Showing posts from August, 2007

Just A Tiny Little Cloud

LHS was above average for a small town high school in California. Now, 30 years later, I know I got a great education. I must say though at the time, I wasn't sure how learning to type or sew that ridiculous little dress was going to help me in my chosen profession! Thankfully, someone smarter then me was making the decisions in those days! The typing thing now is a no-brainer but who knew I would spend most of my life on a continent where I was a head taller and one shoe size longer than the entire poputation. There is some comfort in knowing that should the need arise, I could make that dress-and it's even retro cool now!

In those days, progressive educators believed monthly cultural assemblies were going to expand our tiny minds and give us a bigger worldview- Right! We had a lady who wrangled snakes, a guy who sang To Dream The Impossible Dream like he was Andrea Bocelli, and a mildly inebriated gentleman who attempted to hypnotize the entire student body-somewhat sucessful…

He Still Answers-Why Aren't We Asking?

I’m a 70's kid… Earth, Wind, and Fire, Nixon, Dittos, and …of course the Vietnam War. What was happening there was everywhere then- in the news, in the hushed voices of my parents and even in the cafeteria at school. During my high school years the town next to ours became know as the city to have given more sons per capita to the cause than any other. (Quite amazing for a tiny little town without even a single MacDonald’s.) Vietnam was far away and frightening. People I knew were going there and not coming back and it had been going on for most of my life. And then it was over. There were too many loose ends. This unfinished story became a scary place in my past, in my thoughts.

In early 2006, Nancy C thought it would be great to take some of our ladies on a retreat to Vietnam--Hanoi no less! I thought so too. Vietnam was promoting tourism at a bargain basement price. We could just take a regular commercial tour and do our own ministry along the way. Living in Singapore, it’s only…

Call Back!

I need encouragement! It thrills my soul when I read that those I admire had struggles, found and sacrificed victory, and were humble enough to say so! I am pulled forward by those who have called back--the Lord Jesus being the primary example!

Rosalind Goforth said it all for me in the forward of her book, Climbing: Memories of a Missionary's Wife. I share it here with you... Call Back!

If you have
gone a little way ahead of me,
call back--
'Twill cheer my heart and help
my feet along the
stony track;
And if, perchance, Faith's light is dim,
because the oi is low,
Your call will guide my lagging
course as wearily
I go.

Call back, and tell me that
He went with you
into the storm;
Call back, and say He kept you
when the forest's
roots were torn;
that when the heavens thundered
and the earthquake shook the hill,
He bore you up and held you
where the very air
was still.

O friend, call back and tell me,
for I cannot see your face;
They say it glows with triumph,
and your feet bound in the r…

I Am So Thankful They Wrote It All Down

Rosalind Goforth, Marie Monsen, Ruth Paxson, Isobel Kuhn and so many others . . . the books, the letters, the lectures, the essays. I am so thankful they wrote it all down!

My life, and perhaps yours too, has been influenced by recorded events of His-story played out in the lives of His servants! These women had lots in common --they knew both success and failure, victory and defeat in their lives and ministries. But, I think one of the most important things they had in common was that they were confident to the depths of their being that they could touch the heart of Almighty God on their knees! They knew the secret that God answersprayer! And, in faith--they prayed!

Sometimes in our "highly administered" world I think we actually forget or maybe even stop believing in our ability to touch the heart of the one who actually controls the avatars in the X-Box of life! We schedule, organize, assign, recruit and strategize ourselves into some sort of visible success. We all know …