It was 2004, and we rested in the home’s shady courtyard, as grateful to escape the hot sun of Kaffrine, Senegal as we were to worship the God whom we had spent days serving in medical huts. We sat on the ground, sang songs in several languages, and witnessed something incredibly rare among the Wolof people.
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Been through the water
Remembering His faithfulness
One of my favorite heroes growing up was Indiana Jones. With a cool hat, a calm demeanor, and a cockeyed grin, he always showed faith that things would work out in the end. I loved the part in Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade when he took the leap of faith, stepping into what he believed was an abyss only to discover that a way across had been there all along.
It’s a good reminder to Tracy and me as we follow God’s call to serve Him and those around us, now and when we get to Cape Town. It’s important to have faith in His providence for what lies ahead and to strengthen that faith by remembering times He has provided for our needs in the past.
Three reminders came to us last week. Continue reading →
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“Home” again, and back
You don’t realize how much you miss home until you return after a long time away.
It’s hard to believe that I’ve already been back from Africa for two weeks. Continue reading →
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It’s a great, big, small world
Except for college, I have lived my entire life within a 2¼-mile radius.
That’s no exaggeration. My childhood home, my first apartment, and the three houses where Tracy and I have lived all fit within a 2.249-mile radius circle. Medieval peasants were more mobile.
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