Within the first few days of arriving in Papua, I witnessed an act of kindness that would be the first of many experienced here.
After eating dinner with an MAF family, they took us out to get some dessert. We stopped at their favorite little smoothie shack to order some cold mango drinks. While we waited […]
I first met Ibu Lina the day she showed up at our house for an interview to be our house helper. An extremely meek, sweet-faced woman, she mentioned nothing about the fact that she had a serious, debilitating illness. I hired her that same day.
Not long after that, she began calling in sick for days […]
Nelson, one of our workers at the hangar, had his motorcycle stolen while at church last week. When asked if he was upset, he said, “No, God allowed it to happen and He will resolve the situation.”
Here in Mozambique, the most common brand of “moto” is a Lifo. Nelson’s bike was a […]
I’m at the computer, reminiscing and looking through old digital photos. I marvel at the sweet faces of my kids a few years ago—chubbier, messier, softer. I notice my own face—fewer wrinkles, hair that isn’t sprouting a well-worn gray at the temples. And then it pops up: our very first prayer card photo. Our little […]
Life is full of interruptions, isn’t it? Rarely a day goes by that my day hasn’t been interrupted in some way, whether big or small. (I have children!)
But interruptions aren’t always bad. Some are fun— like when my friend calls and invites me to get a massage right now. Um…yes, please!
Some are expected—like when […]
There it was in bright red letters across my forehead…FAILURE. It was written in the same bright red ink that the teachers use each day to correct my attempts at writing in my new language.
Of course, no one else could see the letters written there, but I felt the weight of them on me each […]