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Do You Know Where To Go To Find Joy?

Death, Cancer. They have knocked on the door.  They even moved in and resided.  No rent paid.  Demanding; always asking for more.  The heaviness of loss always present.  Always before you.  Reminders in every corner; at every turn.  A history.  Part of you-  Gone.  Yet, deep inside there is a joy.  A joy that can never be taken.  It is seen in the faces of many who have experienced much more heartache than we could ever imagine.  It is in the faces of those that call Haiti their ... View Post

Joy Heard From Haiti

They have flown into a different space.  A culture not like our own.  Les Cayes, Haiti.   The south west section. On the coast. 6 hours from Port Au Prince.  The farmer and his daughter, have left the -3 three temperatures,  chores and school and have joined with other farmers. . . to go.  They have heard the call.  God said,  yes.  The Safe T homes; refuge for many.   Because of your faithfulness in giving and prayer, they are there.  Just over 5 years ago Haiti suffered one of the worst Earthquakes ... View Post

Today. Today They Go

They are leaving their own problems behind.  Breakdowns, financial woes, planting, harvesting and milking.  Leaving it behind for 10 days.  These farmers are stepping away from the land they love, to go.  Many of them needing much help.  Have much to do.  Pressing deadlines.  But in the middle of a cold and snowy winter, they are boarding planes.  From Iowa, from Vermont; they are going.  They have felt the call; the nudge to do more.  To be a people that says, "yes".  They will build in the sod of this earth,  with ... View Post

Getting Ready To Go

In 2 days my farmer and his daughter are leaving.  They are flying with love and prayers to a third world country.  A life long dream for both of them.  Because of your generosity, financially and prayerfully,  these two are going to be the hands and feet of Jesus.  We pack suitcases full of baby cereal and formula.  I pray.  We want this bag to hold these tangible items but more importantly  We want the love of Jesus to be known.  We have known help. We have know grace.  In the face of dire financial times and ... View Post

Those Ancient Words

. The Ancient Words Helping.  Spreading hope.  Our compass.  Guiding and encouraging.  Truth.  And a reminder in a song.  Those words are holy.  Handed down through generations.  Faithful ones, sharing their journey.  Changing us.  Molding us into the children we were created to be.  The sustenance in my life.  Evermore so these past 17 and a half months.  When time stopped. The Ancient Word breathing life.  Word by word.  Though by thought.  Reminder by reminder.  The Captain at the ... View Post

Letting Go Of Fear and Being Hope For Someone This Year

It's here. Another year.  Looming before us.  Choices.  Unknowns.  2014 came and went. And here we are.  Wondering.  What will this year hold? Hope. It is a gift.  One to look for and embrace.  To grab hold of and seek.  It is hope that spurs us on.  Hope that reconciles the rough way.  Right close behind is fear.  Fear of the unknown.  Fear of what is known.  Fear can paralyze us.  Blind us to truth.  To a future.  We are reminded to not fear.  We are given a promise of ... View Post