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From the Brow of Heaven
From the Brow of Heaven And fire is gone out of a rod of her branches, which hath devoured her fruit, so that she hath no strong rod to be a sceptre to rule. This is a lamentation, and shall be for a lamentation. Ezekiel 19:14 Ah, God’s broken...
The Triplets’ Story Part III — There Is A Reason
The Triplets’ Story Part III — There Is A Reason Date of original journal entry: Monday March 6, 2016 “The grave . . . saith not, it is enough.” (Proverbs 30:16) ~~~~~~~~~~ Alfred came up to the house quite early this morning to ask us to go visit with...
The Triplets’ Story Part II — The Burial
The Triplets’ Story Part II — The Burial Post Prologue: Whilst reading through my journal entries, I realized that, to do a proper job with this story, I really need to make it a three-part series. I had initially only planned for two. This segment will introduce you to some...
The Triplets’ Story Part I
The Triplets’ Story Part I Date of original journal entry — Wednesday February 22, 2016 And Jesus answered and said, Verily I say unto you, There is no man that hath left house, or brethren, or sisters, or father, or mother, or wife, or children, or lands, for my sake,...
The Cost of Forgiveness Part II
The Cost of Forgiveness Part II Prologue: You may recall from Part I of this story (which you may read here), there was an intense political battle taking place at the time when Chief Flee was initially witnessed to by the evangelism team. Valunia Chiefdom’s paramount chief had recently died...
The Cost of Forgiveness
The Cost of Forgiveness Prologue: Mongeri is a larger town just 10 rough miles to our south which we must pass through every time we go anywhere, yet somehow it had remained completely neglected in terms of evangelism. On Friday, November 4, 2016 that changed when the evangelism team made...
She That Tarried At Home
Psalm 68:12 The kings of the armies did flee apace: and she that tarried at home divided the spoil. The trail's end: Coming into Foya, the main village of the circuit. Stephen has just pulled out for a return trip to evangelize in the remote villages...
Two Roads
Two Roads: Part I If you have men who will only come if they know there is a good road, I don’t want them. I want men who will come if there is no road at all. Adventuring on a road less traveled! ~ David Livingstone...
A Bride Adorned
. . . as the bridegroom rejoiceth over the bride, so shall thy God rejoice over thee. (Isaiah 62:5) July 16, 2021 — The sight of his shoes in the late afternoon sun, sitting next to mine by the door, abruptly caught my attention. A smile played at the corners...
The Ants Go Marching . . .
Sometimes my life in West Africa resembles scenes from a low-budget science fiction film. You know the type I mean — where the special effects are so poorly done that they engender bourgeoning laughter rather than fright. But the old adage that “truth is stranger than fiction” is an accurate...