Little Bible, Big God

When traveling abroad, you always want to pack light. For me, that meant having to decide between my study bible or pocket bible. No problem right? Oh boy, little did I know how different it would be using that little bible. We are very spoiled in America. Endless resources are at our fingertips. We can even find things by talking to a phone. We are consumed by the words of another. They can come from commentaries, preachers, bible studies, etc. How often do we let the words of another substitute what God could be telling us when we read His Word ? This is something I have definitely been...

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Universally Contagious

I knew there would be a language barrier when I came to another country. I knew that at times it would be hard to communicate.I knew that I wouldn’t always be able to understand. I just didn’t know it would be this hard. Tuesday morning my ministry team attended a medical camp. A medical camp consists of doctors and nurses going to a venue at an outside village where they give free medical attention, diagnosis and medicine, all sponsored by the local hospital that partners with Bibles For the World. My ministry team traveled with the medical team where one of us helped with...

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Universally Contagious

I knew there would be a language barrier when I came to another country. I knew that at times it would be hard to communicate.I knew that I wouldn’t always be able to understand. I just didn’t know it would be this hard. Tuesday morning my ministry team attended a medical camp. A medical camp consists of doctors and nurses going to a venue at an outside village where they give free medical attention, diagnosis and medicine, all sponsored by the local hospital that partners with Bibles For the World. My ministry team traveled with the medical team where one of us helped with...

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Questions Without Answers

I made a list this week.   It’s entitled, “Things I’d Like To Know But Probably Won’t, Ever.”   It includes many deep musings, ponderings, and questions. A few examples:   Why does the edge of my phone screen refuse to work?   Why am I not good at art?   Why do some people get healed and others don’t?   Why do people break up with other people for no good reason, even through the relationship is perfectly fine and you’ve been dating for a year and a half and you talk about marriage all the freaking time like it’s...

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Getting Clean Isn’t Easy

One of the first things they introduce you to at training camp is bucket showers.  So what is a bucket shower?  Basically, you take a 5 gallon bucket fill it with cold water, and use a scoop or measuring cup to pour small amounts of water over your body.  At training camp, the showers were in a small building with six curtained stalls and slatted wooden floors.  Here in India, the showers resemble American showers with the main difference being the bucket on the floor in the middle and the spigot sticking out of the wall. Bucket showers remind me a lot of the work God...

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Hmar by choice, not by birth

I have been renamed. No. I actually have. In Hmar. We are living amongst the Hmar tribe in India. I have made some lifelong friends out of our contacts here. These are the people providing meals and transportation for us and AUTHENTIC INDIAN CHAI TEA EVERY MORNING (praise God from whom all blessings flow). Because there’s absolutely no other way to put it, these are the most selfless people I’ve ever met. Apart from being with us 24/7, they invite us into their homes, they go with us to the market, and they tell us stories of what life is like in India as we venture to live the...

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