When we visited Togo in January, we made a quick stop at the market in Kpalimé. It was Sunday, so most stalls were closed. In fact, we were told that only the Muslim vendors were open; apparently, Christian vendors take Sunday off. The market was large and winding with stalls down multiple side streets and crowded all together.
Every Tuesday, we want to give an update about how God is working, how you can be praying for us, and how He is leading us. Sometimes, this may be just a list of different praises and prayer requests… other times, this may be just one story of how we see God’s hand in our lives. Read More
Today I’ve had so many people share that they are praying for us – our E.D. (Ron) and his wife (Ann), my boss at work and his family, my mama… we are thankful for all those who lift us up before the Father. We know that God answers prayers and I can’t wait to see how He answers even these.
We returned home early the morning of the 13th from NMO. It feels
good weird to be home. We feel like we’re in this odd place, where we don’t quite fit here in Alaska anymore, but we also don’t quite fit anywhere else either. “This World is not my Home”, so I guess that’s to be expected! Hebrews 13:14 comes to mind – “For this world is not our permanent home; we are looking forward to a home yet to come.” Read More
My favorite hymn is “Be Thou My Vision” – it played at our wedding, in fact, while we lit our unity candle and read scripture together.
Allen and I have been gathering our questions to ask ABWE, making copies of important documents, filling out surveys, brainstorming possible supporters, and, and, and. In times like this, when we’re fixing to make a huge life change, I must remember to allow God to be my vision. Read More
Allen and I lead a College & Career Bible study at our church. We all committed to reading through the Bible this year. Truth be told, I’m a little behind… but I was reading in Leviticus today and in it, God is giving instructions to how the priests are to behave. He says, “I am God who makes them holy.”
He makes us holy. Not what we do, not our accomplishments or our last names. But God. HE makes us holy.
It has been 43 days since my family heard about Grace Children’s Home (now Isaiah 54 Ministries) in Kara, Togo, West Africa.
43 days since the trajectory of our lives shifted so drastically that it left the ground shaking in its wake.
43 days since the knowledge turned into a passion turned into a calling prayed about turned into a calling pursued.