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The Secret Place

“He that dwelleth in the secret place of the most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty.” (Psalm 91:1) I have always loved this portion of scripture; a tender picture of the relationship we have with the Lord as we draw near to Him and rest in His...

Who Is Your Master?

Post Prologue When we first moved to Sierra Leone in November, 2009, we rented a home in Allen Town, a suburb of the capital city, Freetown.  Here we lived behind a 10 foot cement-block “wall fence” which had razor wire coiled on top, a large gate for the vehicle, and...

Scattered Chickens

Date of original journal entry: May 19, 2010 Though litter-mates, our dogs have very different personalities and after reading the post you'll know which is which. Mercy has gotten quite skilled at rounding up my chickens to put them in their coop just before sunset.  His patience and stealth make him...

Follow On

Date of original journal entry: September 28, 2010 Sometimes the way going isn't so smooth and clear as we might like Mark 10:32 (a) “And they were in the way going up to Jerusalem; and Jesus went before them: and they were amazed; and as they...

Confounded Language

[Original journal entry written September 23, 2012] The universal smile on some town boys willing to have their picture taken Cross-cultural ministry certainly has it’s share of blunders and bloopers.  I have unintentionally said some wrong things - and I mean really wrong.  I have neglected...

The Life of the Flesh is in the Blood: Part II

Welcome to Part II of this incredible story. (See Part I here) Some may wonder, “Why is Beatrice’s story of survival so extraordinary?” The labor and delivery room at our bush clinic. The light on the stand is battery operated. In the States, people routinely survive...

He Saw

A blessed reading this morning.  I always marvel that the Creator of the universe should care enough about speck-of-dust me that he desires to mold and make me after His image. John 9:1  And as Jesus passed by, he saw a man which was blind from his birth. [caption id="attachment_665"...

The Life of the Flesh is in the Blood

This is Part I of a two-part series and will be a longer post than usual.  It tells an incredible “Only God” story and is accompanied by several heart-stirring photos.  It is a one-year anniversary story of tribute to some dear friends and our gracious God. Date: Thursday, June 12,...

Lessons from the Honey Bee

The bees had already finished their morning work by the time I snapped these cucumber blossoms Early morning garden ambling is always instructive; it’s a time I love in my cherished place.  I have two full, beautiful mounds of summer squash which are now blooming and...

The Love of God

Ah, a grand heart-enlarging lesson from the ever dear book of Ephesians.  In 3:17-19 we read of being rooted and grounded in LOVE - not knowledge. How I long to know that love and be enabled to freely display it in my life.  Love will cover the multitude of sins;...

Verily, I Have My Reward

Titi holding a baby-doll sent to Sierra Leone (along with her own blanket) by our grand daughter to share with our many adopted "grand children" Face aglow with pure joy, five-year-old Yassah is on my lap running her little fingers over the face of the baby...

Just Another Night in Sierra Leone

The hills at dawn Okay – I’ve said it before and undoubtedly will say it again: Stephen misses all the fun.  He’s away for a few days, I’m here alone, and inevitably something out of the ordinary happens.  Like the time four men attempted to challenge...