Walking Humbly With Our God, part I

Over the past few years, I’ve been meditating on something a little different. I've been realizing how many wrong assumptions I make about God. 

As human beings, we have to make assumptions based on facts in order to function. The sun has come up every day at around the same time for years and years. This is a fact. There are many scientific causes, but I don't need to know or understand them in order to recognize the facts as laid out by history. If we didn't assume that the sun would come up…

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Master or Student?

In the missionary life, it’s easy to get lazy. We’re used to struggling with everything— figuring out whether we’re buying fish or laundry detergent at the grocery store; dedicating significant thought to even the smallest events, because we don’t want to accidentally destroy fledgling relationships; running away from the telephone because it’s so scary to get calls from someone who’s talking a-mile-a-minute while we’re still trying to figure out whether they said their name at the start. 

Some…

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Echoes of Gratitude

“When you don’t have enough, be thankful for what you do have.”

My mother’s words continue to echo in my heart to this day, many years later. As missionaries, Peter and I have discovered that they can be applied to our lives in many ways, not just in the sphere of money. 

When I don’t have “enough” health, but am grateful for what I do have:

  • God opens my eyes to see how I can use my bad health to encourage other people with bad health. When I injured my back, He gave me a ministry to…
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The Spiritual Lessons in Poop

Little boys everywhere will love me for this post. 

Those of us who are adults might shy away from it, but one of the reasons Jesus says, “You must become like children to enter the kingdom of heaven” [1] is that kids don’t shy away from difficult or gross topics the way adults do. 

So let me tell you about my recent thoughts on this topic, and how I came to the realization that we can learn a lot from our poopy, gross selves.

It all started just after I’d gone to the bathroom. You guessed…

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A Challenging Question...

This story, as I know it, starts about 15 years ago, when I met Claudia Morgan at my new church’s college and career group. It was the same group in which I also met my future husband, Peter. At that time, Claudia was studying to become a florist. She was extremely talented, and I thoroughly enjoyed getting to know her. In many ways, we were opposites. I was high energy and impulsive; she always seemed so calm. But the love that sparkled from her eyes was real, and her deep, melodic laugh…

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