Psalm 119:2 LB “Happy are all who search for God and always do His will.”
I have come to find that the giving up becomes increasingly poingnant as time goes by because the longer I live, the more I've missed in the lives of those I left behind.
Those things frustrating you, those unfair, unrighteous, unholy, difficult things that anger you - let them go.
The breakthrough God is trying to get us to is one that will have lifelong and even eternal impact, we only must summon the courage and look past our own pain to slay the green-eyed monster.
The price is high, missions is costly in every way. On our most recent podcast I share about the price we have to pay when it comes to being obedient to the call. http://www.podbean.com/media/share/pb-cni94-942e1b
The things we allow ourselves to make time for are what become precious to us.
Apologies for the inactive link in the last post! The link is now working! Today I'm connecting with our podcast, Africa & Beyond, so you can enjoy this amazing message that Jamie has been sharing with our church in Blantyre, Malawi. It may seem life has settled into a pit or a prison - but… Continue reading From The Pit To The Palace
This time of year, we take part in a fast. It's always a very meaningful time where we push back and set our minds on our relationship with the Lord and what He has planned for us in the coming year. It's kind of a reset button that helps us keep our ears and hearts… Continue reading About Those Potato Chips
Then came the call to plant churches. This disturbed my idyllic life on the mission field. I can’t say that the call came in the form of a great vision or prophecy. It came more like something we knew we had to do. At first, it was exciting – the very idea of starting a church from nothing was intriguing. Where would we go? How would we start? Who would come?
It may sound a bit romantic, planting a church where there was none before. It may also sound a bit foolish, what guarantees would there be of a successful church plant? What would we do if no one wanted to join our intrepid band of church planters, i.e., our family?