I used to think that I had to sell my house, put my children in boarding school, and walk around in homeless poverty, to impact the nations. I had a heart for missions. But, with a baby tied around my hip, a toddler, or a school age kid begging for attention….I didn’t see how to implement the […]
What would you ask a pastor in inland China? Well, we had the chance. Three plane flights in. Taxi ride winding around. Obstacles of people. Crunched in seat. Feeling every windy, sharp turn. Smelling fumes rising…..like the breakfast in my stomach…..from that morning. Wondering…Are we ever going to get to that church? The one we felt […]
Ever since I sat still. Quiet. For one full minute. With that twenty-year-old Saint. In middle school. I heard the call…. “Missions.” And I used to think. Know. I would pack my bags and live overseas, in answer to that call. But I didn’t. And missionaries were a common sight. In our old church. Growing up […]
Homeless one. I see you. Why do you wander like I used to? Greed and idolaters. Why do you seek earthly treasures…that as you chase them…they elude you? Addiction. Why do you find her? What shame has made sin have such power? Innocence. Why have you robbed her? Left empty, useless, fleeting power. Dwindling strength……Where is your […]
We enter our friends 5200 square foot house. Take off our shoes. And spy him on a stool. Unassuming. Not standing front and center. Or loudly declaring his convictions. Just silent. On a stool. Yet, instantly, he stands out. Dark skin. Nose bent. This ex-Muslim, in our midst. And, we all stand back. Waiting for words […]
I walk down white hallways, the ones so familiar now. These…..the exiting ones. Clinging to a thread….from eternity. They dangle on breaths. Finding life in respirators, and pills, and televisions that spill out glimpses of the world they once knew. These sterile walls….their home. A refuge….their middle earth…..between here and Heaven’s Song…. And I taste it […]