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The Welcoming Prayer
The Welcoming Prayer

The practice of contemplative prayer has meant a lot to Eva in the past few years. It is a practice of consent to the healing presence and action of God within our hearts. As we pray a welcoming prayer, we are invited to embrace even our most painful emotional...

The First Year
The First Year

You go through so much training and preparation before moving overseas. You enlist your prayer and financial partners, make your plans, say your prayers and goodbyes, and step into the life of your dreams … and it absolutely knocks the wind right out of you....

The Power of Empathy
The Power of Empathy

For we do not have a High Priest who cannot be touched with the feelings of our infirmities, but was in all points tempted as we are, yet without sin. (Hebrews 4:15, 21st Century KJV) In January 2021, we found out we were having twins, taking our family from three to...

No Road Impassable
No Road Impassable

Believe it or not, there is a road somewhere under all that water! During the rainy season in semi-arid North Africa, rivers overflow and dirt roads can become nearly impassable.  As missionaries, sometimes the road ahead also seems impassable. First there are...

A Quiet Place
A Quiet Place

It was hot that day, I remember. And not just because every day in this West African capital city is hot, but hot because the sun was shining with an unequaled intensity, pulsing in waves through the air and saturating every surface. Stepping into the African taxi, I...

Thursday Prayer Focus: A Kitchen Faucet Almost Sent Me Home
Thursday Prayer Focus: A Kitchen Faucet Almost Sent Me Home

The Faucet Problem I felt utterly defeated. I just lay there as water kept pouring out of the new kitchen faucet I was certain I had installed properly.  I grew up with a handy dad. We fixed things ourselves whenever we could. I also worked construction and...

Danicing in the Dust
Danicing in the Dust

Research notebook? Check. Fully charged phone doubling as a recorder? Check. Diapers for the baby? Check. I headed out to the refugee camp to meet some well-known Naas musicians with my 5-month-old baby in tow. As we ducked down to enter the low door of the first...

How a Blue Starfish Taught Me Something
How a Blue Starfish Taught Me Something

One of the perks of serving Bibleless people in Papua New Guinea is that I lived in one of the best snorkel spots in the world. The underwater world God created is magnificent, and I never tired of floating above a coral reef and watching an endless variety of sea...

Taste and See
Taste and See

At a crossroads in the dusty ground, the music reaches our ears. Just past the cozy gathering of houses and huts, yet near enough to be noticed, stands the small cement church in the village, much like a new child at school waiting for an invitation to play with the...

Of Toddlers and Mango Trees
Of Toddlers and Mango Trees

It’s hard being a toddler. You stumble and fall regularly, you are often misunderstood, and things out of your control can incite you to throw little “demonstrations” in order to get your point across.…

In the Desert
In the Desert

A fire and a cloud.Set up like flag poles,Waving in the night,Waving under the sun.Heat in the night,Shade in the day.Lord, guide my way. “If you lack wisdom…”He says.You mean when, not if.My muscles stay stiff.Daily is my norm,Nightly is my trial.Lord, guide me all...

Where Mercy Meets Us
Where Mercy Meets Us

**This post contains heavy subject matter regarding a stillbirth. We got the call at 6:30 a.m. on a Sunday morning. Our close friend Anna was in labor and needed to get to the hospital soon. My husband Kevin got up, dressed quickly, and headed out to the village where...