Wrapping up HOPE for 2023-24!

Dear Friends and Family,

May is always one of my busiest months in the ministry. We are beginning to plan for summer and get all prepared. But for HOPE, we pack in a lot of great things towards the middle of the month.

We celebrated our last meeting of HOPE by throwing a party! Playing tons of games like ballon stomp and group charades. Making a group favorite science project, ice cream in a bag. Most importantly, we celebrated our rising sixth graders who will be aging out of our program next year. I got them some ridiculous graduation sunglasses from the dollar store that said “I’m done” which they seemed to enjoy deeply and sarcastically.

Next up we had our annual camping retreat! Every year we take our students to a Christian campground about an hour away. This year I wanted to change it up (mostly to keep our sixth graders on their toes). The new location was in the same general area as previous years but had some fun new activities like Axe throwing and Archery tag. All the students loved atleast one of the two new attractions. We ended up taking eighteen students on the retreat which is almost double the group size we’ve taken any other year. The kids’ excitement was palpable on the van ride over. The following Sunday a large portion of our group came to church (despite being sleep deprived and tired). It was such an encouragement to see them joyfully relay all the fun times they had at camp.

Something that really stuck out to me this month was how many of our HOPE kids were asking about future events and plans. They’d ask how next year’s camping trip would be different. When we were starting HOPE back in the fall. Making sure they’d be on the roster. Inquiring if their younger siblings could come in the Fall. All this may seem trivial and typical of children. But I remember being told how when Sacred Road started the kids didn’t really think about the future. All that mattered was the immediate. Nobody talked about the next level of education, future plans, or even next year’s events. SRM made it a goal to give them continuous good memories and events to look forward to every year. Kids Clubs and Christmas deliveries were a huge mile maker in that area. Can’t begin to tell you how often I get asked when summer teams/intern are arriving by the kids. It’s just so much fun to see that theme continue with our kids excitedly looking forward to what the next year holds.

Please be praying for our staff as we head into Summer. It’s looking to be a particularly busy season that will certainly be sprinkled with God’s grace and providence. Thank you.

Blessings,

Trey

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!

 

Dear Brothers and Sisters,

I pray that the end of the year finds you well and brings joyful reflection. Looking back on my own year I find that it has been full of God’s blessings. Starting off with my sabbatical towards the beginning of the year. I got the rare opportunity to spend substantial time with my family and gain plenty of spiritual rejuvenation. It certainly added a spring to my step for the ladder half of the year! Which I was apparently going to need.

HOPE was hit with some substantial staff/volunteer changes during the beginning of the fall semester. In all honesty, I was left scared of how we would continue the program. But God is good. Instead of having less help than last year we ended up having more! Causing us to add fourth graders to our age range and almost doubling the roster size. What a joy to see how the Lord grew the program overnight. Little else capitalized this point like our Christmas party. We had seventeen of our twenty students show up for it. Ted, our resident wonder chef, cooked up an amazing meal that the kids loved. We played a bunch of Christmas games. Lastly, we had Santa (also played by Ted, he wears many hats) show up and deliver our gift to all the students. The joy on the fourth graders faces made the Santa experience extra energetic this year. But the moment that stuck out to me the most was a text I received during all the chaos. One of our students had gotten sick that morning at school and had to be taken home early. As such, he ended up missing our party. He apparently insisted that his mom let me know that he was sick and felt terrible about missing the last day. That just really tugged at my heart. He’s one of our fourth graders that never misses a day and while he’s suffering from a stomach bug the first thing, he thinks about is how he has to miss being at HOPE. Our goal for the program is always to make the kids feel loved and seen. Seems like this student, and hopefully all of them, feel that. God is good. 

My second big update is that we got to hold another Kids Club in Lapwai, ID! This year we’ve had to cut back on some of our trips due to scheduling conflicts and funding issues. Even our preceding trip was rougher and left me feeling slightly discouraged about our continuing relationship there. But just like with HOPE, the Lord worked despite my doubts. We brought two vans to the boys and girls club. One full of presents and one full of SRM staff and volunteers ready to love on kids. As we carried in the supplies to the gym, the students were lined up along the bleachers as the staff told them about Kids Club. As soon as they saw us, a cheer erupted through the gym. The closest comparison I have for how deafening it was, is an NHL Hockey game I went to once. These kids were over the moon that we had come back. I felt pretty bad for the staff that were trying to quiet them down to continue their assembly. On top of this, I had more story volunteers than I knew what to do with. The club staff sent in extra volunteers to help us which was greatly appreciated. Two of them were starting another boys and girls club on another reservation town and excitedly asked me if we would be interested in doing a Kids Club there as well!

Last year I mentioned how many of the students hadn’t heard the Christmas story before and what a surreal experience it was to tell it. This time may have matched that experience. As we were preparing our story helpers, I heard students quietly whispering what story we were going to the other students that had missed last year’s Christmas kids club. What a wonderful experience to see the change since last year.

For both HOPE and Lapwai our events ended with the same question from the students. “When will we be back?”. Different contexts but the point remains the same. These children love the church and all her many forms. Whether it be an afterschool program or a quarter yearly outreach event. As 2024 begins I can’t help but be excited to think about what the new year will hold. Kids Clubs at new reservations? Longer Lapwai visits? New HOPE students? Only the Lord knows, and I can’t wait to be a small part of it. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year. Please continue to pray.

Blessings,

Trey

God is our Shepherd (Spring Teams 2023)

Dear Friends and Family,

Here on the Rez we just finished our Spring teams. This year we had four back-to-back weeks of college students from all over the country coming to work and serve the community. Heading into this season I found myself feeling worried and tired by the daunting task ahead. Certainly, it was exhausting and I’m grateful for these past few days of extra sleep and rest, but it was also profoundly encouraging. Having RUF college students come is always heartening just by the presence of so many young believers. This time around though there were two specific interactions that were clearly blessings from the Lord.

The first one happened towards the very beginning of the month. Last year we had a high school student who made sure her young siblings were at kids club every day of the summer. Even on the one day she missed, she made sure another teen from the house brought the little ones to kids club. Towards the end of last she year passed away. Entering this year’s kids club I was conscious of the possibility that we wouldn’t see those little ones without their older sister making sure they came. For the first three days there was no sign of them. On the fourth day their mom brought them and hung around for a little while as they played. After twenty minutes or so she pulled me aside and asked if we could just make sure they got home safe and if we could, she trusted us with their care. “Of course!”, I practically shouted.

After that it became routine that she would drop them off every day and we would drive them home in our van. As the weeks rolled on all three kids came out of their shell more and more. One of them who I could never get to say one word to me, began a regular game of chanting my name as she flew on the swings. During the last team week our van became overloaded with other kids so we didn’t have room for them to go home on it. I told the kids it wasn’t a big deal I’d just walk them home, (they lived maybe three houses down from the kids club site). As we walked one of them loudly questioned whether or not I even knew where they lived. Before I could answer the oldest sister, who yelled my name from the swing, said. “He knows where we live! He always picked up our sister for youth group!”. It is an incredible encouragement to see their trust in the church growing this spring. I can't wait for the day they follow their older sister's footsteps and I get to pick them up for youth group.

The second interaction came towards the end of the month. On one of the last days of kids club I noticed two high school girls approaching the park. As I went to greet them and welcome them, one of them chuckled to herself and said, “man you’ve gotten old.” In that moment I recognized her as one of the kids I had met and bonded with as a team member seven years ago. It had been probably five years since the last time I had seen her. I laughed and said I remembered her. She was shocked I still knew her name. As she looked around kids club she remarked how it still looked the same as when she was a kid. Both her and her friend ended up helping run our jump rope station that day. I keenly remember playing with her and her brother at foursquare on the Friday before I left as a team member. Seeing her jump right back into kids club and playing with kids after being gone for five years was an encouragement to me beyond words.

All our bible stories the last week were about God being our shepherd. I feel as though God was laying that truth especially hard on my heart as I looked back over the spring. Even in hardship, the passing of time, and death itself. God always takes care of His sheep and brings them back home.

“My sheep hear my voice, and I know them, and they follow me. I give them eternal life, and they will never perish, and no one will snatch them out of my hand.” John 10: 27-28

Blessings,

Trey 

 

Summer is Back!

 

Dear Brothers and Sisters,

Currently, I find myself both exhausted but also rejuvenated from our first normal summer in two years. After simply tasting Kids Club and work sites with extraordinarily small groups last year. This year we finally got back to full teams, multiple worksites, and absolutely jumping Kids Clubs! Sometimes it’s hard to remember how much we miss something until we find ourselves back in the middle of it. Which is what I felt in full these past few months. I had forgotten how sweet it is to have our church building full of brothers and sisters from around the country or having a tarp covered completely in children, listening intently to a bible story. At Adam’s View Park, one of the housing projects, we seemed to have first time kids club attendees just about every week. It was also incredibly rewarding to see so many reunions between team members who haven’t come since before covid with kids that were much older and taller after two years. On top of that, I also had the pleasure of serving on worksites with our youth all summer. Every week we would have between 14 to 22 youth spread out working on houses across the reservation. We painted over graffiti, repainted sheds and houses, undertook yard cleanups for elders, and did whatever we could to help out. To quote one of my fellow staff members, “it’s a miracle that these youth would even come out to help, let alone how hard they work and how much they accomplish.” After working with the youth so much this summer, I’m hopeful and excited to see how the Lord grows them within the church and nourishes their leadership potential.

But summer teams weren’t the only exciting thing happening since my last update. In May I got to take my afterschool kids to a weekend summer camp getaway. We did activities like archery, ziplining, low ropes courses, a giant tree swing, roasted marshmellows, hiked, explored, and just had fun in God’s creation. It was honestly just breathtaking to see the kids have so much fun and try new things. Repeatedly I was asked if we could go back to the same place next year and when HOPE would be starting in the Fall. At our last meeting of the year, we threw all the kids a big party and showed them a video compilation of the past year. All the kids jumped for joy and hollered at the memories of the year. They laughed with each other and chanted each other’s names when they came on screen. If nothing else, I was overjoyed that they got a physical representation of how loved they are and what an amazing year it was with them. Additionally, it is looking like our afterschool numbers will be dramatically growing this September, Last year we had around 8 students. This year it is seeming like I may have trouble fitting them in one of our fifteen passenger vans. What a problem to have! Thank you for your prayers and support of our first year of HOPE afterschool, I can’t wait to see what God has in store for year two!

So here I sit, trying to remember almost four months’ worth of God’s blessings (I should probably write these more often). With all sincerity it is hard to fully articulate or recollect all the wonderful things that have gone on throughout the summer. But I hope this update does an adequate job of summing up what a wonderful few months it has been. God does not forget His people and has seen us through the trials of covid and out the other side. May God bless you as He has blessed me beyond my hopes. Thank you for your continued support and prayers.

Blessings,

Trey

First Semester in the Books!

Dear friends and family,

Last week marked the end of our first semester of HOPE afterschool and what a spectacular few months it has been! Our start was a bit rough; we had several forced breaks with conflicting school scheduling and a COVID case amongst our staff, but by the end we were hitting our stride. Towards the beginning of the semester, we were struggling to get more than four to five kids, leaving me a bit frustrated since our goal was around 13 (a full van load). Unsurprisingly, God had a plan and was simply giving us room to plan and learn what we were doing. After a few short weeks, I was approached by multiple students in the school who wanted to be a part of the program! Over the span of a month we doubled the size of our student body. Meanwhile, I was attempting to tread in a whole new territory for me. I’ve been doing Scripture or fun game related ministry for almost a third of my life but adding education to the mix was a terrifying prospect. The main thing I wanted for our program was to balance laughter and fun with the educational struggles of the kids.

We did this by having a time where we specifically worked on their one shared homework assignment, reading for thirty minutes a day. Besides the normal mix of students who either hate or love reading, we also found that many students were three or four grades behind in reading. Some are barely able to read at all. Thankfully, God had provided me with exceptional volunteers who were able to disperse throughout the group of readers. Which gave one on one attention to those that needed it and cheering
along those that simply needed the push. On top of this we wanted to change up their readings so that they weren’t monotonous. Some days we’d have them read normally, others we’d bring out piles of bean bag chairs to lounge in, and others I would read to them while they drew pictures depicting the story to flex their imaginary muscles. It was overwhelming to see the kids take off with the ownership of their books. All of them would take turns sharing with the group what was happening in their story. They’d celebrate as a group when a student finished their book. On the day of our Christmas party where we weren’t planning on having a “homework” time, they even asked if we could make time to do some reading.

Our educational activities such as science experiments, madlibs, math games, and craft projects also had a huge success rate. One of my personal highlights of the semester was the day we did our density science experiment. This involves piling different types of liquid (syrup, oil, water, etc.) into a clear jar and watching how each of them level out. Watching the kids light up when it happened and start wildly discussing how it worked was the sort of educational excitement I had hoped for.

As we wrapped up the year at our Christmas party all our fifth graders asked what would happen next year when they moved into sixth grade. I told them that our target was fifth and sixth graders so they could still come to HOPE if they wanted. All of them, ALL of them, shared a sigh of relief and started excitedly talking about coming back in January. The importance of kids on the Rez looking forward to something in the future, let alone a whole year away in the future,  can’t be overstated. I’m immensely blessed that God has worked the way He has in our fledgling semester, and can’t wait to see what He has in store next semester.

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year,

Trey

Wrapping up Summer and Looking to the Future

Hello friends and family,

            A word of warning, I have so much exciting news for y’all that this letter may run a little long. First off, I wanted to tell you what an absolutely incredible summer we had on the Rez. Despite Covid restrictions loosening we still weren’t able to do our average sixty person team weeks. But we managed to make up for that in some big ways. We still weren’t allowed to do Kids clubs here so instead we used some of our extra time to do multiple road trips to different reservations, most notably Lapwai, Idaho. There we made a connection with the Boys and Girls Club, opening doors to more kids, more visits, and more Christmas shoebox deliveries! On top of that we were able to continue our kids club deliveries from last summer, bringing Kids Club to over 200 kids every two weeks. We also managed to train a puppet team from our summer team and youth volunteers that did puppet gospel presentations on our Rez as well as in Idaho and Oregon. Additionally, we kept up with our mobile library project, Bookin it, and were bringing books to housing projects every week. At the end of the summer, restrictions even lightened enough where we got to bring kids from all over the community to our church and have a summer water day bash with everything from water balloons to giant water slide inflatables. So, by no means was this summer boring or slow, God made sure to keep opening doors for us.

            My favorite part of this summer though, was YoungLife middle school camp. I’ve gone the past three years but never have I seen God work so miraculously. We took 18 middle schoolers and I got the distinct pleasure of being with our 9 boys. While at camp the boys had the fun and shenanigans that I’ve seen so many times before, but that wasn’t all. This group of guys opened up to us in a way that I hadn’t seen before. They shared about their home life, asked hard questions about God, and truly lead each other towards seeking those answers from the church. On the last day one of our boys stood in front of the entire group and shared about the power of prayer and how it helped him. But this growth didn’t stop there, after camp this particular group of youth had a hunger for connection with the church. They began doing weekly work projects throughout the community cleaning up graffiti or weeding at an elder’s house. They began coming to church and youth group without wavering, even going as far as attending our worship evenings on Sunday nights. That particular youth I shared about openly prayed at church in front of the entire congregation. God clearly used camp in an intense, evident way with these kids and it has been humbling to see that growth continue through the summer.

            Looking to the future we have even more exciting news! This Fall I will be starting HOPE afterschool (Healing, Overcoming, Praying, Educating), which will be an afterschool program held at our church building. To start with we’ll be focusing on 5^th and 6^th graders at our local elementary school. Some of you may remember that over covid we brought students to our building for their online classes. Continuing with that momentum it was clear that we needed a revitalized afterschool program when covid restrictions allowed. I didn’t know it then, but God would soon be calling on me to lead the program. In the months since, He has made His intentions for the program clear as well as make my replacement for Children Ministry apparent. Tionna, a young lady who was raised in the church here and has worked with the ministry for long before I even knew what Sacred Road was. We’ve begun sharing responsibilities of Children’s Director as I train her to fully take on the role by next Spring. I could not leave children’s ministry better hands. I look forward to sharing more about HOPE afterschool soon, but if you would like to learn more about it now or give you can go to our newly updated website at https://sacredroadministries.org/after-school. But please be praying for it’s start, growth, and flourishment in it’s first year as well as pray for Tionna as she takes on a new role.

I pray God blesses you as He has blessed me beyond my wildest expectations,

Trey

Books, Eggs, and Aliens, Oh My!

Dear Friends and Family, 

The past few months have been a whirlwind of activities with our state slowly beginning to open back up. If you’ve followed my updates over the past year, you know the immense changes we’ve had to make as a ministry. Yet, in the midst of those changes God was faithful to keep our ministry fruitful. Creating a trend of success and growth in our outreach that has remained evident into the new year. After a momentary setback at the end of 2020, we were finally able to start holding in person services again. Although our attendance has been smaller, the blessings of getting to worship again can not be overstated. Furthermore, we started holding Children’s church last month. Honestly, I had forgotten how sweet it is to teach scripture to our kids. Starting back right around Easter was an absolute gift from God as we got to tell the kids how much God loves them in such a clear manner. In a time of such uncertainty, we got to cement the lengths at which God goes to keep His promises and how far He went to keep His ultimate promise.

Speaking of Easter! We also got the green light to do our annual Easter egg hunt. After skipping it last year it was amazing to see all the giant smiles and hear the laughter from our kids as they ran around our property searching for candy filled eggs.

Despite our state opening more we still weren’t able to have our normal spring teams (as was expected) so we got to do another round of kids club deliveries. Many kids and parents alike jumped right into our ridiculous antics as they remembered all the craziness, we had last summer during the deliveries. Our helper’s alien costumes were a big hit and brought a lot of laughter. Additionally, we’ve been doubling down on our efforts to find ways to remain present in the community and love on our kids in their own neighborhoods. One such way is Bookin It, our mobile library. Run by one of our own youth, Bookin It aims to bring books every week right to the housing projects we serve in. As has become normal in my life now, my expectations for this outreach were blown out of the water. Multiple children started bringing their books back regularly to trade back and receive new ones. Their bright yellow book bags became a beacon that they had remembered us and were looking forward to getting new books. Sometimes they would bring those yellow bags to events we hadn’t even planned to bring Bookin It to. On one such instance, while doing deliveries a child brought his book to me. After I told him we weren’t here with the library but instead to give out Kids Club goody bags, he seemed slightly disappointed. But he was quickly cheered up by the knowledge that the very next day we’d be in his neighborhood with our mobile library. It’s truly been amazing to see the overwhelming response the kids have had to the library.

Prayer Requests

I’m quickly approaching my three year anniversary of moving to the Rez, (May 2021). Honestly, it has felt as though time has stood still while I’ve lived here. Like I just left Florida yesterday. At the same time, I do notice that my roots in WA have grown substantially. As is the way with growing up and cementing my feet more as it were. I find myself needing more support. For the beginning years I’ve made do with whatever I’ve gotten from my generous supporters. But as I look to the future it becomes apparent that I need to raise more funds to sustain my living here. Expenses like health insurance and saving towards renting/buying my own place means I need to stabilize and grow my base support levels. If you already support me, I can’t thank you enough and am not asking you to double up on your support or anything. Instead, I’m asking for prayer that I can find new donors and that God will open more doors. Please pray.

Also, please pray for the summer. We are still figuring out if we’ll be able to hold our normal summer teams and kids club programs. Please pray for wisdom on our part in deciding and safety for either outcome. God has a plan for this summer and no matter what happens He will accomplish it.

Blessings,

Trey

An Unstoppable God

Dear Friends and Family,

            What an astounding series of events have unfolded these past few months. In such a short span we have experienced so much. Normalcy feels almost antiquated in these unsettling times. Yet, it is a resounding comfort that as believers we can hold firm to the promises that God can be moving even when our nation is, quite literally, shut down. Here on the reservation we can attest to such things quite clearly. Our summers and a large portion of our spring is determined and embodied by large groups of individuals coming from the across the country to work with us. Due to Covid we have had to cancel all of these defining aspects of our ministry for the year. Which as you can imagine feels like a huge blow to the stomach. BUT, we have also seen how miraculously God can move when we’re stuck at our houses. Since we couldn’t hold normal services, we’ve had to do online services like so many other churches. What we saw though was an influx of people that were watching that haven’t been to church in years. Some who have never come at all. This means that the gospel was reaching new people even as we were drastically dropping in our planned activities. Furthermore, God has still seen fit to give us opportunities to reach out to the community. Everything from supplying food and other essentials to houses, to posting ridiculous videos of ourselves for the youth. Recently, we were even able to partner with another outreach here and give out food boxes, hand sanitizer, masks, and other necessities. Clearly, God is still moving despite the obstacles that seem insurmountable to us. God was here long before these tumultuous times and will continue to be long after.

Ways to Pray

•     Our county has one of the highest number of Covid cases right now and is still growing. Please pray for the safety and health of the community here that I hold so dear.
•        At the moment I’m working on growing my support as it has been affected by the shutdown and the job losses felt by so many across the country. Please pray that the Lord will open doors and give me boldness to speak about the calling He has placed on my heart.

Ways to Get Involved!!!

As I’ve already said we are unable to hold our normal summer events, namely kids club which is my personal favorite. Since we can’t bring kids together for kids club, we decided to bring kids club to the kids! Our plan is to try and get several packages or “Kids Club in a Box”, and give them to households that would've come to the in person event. These boxes would consist of crafts, snacks, toys, flip flops, and all the other summer essentials. For us to pull this off though we will need the help of our brothers and sisters! We need flip flops, bathing suits, candy, dollar store toys, socks, etc. The mailing address for these is 14531 Pumphouse Rd, White Swan, WA 98952. If mailing isn’t an option we would also love donations to the children’s ministry fund so that we can purchase supplies for these boxes. You can donate at the donation page of www.sacredroadministries.com. If you have any questions at all don’t hesitate to contact me at tbelisario3@gmail.com or 509-985-2644.   

Thank you for your support and prayers. May God bless you as He has over surpassingly blessed me.

Trey,

A Ministry of Bubbles and Gummy Snacks

Dear Friends and Family,

            It has been quite a whirlwind of things happening over the past few months. I’m having difficulty even finding a good place to start on how the past months have been and all they’ve encompassed. December should be a good a time as any to start. This December was my first time overseeing the Children’s Ministry Christmas outreach. This covers a variety of events such as taking young native leaders from our church to other reservations and villages, which gives us the opportunity of reaching out to new kids that we wouldn’t be able to normally see by bringing Christmas parties to their front door. Additionally, we delivered over 400 shoeboxes full of gifts to homes here on the Yakama Reservation. The most beautiful of these facets of the ministry though is the Christmas service we put on here at Hope Fellowship. We have kids from our Sunday group be a live nativity set as we tell the true meaning of Christmas on the Sunday before Christmas day. It is such a sweet time to behold.

            Another big staple of the past few months has been my time in Colorado this January. I attended a month-long training program put on by Missions Training International (MTI) and received a surplus of tools and knowledge from missionaries who have served on different fields. They covered everything from how to adapt to culture healthily to how to make sure your spiritual life doesn’t take a hit from the work you are doing on the field. It was wonderful to be poured into by so many experienced and knowledgeable people who truly care about seeing God’s kingdom grown across the world.

            With this time away though brought many sweet hellos on the Sunday I returned after being gone for an entire month. Going from classroom work in Colorado to bustling Sunday morning children’s ministry was very similar to taking a sip from a fire hydrant, so much to take in all at once. But the Lord did gift me with an encounter with one of my kids on this particularly crazy Sunday. One of our “harder” kids was having a difficult time sitting in his seat and listening to his leader. After multiple rebellious outbursts I decided to take him aside and talk to him one on one and see

what was bothering him. He was hungry and exhausted so after a snack he was more than willing to talk with me and open up. In our conversation he told me he didn’t believe in Jesus, because he didn’t save him from getting bit by a pack of Rez dogs. He didn’t believe the Bible because he never saw the stories they talked about. But he did believe in “this place”. As he said it, he pointed to the roof of the building. “The church?” I asked. “Yes, I believe in this place because you guys built it and I can come here and get food”. This little guy is six years old. He’s seen harder things and been through more than I would like to think about. This child has literally lived out of a van for a large portion of his life. With that comes an obvious amount of doubt in somebody he can’t see that he’s told loves him. But the church here is embodying love to him in a way that is unusual to him. He may act out, but he hardly misses church. Just about every event we throw is attended by him. He comes not because he understands Jesus or the Bible but because he is being loved on and cared for. I can’t help but think that’s what Jesus would want for this little guy right now. I’m honored to be apart of Jesus’ ministry to this precious child of God.

Thank you for your support and prayers,

Trey

Rebuilding Broken Bridges

Dear friends and family,

            Summer has come to an end. I have finally had the opportunity to look back on the summer and reflect on everything the Lord did. This was my first time working in the summer as full-time staff. Despite this change a lot stayed the same, such as my role as a Daycamp leader. For the third year in a row I had the absolute privilege of working with the third to fifth grade boys. Four weeks out of the summer I was leading them in crafts, singing, games, and more importantly learning about bible stories. This was the initial aspect of the ministry that stole my heart, so I find it amazing that I have gotten to be a part of it for three summers now. One of the ways that this summer was vastly different though, was that because of my full-time status my role was changing. This change primarily had to do with the fact that I was slowly coming into the role of children’s ministry director. The way this took form was that I was in charge of all Sunday church service children’s activities. I prepared classrooms, prepped worksheets, taught the children’s church lessons, oversaw the kids happily playing on the playground after church, I even made sure they had a prize to take home at the end of every Sunday. Of course, I would be ignorant to not mention the immense help I received in these activities from the summer interns. Gradually, I was becoming a front person for the church to the kids and by extension their families. It was initially strange to see, because in my own self-made plans I hadn’t thought I would get this opportunity for several years. But nevertheless, here I was working directly with the kids I loved so much and furthermore being a bridge for interns and summer teams alike to connect with their first neighbors. Beyond anything else I was humbled. Humbled that God would choose me to work here. Humbled that God would see fit to use a broken sinner like myself to reach a community He loves more than I ever could. I was humbled because this time last year I never would have assumed I’d be stepping up to the role of children’s director.

            Sometimes it can be hard to narrow down the summer to just a few stories simply because so much is packed into these three months. Every week we are working day in and day out to preparing, doing worksites, having kids club, youth group, and even more. But this summer there was a single moment that meant the world to me. It was the middle of a team week and we were having kids club, the activity where we go to local housing projects and provide games, snacks, bible stories, etc. Snacks are being passed out as we sit on our blue tarp readying ourselves for story time, I notice a youth I know is walking with a little girl that I haven’t seen before. They would take a few steps toward us and then stop, then they would start again and stop. After watching this a few times, I decided to go talk to them. As I approached them the youth waved at me and smiled. Now to give you a better understanding of my relationship with this youth, up until this point I wasn’t sure she even liked me all that much. She would hardly talk to me and when she did it was normally sassy or snarky. As I got closer, I asked how she was doing and who the little girl was that was with her. By this point I was right in front of them and she told me this was her little sister, who had wanted to come to kid’s club but upon seeing the large group of people had decided it wasn’t for her. This little sister couldn’t have been more than 3 or 4. I got on my knees so that I was eye level with the preschooler, told her my name and asked if she wanted to come with me to sit and get a snack. The youth was beyond pleased with this deal and urged her sister to go with me. The little sister was not having it, she wanted no part of this bearded stranger. Her big sister asked her if she was scared of me and she emphatically shook her head yes. Before I could finish apologizing for my “scary” appearance, the youth hugged her sister tightly and told her, “Trey is very nice. He will take care of you.” With that the little girl looked back at her sister once more for reassurance and then took my hand as we began walking to the tarp for story time. I’ve never been more honored. For a youth to give the protection of their younger sibling to you is something that illustrates both the trust the church earned on the Yakama reservation and subsequently the trust I’ve grown with youth I don’t even normally interact with. If you don’t know much about Native American history with the church, it was common practice for children to be taken from their families and sent to “Christian” boarding schools. Understandably, this means that the trust between native families and the church should be and in many cases is broken. But this singular moment was a reassuring reminder to me that God is rebuilding that trust slowly, and what an honor it is for me to be a part of it. Please keep praying, it is the most powerful weapon we have.

Your brother in Christ,

Trey  

 

A New Home

Dear Friends and Family,

            I have been working on the Yakama Nation Reservation off and on for the past three years. Whether it has been for a week, a summer, or 15 months, I have journeyed here many times and always found myself longing to spend more time and serve in this community. My current 15-month internship hasn’t quite ended yet, but I have found that my heart has already been filled more than I previously thought possible. Since coming here, last May, I have wrestled with what is the next step in my future, where was God going to call me? The Lord clearly had a plan all along, a plan that has been unfolding since I first stepped foot on this reservation on July 15^th, 2016. I without a doubt know that God is calling me to stay here. There have been several ways that He has made this clear to me. The pit in my stomach that I have every time I think of leaving. The connections I’ve made with both the youngest, smallest children who abound in energy and the wisest elders that have graced me with their company. I’ve known it from the times I walk down the hallways of the schools here seeing children’s eyes light up, smiling from ear to ear. From the most insignificant, halfway smirks that I find on the faces of youth. To the proud faces of elders and adults who see their new wood shed, built by teens from their own community. I can’t imagine ever being anywhere else or being apart of anything greater. God has called me to this place. Not to save anyone of my own power, but simply to be here and be used by Him in anyway he sees fit.

If you’re not familiar with the ministry I’m working with and the conditions of reservation life, let me give you a brief summary. Hope Fellowship is the church planted by Sacred Road. It is located within White Swan, a town on the Reservation. In White Swan, nearly 100% of the population is deeply affected by alcoholism and/or drug abuse. The reservation itself is located in one of the poorest areas in the United States.  In White Swan there is approximately a 75% unemployment rate.  Most of the children in White Swan suffer from neglect and abuse. There are no healthy evangelical churches in White Swan. Sacred Road’s goal is to bridge the gap between Native America and the Church at large. Their goal is to follow what the bible says and love our first neighbors well.

I’m afraid I need to ask something of you now. For me to stay here I need the support of those that God has seen fit to bless my life with. I need partners to step forward and help me in serving the community here. I need support both financially and prayerfully.

I implore you to approach the Lord in prayer and consider joining my support team. For me to stay, I must raise my full salary, which comes to a monthly cost of around 3,000 dollars. This requires me to put my faith both in God and His people. I truly hope you will work with me in loving our first neighbors well. If you would like to financially support me, please contact me so I can send you a support letter or go to Sacred Road’s website at www.sacredroadministries.com, go to the “Giving” tab, and choose me as the missionary you would like to support. Additionally, if you wish to learn more about what I’m doing, get clarification on support info, or personally talk to me about the work here. My phone number is 813-368-6563 or my email address is tbelisario3@gmail.com. I pray the Lord blesses you as much as He has blessed me.

Your brother in Christ,

Trey,

 

Christmas Update 2018!

Dear Friends and Family,

            A belated Merry Christmas and Happy New year to everyone! I hope the season treated you well. Here on the Rez, Christmas is one of our busiest times of year. In December, our days are filled with outreach, a specific example of this is our trips to other reservations and native towns. Once we get there, we throw Christmas parties where we tell the story of Christ being born and give out presents. These locations rarely have healthy churches and, in some cases, only vaguely know who we are. But they quickly realize that we are a different breed of people. At one of the parties, a kid quietly sat next to me before our Bible story time. He slowly leaned over towards me and whispered, “are you the church people?” Of course, I was happy to tell him that I was. His response was nothing short of absolute glee. He told me about how he loved the church people and how he loved hearing about stories from the bible.

My favorite part of these trips was seeing the expression on the children’s faces when they got to open their gifts. I’m sure many are familiar with Operation Christmas Child, but for those that aren’t, the gifts we used were shoe boxes donated from churches around the country. Back home in Florida, I’ve spent many Decembers packing similar boxes but for the first time I got to see firsthand the joy that a simple gift can bring. If you participated in these shoe boxes, whether they came here or went to other children in need, I want to thank you from the bottom of my heart. You made a difference.

Another important aspect of this past season was that it was the end of 2018. This meant that we threw multiple end of the year parties with our youth group, discipleship groups, and YoungLife. We even held a special Christmas service at our church. We had a live action nativity scene acted out by our very own kids. The Nativity story itself was read by one of our young native leaders who came home on break from Indian Bible College. According to what I’ve heard, it was one of the biggest turnouts we’ve ever had. In large part, that was due to the main portion of our ministry in December, Christmas deliveries.

Christmas deliveries are an all hands-on deck operation to go give presents to any kids we’ve interacted with throughout the year or even before then. We load up buses and vans full of presents for children, teens, and adults. Driving all over the Yakama reservation, we go to the homes of each family. Over 400 Christmas presents were delivered. The greatest part about this activity is that we get to see kids that we haven’t seen in months. Many of the kids that we meet over the summer, for various reasons, don’t come to church once the summer ends. Meaning after August we don’t get to see many of the kids that stole our heart. There were countless houses I went to where the children were shocked to realize I remembered them. Not only that, but I brought presents with each of their individual names on them! It was a wonderful way to bring joy to these children. Some of them even waited to open their presents until Christmas day. More than likely because they wouldn’t be getting much else. I was honored to participate and see this aspect of the ministry.

Prayers:

Please pray for the homes that don’t have adequate heat. So far, we’ve had a surprisingly warm winter, but hard freezing temperatures loom and with them bring unique challenges for the families.

Please pray for the ministry as we jump back into our normal schedule. This includes Church services, D-groups, youth group, YoungLife, going to the school to have lunch with the kids, etc.

Finally, I ask a personal prayer. This marks the over halfway point of my internship. My thoughts turn to what it would mean to leave this community that I have fallen even deeper in love with. I’m currently wrestling with where the Lord is calling me and if He is in fact calling me here fulltime. Please pray for His guidance through this decision making.

Thank you to each and every one of you for how you’ve helped support the ministry here. Whether it’s with giving, prayers, or both. I hope God is blessing you as He is so overwhelmingly blessing me.

Your brother in Christ,

Trey