You never know where the small flame of passion God has lit in your heart will lead.
The Gospel is universal but the language we use to share it is not.
And that can at times make it difficult — so difficult that only the very grace of the God we’re trying to explain makes it possible.
I know this routine well. Wake up in the dark. Pull on some clothes. Whisper to a teenager that I’m leaving. Lock the door behind me. Drive on empty roads. Pull up to the curb. Open the door. Say goodbye.
As much as I’d like to escape some of my first-world problems while overseas, sadly I cannot.
Life just doesn’t stop here because I’m there.
There have been trips almost cut short because of fevers so high in one of the children they were having seizures. Other trips have been stopped before I even left the country due to emergency surgery.
During my recent trip to Nepal, I spent a lot of time teaching and training young men and women who are preparing their lives for a future in ministry. Continue reading
Remiel is the traditional name for one of the angels. And for our family, that’s exactly what she was.
Remiel was given from God to our family, and entered our lives just as our dear sweet German Shepherd, Gabriel, was about to leave. After his passing, she became the beloved pup as her sweet personality helped alleviate our grieving. She played with the little ones, cuddled at a whim, would adore anyone who fed her for life.
God’s timing is a concept I don’t think I’ll ever understand.
Months ago, feeling the call to travel again to Haiti and take my son, Jack, with me, it was clear God was the one talking.
This is Jack’s first post for our family blog. To learn more about Jack (or any of our other children) check out our Meet the Kids page.
Missions. God’s call on every Christian. We can’t just ignore it. It is the last thing Jesus said during his stay on earth.
“Go therefore and make disciples of all the nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and the Son and the Holy Spirit, teaching them to observe all that I commanded you; and lo, I am with you always, even to the end of the age.”” Matthew 28:19-20 NASB
That doesn’t give us a lot of room to not do it.
The birth certificate arrived.
Lovely Facebook reminded me last week of a picture I took with my wife two years earlier while waiting in the Vancouver airport to board our plane to Nepal. And, surprisingly, it stung.
I didn’t see it coming. But two years after moving to — and leaving so shortly thereafter — Nepal, there are still parts of my heart that clearly need healing.