Greetings to you all. We hope you find some interesting bit of news of our family and what we are up to. May the Lord bless you and keep you.

Monday, April 10, 2017

New Dreams and New Plans

Well it has been a long time.  We have not put an update, a bit of news, or even a short hello on here for quite some time.  I hope this fixes our silence.  As some of you know we are still here in central PA living each day and hopefully "blooming where we have been planted."  It can sometimes seem hard to do this when there are days where it feels as though we are flowers in a drought, but through it all God as always proven himself faithful even in our doubts. Praise God our faith is not dependent on our strength.

To give a little back story for those who may not know we moved up here a little over four years ago to continue to follow our dream of raising support to move back overseas as missionaries. Since we are still here this did not obviously happen, and only God knows why, but here we remained and here we tried to bloom.  Lia became connected to the home-school group that meets on Fridays, the boys did what little boys do best, play, get dirty, and beat each other up with lightsabers, and Nate went back to work as an EMT and started to volunteer as the youth group leader in our church the Mountain View Christian and Missionary Alliance. This is how we have tried to bloom, but this also is what brings us to where we are today.

Through ups and downs and turnarounds we have been looking still to the mission that God has called us to, the preaching of his Word to the world around us and the making disciples of the next generation to follow him. In times past this was focused on our love for backpackers, and to this we still hold, travelers are a continually neglected mission field. But the next generation in this country are also being overlooked, and ignored to where now only 4 percent of the millennial generation hold to a biblical world view. This is how we lose the church folks, when our youth walk away from God, and it is never more than one generation away.

So what does this mean, what am I saying? Well in short, we have found a building, and not just any building, an old run down church, a former house of God. It is right here in Jersey Shore and it is ripe for the taking to make it a house of God once more, but this time not as a new church, but as a safe house, a home, a way for those who are seeking God to find him, and hopefully become plugged into a church, or at least a family of believers where they can find the God their heart is seeking for. This building, though, was also once a school, complete with classrooms. To sum up this building is around 18,000 square feet of space! Imagine the possibilities.

So the question still stands, what am I saying? I am saying this, help us. We are looking to buy this building and turn it into a home, for us, but also for the community, someplace where the youth can come and hang out instead of be on the streets with the ever growing heroine problem in our area, or a place where a wandering traveler far from home may be able to find a warm and comfy bed for the night, or even where the seeker can find God waiting for him in the pew of the old sanctuary of the church. But this mission is too big for just us, so we need help. We need God's people to help buy the building, we need God's people to help fund the running of the building, and we need God's people to help fix up the building. We need you to pray, "Lord, how can I help, how do you want me to help, what can I do?"

All we are asking right now is for anyone who feels like God may be placing on their heart a burden for this mission to please let us know through the comments section of this post, or through an email if you know it. For reasons of privacy I am not going to put our email on this post, I hope you understand. Please let us know what you think, and please pray for this ministry. Thank you for reading and may God bless you.

Saturday, October 8, 2016

What is this thing called freedom? Is it a get out of jail free card? Is it an excuse to do whatever we want? Or is it a life of peace to let the moss grow over us as we sit idly by? Or maybe, just maybe it is something that we don't think of much in our country today, and in so doing we are actually opening up a door of unspeakable horrors that are about to befall us as a nation, and we will have no one to blame but ourselves.

Let me explain. In the year 1776 our founding fathers felt that the need had arisen to throw aside the chains of leadership that had become an oppression and wage a war that would change the world forever. This was not just a war of rebellion, but a war that was to grant every citizen certain self evident truths, or freedoms. This is where it gets interesting. No where does it say only some individuals hold these truths, and it also does not say that only certain men were created equal, but rather we, as in all, hold these truths to be self evident that ALL men are created equal in the sight of God. Yes I said God, because it was He who led and designed this nation from the beginning to hold these truths to be self evident.

But now fast forward to 2016. We have riots and shootings in the streets with lines drawn between black and white. The "race" card is played so much that it has become a marked card in the deck. We push for equality but then force feed the belief that man evolved from ape like creatures, and that God is not really knowable, in fact let us just remove God from the arena of public life altogether and be so politically correct that we don't even make sense anymore. By the way, for those about to say it there is no mention of "separation of Church and State" in our constitution.  It merely points out that we are to have no state sponsored religion but today that is exactly what we have, the religion of humanism. We have a right in this country called "freedom OF religion", not freedom FROM religion". 

But what does this all have to do with freedom? Quite simply this, freedom, true freedom comes with a price, a price that we have forgotten, and therefore are now paying in the loss of our freedoms. Men died to protect those freedoms, those self evident truths, absolute not relative truths, that man was CREATED equal in the sight of God. They died so that future generations could worship freely, educate their children freely, speak their minds freely, and not be oppressed by a "thousand tyrants one mile away" but instead to be guided by God in their own governance.  And as long as we kept God in our thoughts, and laws then we enjoyed the blessings of God.  It has only been in our outright rebellion against God, in marriage, homosexuality, Biblical skepticism, among other sins that has caused this blessing and protection to lift. We have removed religion from our daily lives and replaced it with a contradictory belief in self.  

Here is where the church comes in to play, we are just as guilty.  We know the Word of God, and still we challenge his word, we fight other groups that are trying to spread the gospel all because we believe that the Bible is not a true historical document and therefore open for interpretation. When will we stop fighting each other and wake up to the true enemy who is sleeping in our living room. Satan has been welcomed in and we are to weak to drive him out. Now is the time to call on the God of our fathers and cry out for repentance as a church, as men of God, and as a nation.  I have been to both the national prayer on the Washington Mall in July, and the Franklin Graham prayer tour in Harrisburg PA and I have seen that there are still many thousands in this country that will call upon the name of the Lord. It is time we all raise our voices before this upcoming election so that this country may truly be called a Christian nation once again, and that we may for the first time show what it means to be a nation where ALL men are created equal in the eyes of God.  I pray this for my country.  Rise up and call upon the Lord your God.

Thursday, May 12, 2016

Going on a mission trip...finally

Hello to one and all.  My it has been a long time since I have put anything up on this blog, and for that I am sorry.  But to be completely honest it has been a long time since we have had anything worth really sharing on here.  Well to day is the day to change that.  I wanted to let everyone know of a soon approaching mission trip that Lia and myself will be taking.  Coming up at the end of July for one week we will be heading to Cleveland with a team from our church here in PA to work with a Christian, Missionary, and Alliance team called Envision.  They are working in many different ways there but one of the things they do is work closely with the Syrian refugees as Cleveland has one of the largest populations of Syrians.  We are not yet sure what all we will be doing but we have also been collecting a bunch of Arabic Bibles to hand out while we are there.  The problem we are facing now is money.  We need to raise about another 1000 dollars to go on this trip.  Some of that is for us, and some will go to help some of our team.  We have a few guys from the youth group I have been leading for the past three years going and they may need some help fundraising.  Here is a link to GoFundMe where we are trying to do the fundraising through.  Our goal is 1,000 dollars but there are nine people going and I am sure they could all use some help as we are fast approaching a deadline to have the money in to Envision.  We would appreciate you help in whatever way that is either financial or through prayers.  May God bless you all and stay tuned for future updates leading up to and after the mission trip.  Thanks again and God bless.

Saturday, July 18, 2015

Just a reminder...

Hello all, we just wanted to put this out here so that for those of you who may have been missing out on this awesome story from Lia might be able to catch up with it.  To the left of the screen there is a list of "Pages", and under this list is the pages links themselves.  Well when you click on one of them you go to a new page that has other information about the Bierlys.  Some of you always wanted to know just what happened in Africa.  While we tried to share what we could there just never seemed enough time.  Well Lia has undertaken the task of writing a weekly update starting from when she first arrived in Africa (this was before Nate and before Kids!).  So posted here is this weeks instalment but if you have missed just go to the left and look for the page titled We left our hearts under the mango tree, click on this link, and then just scroll down and enjoy some real funny stuff that even I, Nate, had forgotten about.  Thanks for looking and God Bless.

I feel my body is taking the beating now, it’s getting darker and I wonder what is happening next. Then I saw a young lady come and whisper something to Julius and she left. Julius whisper to me that my bath water is ready! YAY. I get to get up and have a bath. They took me to a man-made shelter, the water was warm I didn’t care the basin was small I squeeze in the bucket so I can sit in the water ahh it feels so good on my bum. I sit in it for a while watching the stars and thank God I am there and alive. After my nice warm bath I change to my long pants and a wrap, the ladies showed me where I was sleeping and give me a candle to put on the ground, I went in to the new grass hut I can’t barely stand inside, the whole time I was ducking the grass, how in the world this tall people made such a short hut, I am short and I am barely standing in it, the floor was an even ground, there was stump everywhere oh well, on the floor was a papyrus mat and my back pack. This is going to be an interesting night but who cares I am beat. I would like to sleep, I hang my mesquite net and crash. I heard the youth not far from where I was sleeping they were singing with their drum, at first I thought it’s nice to hear music but then the drum and the singing continues long into the night as I was about to fall asleep I hear something rustling outside my hut and with no mistake I know that sound anywhere. Someone tied a goat next to my hut. The night was cold all I have was long pants and my t-shirt I wish I brought my big, thick, insulated sleeping bag my sister gave me for Christmas. But no I already made a cozy little cave back at the base with it, next time it will be with me no matter what. I’ll sit on it and I’ll fight anyone dare to say there’s no room for it! I miss it already. The ground was giving me a hard time to lay on I stumped couple of times on the dirt to make an even ground, the choir not five feet away from me is still chanting and now I have bleating goat that won’t shut up! Oh Lord I am going to die! I pray that either morning come fast or someone needs to get rid of that goat. I looked at my watch and it was five in the morning. Great I haven’t sleep the whole night I pray I won’t fall asleep on one of those benches. The sun come up and I get ready. I clean up as quickly as I can and walk outside I looked around at the goat he is sitting there eating my roof! Argh, I hope they get rid of the goat soon or I will. The ladies brought us tea and bread. It was nice, I need the tea and lots of it. After that we went to the church, the children ran after me and take my hand, I love kids they are innocent, they are loveable and they don’t care who you are as long you love them back. We all walked hand in hand into the church they picked the seat and we all sit together. The church was filled in like thirty minutes. Wow we sing, dance, jumped and laugh. I feel like God have given me a new strength. To be among this people that is so thirsty for the word of God just bring new light into my life. I want to be here forever. And it was time for me to give testimony/preaching. I speak on prayer and faith. God’s love and why we should love one another. I told Julius before that he have to take over once I am done. Because he have to use all that time to fill in. I can’t speak for four hours straight. And so he did. We sing and dance until it was time for lunch. We eat mangos, biscuits and tea for lunch and it was fine by me. Julius came by and said the children and other pastors in the church wants to take me to see Congo.

Tuesday, January 27, 2015

Left our hearts under the Mango Tree.

  Many of you have known us for a long time. You have supported us and prayed for us while we were in Africa, and for that we are grateful. Back when we were in Sudan we didn't have the luxury of social media let alone internet so sometimes our news letter consisted of yes we are doing ok, the family is fine, God is great!, and yes we are still alive. All our news was short and to the point. We let our supporters know we are well and have not been shot or in terrible distress. But we omitted some of the sweet details that made those ok and safe news to you because of many different reasons. For example we have to write quickly before the generator blew up on us, or when we get to town the internet pole have been shot, or we plain forgot.

 Now that we are home looking back at pictures and read our old diaries made us want to share it again with you in details as we remember what it was like living in Africa :). This is also to help some of our friends whom we met at the grocery store, or church function that asked what we did in Africa, and we tried to answer them in less than the seven basic ballet movement.

 Well I (Lia) will write our stories through my eyes and as much details as I remember through pictures and my diary. So if you would like to read and follow my story it will be on the left side of the page title Left our hearts under the Mango Tree. The story will take us back from my single days until how I met my Tarzan. And married him and continue until we leave Sudan. Oh boy.  So every Sunday I will put new story, this way you will walk, laugh and cry with us. By reading the story we hope that we will keep our brothers and sisters in Christ in our prayers.

Monday, November 24, 2014

Backpacking, still in our hearts.

Hello one and all to another post, yes it has been awhile.  In this post I would like to share with you all some awesome new news I have learned coming out of the Christian backpacking community.  It is awesome to say the least.  While I was not personally there I had known about the event in advance thanks to a good friend whom I have never met named G (names changed to protect the innocent).  He just recently emailed me to give me the news and, well, lets just let the email from the conference speak for itself:

"For many years there have been followers of Christ who have been seeking to see God glorified through being beacons of light in the traveller scene. For many years the desire for these followers to be more unified and connected has been an idea, a hope, a dream. The hope of a larger movement has been growing for years
In the past few years this dream has grown beyond an idea, to a small baby in its motherʼs womb. Its growth has been the promise of life to come, the promise of something bigger. There have been many people who have been a part of nurturing this young movement and preparing it for birth...

On Friday March 21st the International Backpacker Ministry Conference began. For three days over 45 people from all over the world, from 12 different nations in North and South America, Europe and Asia, gathered together in Amsterdam. For three days we engaged together in workshops, seminars, prayer, worship and fellowship. Those who attended the conference came from a range of different backgrounds. Some people have been doing backpacking ministry for years. Some people would like to be involved and some people have just discovered the existence of this type of ministry and want to know more.

Regardless of our nationalities, where we currently live or our different backgrounds one thing remains the same: we all love God and love backpackers. We all want to know Jesus and want to make Him known."
This is truly an exciting time for those involved in this ministry.  Even now there is a team from this conference who are also preparing to head out to Scotland next year to do work among the backpacker/travellers there.  Please keep them in your prayers.  God is moving to see many come to him.  Thanks to everyone for reading.  God bless.

Friday, November 14, 2014

Tolerance...or faithlessness?

Hi everyone, I know it has been a long time since I have put an update on here, and if there are any who read this blog from time to time you might be wondering about how we are doing, well unfortunately this is not going to be an update, maybe later.  Sorry.  Actually this is where I make a stand as a concerned and saddened Christian living in this falling nation today.

I just finished reading an article on line about what could probably be pushing this once great nation over the edge into oblivion.  Today, this very afternoon on November 14 in our nation's capitol church there was a prayer service where Muslim and Christian came together to pray to their false god of unity under faithlessness.  To think that all religions will and can be united under a common banner is to deny the very difference of what they believe.  But the worst part is that this was not done in some out of the way town, this was done in our nation's capitol, our head.  When Jerusalem had reached the height of their faithlessness to God and burned their sons and daughters on the alter of Molech, and sold their virgin daughters into service to the Asherah, the One true God of the Universe destroyed the city, and sent them into bondage and dispersion.  Are we any different today?

This is not a long post just the voice of an outraged and zealous Christian at just how far we have fell.  Prayer is our only hope now.  Even Franklin Graham took notice and said this on his Facebook page,
               Tomorrow, the National Cathedral in Washington, D.C.–one of the most prominent Episcopal churches in America–will host a Muslim prayer service to Allah. It’s sad to see a church open its doors to the worship of anything other than the One True God of the Bible who sent His Son, the Lord Jesus Christ, to earth to save us from our sins. Jesus was clear when He said, “I am the way the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through Me” (John 14:6).

I leave you with this word of encouragement as even now 67,000+ people have liked this on his Facebook page,
                    Lord, they have killed thy prophets, and digged down thine altars; and I am left alone, and they seek my life.
But what saith the answer of God unto him? I have reserved to myself seven thousand men, who have not bowed the knee to the image of Baal.
Even so then at this present time also there is a remnant according to the election of grace (Romans 11:3-5).

There are still those who have not bowed the knee, Praise the Lord!