maybe it will begin to help him see that God is a giver, not a taker.
Things are tougher in places where people don’t speak English as a first language. Vienna so far seems better than Prague at their English capability, but it still isn’t their first language. It’s hard to really pour out God’s love to people, when you don’t speak their language. A nice smile and a kindly spoken word, with a possible prayer is about as good as it gets, we have to leave the rest up to the Holy Spirit. The next couple weeks are going to be very busy with a lot of traveling, but it will be exciting to see what God does.
That’s all for this week, I could write a lot more, but I don’t want to.
Thanks for reading
God bless you
Jesus loves you
- Julius Trotter (AKA AJP)