Flights Are Purchased!
We are excited and expectant for this time to see the people we have been missing. The plan is to recharge, to reset as a couple who have been burned out living in The States, and to see the progress of ministry projects in Chevri.
Autumn Bucket List
Here are some meaningful autumn bucket list ideas to make this season count.
The Married Missionary (overcoming the lie that single service is more Holy)
Naturally, when God started to work on my heart and stoke a desire in me to go on to the mission field, I wrestled with the idea of singleness. As that fiery 16 year old about to leave home, I made my choice, because in my mind it was an either or situation.
Marriage or mission field? I chose the mission field. Marriage was no longer on my radar.
Not Forsaken and Pressing On
How do we press on when everything around us seems to be falling apart? Even in the darkest moments, He has not forsaken us.
Report After Distributing Aid in Haiti
Here is a report of what was accomplished on the emergency aid trip to Haiti. God is so good!
Haiti Aid Trip
In March gangs overran our village of Mirebalias, Haiti. All of the people we loved and served there lost everything. Many of them are hiding out in the countryside with little shelter. Thanks to your generosity we will be taking an emergency aid trip to distribute much needed tents and food kits to many families in need.
All We Have (Giving Our Last Two Coins To Christ)
The news hit like a ton of bricks. Tearing down any hope for Haiti to be a safe and thriving place anytime soon. We got the call early in the morning on March 31st. Our Haitian family was on the run and our home village was under siege by two notorious armed gangs…
Emergency Relief For Haiti
Many thousands of people from our village of 200,000 have left their homes and are holding out in surrounding villages. Including several hundred across the Latibonet river in the Chevry and Boukan Kare areas. Most have no real shelter, little food, scarce drinking water, and only the clothes on their backs…
A Tree Side Conversation With Myself
My only fear was that I would get to Haiti and I wouldn’t love the Haitian people enough to make a difference. I was afraid that there was no room in my heart to love that much. Or that I would lack the grace to adapt to their Afro-French culture.
Silly? Maybe. But it’s true. I was a mess. There under the tree crying and wondering what I’d gotten myself into.
Looking back I don’t regret that my only fear was not being able to love enough. After all, I will never regret not wanting to be in a country if I couldn’t love the locals. I don't believe anyone should be somewhere where they can't love the people around them.
How Not To Comfort The Grieving
How do I comfort someone who is grieving? It's a question that never seems quite easy to answer. After all, what if I can't relate? Or what if what I am going through seems worse than what they are?…