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What Will I Do With My “Mean While?”
What will I do with my “mean while?” John 4:31 In the mean while his disciples prayed him, saying, Master, eat. Our little-known English word liminal comes from the Latin word “limen,” meaning threshold. “A liminal space is an uncertain transition between where you’ve been and where you are...
Desolate in Christ
Desolate in Christ Psalm 34:22 The Lord redeemeth the soul of his servants: and none of them that trust in him shall be desolate. The world is becoming ever darker and the clouds of wickedness can sometimes block my view of the Savior. When I hear the word desolate, I...
What is That in Thine Hand?
Just through the trees at the back of the garden, and down in a little low area, you come to my secluded prayer spot. “Oh Lord, I really need You to help me understand all of this. How am I to serve You? What do You...
The Potter
In my late teens and early 20s, I fell in love with the craft of pottery. To me, it was an “all-in” type of art where my whole body was involved in the process. I really liked that. I even had my own potter’s wheel as the mudroom of our...
Gentle Voice
When I began writing this blog, the Lord urged me to share my personal lessons not just general interest missionary stories. I must confess that at times I felt less inclined to write of things so personal, so revealing, so very private. But the writers who have meant the most...
Symphony of Morning Mayhem
Preface: This story is about a dark valley that brought me to the place of renewed focus and purpose. In our village we faced a very difficult trial when for 18 long months we were kept awake as many as five or even six nights a week by an all-night...
Good Wine
Preface: One morning I was sitting on our veranda looking out over the beautiful Kangari Hills, drinking in the very incredibleness of being in Sierra Leone, the unlikeness. Our ages alone would suggest otherwise. After 28 years of marriage, we started our West African adventure when Stephen was 56 and...
Oranges
All thy garments smell of myrrh, and aloes, and cassia, out of the ivory palaces, whereby they have made thee glad. Psalm 45:8 Making purchases in Freetown with the aid of our friend Mary. Date of original journal entry: December 2009 Thick...
