August

I wrote out the August schedule on the dry erase master calendar I keep on the side of our fridge yesterday. Wiping away July was a little sad, because as full as it seemed some weeks, there was still a margin— a wisp of summer— that I knew would be missing once we turned the page to August.

I was right.

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Take Two

As gut-punch challenging as this year has been for our family personally, ministry has thrived. It’s a balm in the moments when we start to wonder if Job’s friends are going to start showing up to offer advice; At least, we console ourselves, the Gospel is being preached.

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Yes, I Have a Problem

Hey, there. Do you really want to know why I’m so sad today?

It’s a long story. No, it’s a really long story. I was kicked out of a country back when I was fourteen, and I get sad every year around when it happened. Then I go through the archives of my family’s blog to relive the events as they happened. That makes sure the whole thing is one big bittersweet mess.

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Have Sonlight, Will Travel

It was Sonlight C that introduced Jack to missions thirteen years ago. I still remember reading through the selections in Window on the World that year with my two little “official” homeschoolers on either side of me on the couch, and three year-old Jack squirming in my lap trying to get the best view of the maps. His earliest years were spent immersed in Missionary Stories with the Millers, Adoniram Judson: Bound for BurmaCatching Their Talk in a Box, and other stories chronicling the spread of the Gospel.

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Home

“The Christian is the most contented man in the world, but he is the least contented with the world. He is like a traveler in an inn, perfectly satisfied with the inn and its accommodation, considering it as an inn, but putting quite out of all consideration the idea of making it his home.” —C.H. Spurgeon

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Meanwhile, in Nepal…

This has been a shockingly short trip from my perspective; Christopher and Jack will return from Nepal late Sunday evening after just nine days away. By all accounts, it’s been a fruitful time of checking in with ministry partners, teaching, scouting locations for future trainings in unreached areas, and even sharing the Gospel with a taxi driver who ultimately submitted his life to Christ.

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