Trip to Huayacundo Arma

My fourth missionary trip was one of the best I have had to live, wonderful things happened and I was privileged to be part of a team of missionaries with a big heart for the cause.

We were in a district called Huayacundo Arma in the province of Huaytara in the department of Huancavelica. Huayacundo is a relatively small town with a population of just over 400 people where most people spend working on the farms and many of its inhabitants emigrated to Ica or Lima and return from time to time to Huayacundo.

People are friendly, open to hear the message of God and with a thirst to learn new things, they always ask questions and this reflect their hunger for the truth

I remember a boy named Bryan with who I could establish a beautiful friendship. He asked about United States before the World Trade Center and also was able to give me a complete description of a book.

And, what can I tell about the Missionaries?, were a real family, united with a passion for what they did and committed to their work and integrate with such dedication to the people who helped in what they could, they had no fear of staining hands and even ate the food of the place which I have not seen done by other missionaries.

In summary this has been one of the best trips that have participated in, made friends, met people who really worth it and had the opportunity to go to a place with wonderful people like few others and best the of all, the Word of God was shared and planted in the hearts of people.

With all my heart I can say that I love to go back to Huayacundo Arma as often as possible and visit friends once you leave there.

Bikers For Christ

Bikers For Christ, or BFC is a Motorcycle Ministry founded in 1990 by Pastor Fred Zariczny (A.K.A. "Pastor Z")[1], who pastors Rushing Wind Ministries in Oceanside, California, the associated church over the organization. Bikers for Christ was originally a ministry of Calvary Chapel in Marysville, California. There are hundreds of chapters with thousands of members across the US and worldwide.[2][3] Pastor Z has been featured on the Trinity Broadcasting Network with Paul Crouch Jr. who has recognized BFC as one of the largest Christian Motorcycle Ministries in the world.[4] In a 2010 radio interview with The Full Armor of God Broadcast[5], Pastor Z mentions that BFC has NEW Chapters in Belgium, Lithuania and Sweden. BFC has several motorcycle events and charity motorcycle rides to raise money to help people who are handicapped, underprivileged or disabled veterans.[6][7] BFC also sponsors events to honor Vietnam Veterans where a 370 ft. mini replica of the Vietnam Veterans Memorial Wall is displayed publicly.[8] Pastor Fred is also known for his Christian tattoos after having the BFC membership patch logo tattooed on his back by Kim Saigh on LA Ink.[9]



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Hell Angels

A tide of tattoos, leather and thousands of thundering Harleys will surge into South Dakota this week for the Sturgis Motorcycle Rally, one of the largest biker gatherings in the world. The small town's population will grow more than sixtyfold as crowds of iron-horse lovers take in a week of open roads, flowing booze and hard living. The rally attracts more than its share of weekend warriors eager for a brief interlude of escapist revelry. But for thousands of members of the Hells Angels, the nation's most notorious motorcycle gang, it's not vacation; it's a way of life.

Despite the group's fame and long history, there is much about the Angels that remains shrouded in mystery. The history of the gang and its current membership are murky topics, and what goes on inside its secretive clubhouses tends to stays there — just as the bikers want it. The Hells Angels Motorcycle Cub began in Fontana, Calif., in 1948, at a time when military surplus made motorcycles affordable and the placid postwar years left many veterans bored and itching for adventure. A vet named Otto Friedli is credited with starting the club after breaking from one of the earliest postwar motorcycle clubs, the Pissed Off Bastards, in the wake of a bitter feud with a rival gang. "Hell's Angels" was a popular moniker for bomber squadrons in World Wars I and II, as well as the title of a 1930 Howard Hughes film about the Royal Flying Corps (the phrase lost its apostrophe over time). For years, the HAMC, as members refer to the group, remained a California organization; the first chapter to open outside the state started in Auckland, New Zealand, in 1961. Eventually the club grew to most states and 30 or more countries, fueled by the alluring imagery of devil-may-care outlaws making their own rules. Pop culture helped buttress that iconic image, especially the 1954 Marlon Brando film The Wild One and Hunter S. Thompson's 1966 account of spending a year with the gang in northern California. The group says a typical member rides 20,000 miles a year, usually on the Angels' preferred machines, Harley-Davidsons. And members still refer to themselves as "one percenters" — a half-century-old boast playing off the saying that 1% of troublemakers give a bad name to 99% of respectable bikers.

Still, the Angels insist the club's reputation as a criminal organization is undeserved, pointing to its frequent charity work on behalf of children and veterans. A banner on the bottom of the Hells Angels website reads, "When we do right nobody remembers, when we do wrong nobody forgets." Yet many Hells Angels have clearly lived up to their lawless image — arrests and convictions for drug trafficking (especially meth), assault, weapons possession and even murder have trailed the group for decades. Most notoriously, Hells Angels allegedly plotted to kill rock legend Mick Jagger following the infamous 1969 riot at California's Altamont Speedway, where the gang was providing security. The Rolling Stones front man had criticized the Angels after a biker stabbed to death a spectator who had pulled a gun during the melee; the killing was ruled self-defense and charges were dropped. (Much of the episode was captured in a 1970 documentary film about the Rolling Stones.) Overseas, a multiyear turf war across Scandinavia involving the Hells Angels in the 1990s reportedly included attacks with machine guns, rocket launchers and grenades and cost close to a dozen lives. More recently, three bikers were killed during a massive brawl between the Hells Angels and the rival Mongols gang at a Nevada casino in 2002. In 2007, a woman was found severely beaten at the door of the group's fortified headquarters in New York City's East Village; heavily armed police raided the building with helicopters hovering overhead, but no charges were immediately filed. As a result, authorities are accustomed to treating the Hells Angels with caution. SWAT teams have monitored Hells Angels' charity motorcycle rides in case trouble breaks out, and teams of police met the bikers in Minnesota as they traveled to Sturgis this summer in a show of force. As officer Steve Ovick told a local newspaper, "You don't poke a hornets' nest with a stick, but you sure do like to know where the hornets' nest is at."

Hells Angels can be recognized by their leather or denim jackets featuring the red-and-white winged "death's head" logo, the letters HAMC and often the number 81 — representing H, the eighth letter of the alphabet, and A, the first. Like soldiers who don emblems on their military uniforms, Hells Angels wear a variety of patches on their jackets indicating their status in the group; the precise meaning is known only to fellow Angels (full-fledged Angels are known as full-patch). Members are known to one another only by their road names; a memorial page on the gang's website includes tributes to deceased bikers listed only as Triumph Viking and Fat Ray. As far as becoming a Hells Angel without putting in a whole lot of effort, good luck. The membership information on the web site essentially boils down to this: "If you have to ask the question, you probably won't understand the answer."


http://www.time.com/time/nation/article/0,8599,1914201,00.html

Rednecks Who they are?

The term "redneck" is often misunderstood by those north of the Mason-Dixon line. Many Yankees misunderstand this beloved term of endearment and treat the word as if it were some kind of insult. A true Southerner understands that achieving the state of Redneck is a noble pursuit. The guiding principles of Redneck philosophy are easily misunderstood by outsiders, so let's take a closer look at the goals of those who strive for the state of Redneck.

Also, see my related notes on red neck art collecting, Redneck lawn ornaments and Redneck Cuisine ideas.

The Redneck Philosophy

Being a "real" Redneck is so much more than driving a pick-up truck and naming your dog Bubba. A true Redneck does not feel the need to impress people with the outward trappings of superficial wealth and a real Redneck is perfectly comfortable in an Armani suit or a stained t-shirt. Redneck art is now being sold in the top galleries, and make sure to read by notes redneck animal art. Rednecks truly feel sorry for the poor bastards who work their asses off for eight years in college only to become corporate slaves; all that hard work just to get a decent BMW and a Rolex. You see, a real Redneck would never feel the need to brag or ever think to mention to hard working yuppies that the 80 acre family farm is worth eight million dollars, and of that, five million is in farm equipment that is only used a few weeks each year. Without trying to sound too much like Jeff Foxworthy, a great comedian who is a tad misinformed about Redneck theology, let me explain the basic tenets of achieving a state of Redneck:

Sense of Inner Peace – True Rednecks are at peace with the world, and this is not just because they have guns in every room of their home. They are not remotely concerned with what others may think of their Redneck lifestyle.

High Sense of Duty and Honor – True Rednecks will defend their sacred honor and will not tolerate those who disparage their families, traditions or loved ones. Many a surprised New Yorker has pondered this while visiting an Emergency Room after flipping off a Redneck.
Disregard for Time – True Rednecks do no respect man-made timelines. Their lives are lived one day at a time. True rednecks may put cars up on blocks for a decade before restoration even begins.

Disregard for Man-Made Mores – True Rednecks will follow their tastes and desires without regard for social customs and that which might constitute “appropriate” behavior in polite company. Rednecks are not constrained by outsider opinions or what Madison Avenue dictates about taste, so they are free to embrace whatever they choose without guilt or remorse.

Honoring Ancestors – Real Rednecks know details about every one of their ancestors who fought in the American Revolution and the Civil War. Ardent patriots, true Rednecks will always fly the Star Spangled Banner right above the Stars and Bars on every national holiday. True Rednecks will also participate in war reenactments as a way of honoring the Redneck sacrifices of their ancestors.

Eschewing Wealth –
My cousin Sara-Ruth lives on land with a massive garden and her own livestock. She even has a banana tree. The only things she buys are sugar and coffee. Her house and properly were paid for centuries ago when our Great-Great-Great Granddaddy, Aaron Burleson, received it from the Continental Congress as a thank-you for him having fought in the American Revolution. Sara-Ruth lives a simple and free life with none of the usual worries about money and keeping up with the Joneses.
Living around Rednecks has had a profound effect on my way of looking at life. Once while driving my fancy new car, I visited a country cousin and committed what Redneck Theologists call the “sin of pride” when I mentioned that the car had cost me a fortune. In good humor, he pointed to his giant farm tractor and said, “Well, I’m impressed. See that reaper over there? She cost me over $200,000.00; I paid cash; and I reckon I only take her out a few weeks a year”. Man, was I ever humbled in the presence of such profound Redneck wisdom. I now think twice before bragging.
Sure, the tenets and promises of the Redneck Theology seem like unachievable goals, but I’m told that with years of conscientious study and practice, as true state of Redneck is achievable, even for a sinner like me.

Now, I ask you: How am I doing as a Redneck?

While I freely admit that I am but a neophyte, I have studied Redneck Theology for years and have tried to mold my life in the image of those who possess the true inner peace of Redneck nirvana. While I normally don’t like to brag, I think I’ve made great progress in my quest for Redneck nirvana.

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