Nov
08
God is with me...still...even here. I love the way He works.
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| Torre Pellice |
As you can imagine, it has been rather hard for me to have spent the past 5 months so far in Northern Italy without a church to attend or any other kind of Christian fellowship. I love my friends here and the experiences that I've had, but I really miss that nourishment and accountability that comes from being involved in a believing community. Lucky for me, there is a very special person God has placed in my life here that knows this about me and offered to drive me 1.5 hours away to attend a protestant evangelical church in a mountain town called Torre Pellice. Upon arrival to the town, I spotted a guy walking down the street with a Bible (which is a fairly uncommon practice around here), so I asked if there was a protestant church nearby that we could attend. Andrea kindly led us to his church where we were then introduced to what seemed like every member of the congregation. Each person was extremely friendly and loving, offering us coffee and taking us around to meet everyone else. After about 10 minutes, a few people showed up that could speak some English with me, and then after the service I even met a few Americans, Dutch, and South Africans that live there working with a ministry called
Operation Mobilisation (OM). I knew about this ministry before moving to Italy, but I didn't realize exactly where they were located or that they would all happen to attend the same tiny little church that I did yesterday morning. I felt totally at home as God's love wrapped around me. The words to the worship songs were shown on a screen so I could sing along and even understand most of it. Two of the songs I grew up singing back in the States so it was very powerful for me to hear the Italian versions. Then, to my great surprise, the guest speaker for yesterday's sermon just happened to be a Scottish man who gave the sermon in English with an Italian translator helping out everyone else. I loved it! I am convinced that did not happen by chance. God's hand was involved in letting me hear His word being taught when I truly needed it. Afterwards, we were invited out to lunch by a group of English speakers for more fellowship and great conversation. My day was very blessed.
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| Tempio Evangelica Waldensian |
Following lunch, we left our new friends and ventured up into the mountains. We drove up and up into a little town called Angrogna in the western Cottian Alps. This is where the group of Protestants called the Waldensians migrated to and found refuge during the Reformation of the late 15th and 16th century. The Waldensians existed from the 12th century; however almost all of them throughout Europe along with most other early protestant groups were persecuted and demolished except for this small group that managed to defend themselves in this inaccessible mountain region of the Southwestern Alps. We found memorials and remembrances throughout the land as well as one of the oldest evangelical churches still in existence. It was a beautiful fall day for a walk in the mountains with the trees all varieties of colors. It was truly Italian farming country. There were pigs grazing, roosters, flocks of sheep, horses, etc. My favorite thing was that as we were standing on the point of this mountain, overlooking all of the countryside and valleys below, the sound of ringing cow bells penetrated the air. It was an unforgettable experience to be able to attend church in such an important, historical place for the Protestants in the region. A good reminder of the many that were tortured and burnt at the stake just for their faith. How lucky I am!
Lastly, on our return trip in the afternoon, we stopped in for a tour of Saluzzo. This is a larger, medieval city, if I can call it a city, that is just beautiful. From the Castiglia (an old prison/fortress), there are great views overlooking the city with it's bell towers and fall colors. My day could not have been better. God works in so many unexpected ways and through people that probably don't even realize it.
I should also mention that I've made up my mind about whether to stay here or not, but I am not going to share yet what the decision is. There are still a few uncertainties. In time...
