Living for Christ in Eleuthera | Liv Frazier
There are few places you can go where your serenity is aroused when you wake up, not interrupted. I am lucky to be at one of them.
For the past three weeks, I have lived at the Eleuthera Bible Training Center, where only meters away from me is a multi-hue blue ocean, alive with constant motion and millions of sea-dwellers. Each day I have awakened to the sound of the waves, and its steady and peaceful pulse. From them comes a salty smell, that fragrance that conjures fishing fleets and nets of sun-bleached blue cord hanging out to dry. This place could be anywhere, I guess at a stretch this could be some kind of artificial simulation, but it isn't. This island has so much to account for, but some of my favorite escapades have been visiting the strikingly beautiful glass window bridge, the caves and banyan trees, and the beaches packed with fine pink sand (all pictured).
Despite all the beauty that I’ve been able to embrace, there has been plenty of opportunity for manual labor. The majority of our mornings are spent mixing concrete―sifting sand, rocks, cement and water. There are no mechanical cement mixers; this is all mixed on the ground, using shovels. One of our first, and most monotonous, projects entailed removing, hand by hand, weeds from the baseball field at one of Eleuthera’s elementary schools. On some days the exhaustion seems impossible to ignore. At the same time, the physical labor has challenged me to lay down my perceived individual rights, entrust them to the Lord, and transfer the responsibility of them to a place of safekeeping. This has been key to my experience and effectiveness.
One of the most rewarding parts of the trip has been being under the instruction of Bill and Teresa Landers, international missionaries with the Caribbean Ministries Association. They are the hands behind the Eleuthera Bible Training Center. They host mission teams (like us), train local pastors, and share the Gospel strategically throughout the whole island. They are the kind of people that emphatically make a difference. It is apparent to me in their interaction and relationship with the islanders. And I’ve noticed something about people who make a difference: they usually hold the unshakable conviction that individuals are extremely important, that every encounter matters. They aren’t determined to revolutionize their community all at once; they’re satisfied with small changes. Over time, though, the small changes add up. They don’t teach some kind of pioneering lesson that suddenly enlightens entire communities; they teach small lessons that bring incremental improvement to one man or woman, boy or girl. They don’t do anything to call attention to themselves, they simply pay attention to the everyday needs of others, even if it’s only one person. They bring change in ways most people will never read about or applaud. And because of the way these world-changers are wired, they wouldn’t think of living their lives any other way. To me, Bill and Teresa Landers epitomize what it means for Christ to be the Lord of your life, and I feel privileged to witness it.
Tomorrow marks one week left on this beautiful island. I want to soak in every second.