Time Stands Still

Our family has been in the States since August 27, traveling from place to place,  visiting numerous congregations and reporting about our work in Tanzania.  Today we arrived in the community where we lived for six years, previous to our move to Tanzania – rural Iowa.  It has been a very strange experience for us.  It seems like nothing has changed, except us.  We went out to our house, which is still up for sale.  Bad time to sell a home in rural Iowa.  Anyway, we spent a few hours there, cleaning and checking on things.  Even our cats were …

Currently Reading

I am currently reading a book entitled “Do Hard Things.” This is a book written by twin brothers, who were 18 years old at the time they wrote the book. They challenge young people to rethink the teen years. The majority of teens are satisfied with mediocre production, because that’s all that’s been required of them. Some teens have been made to think they are exceptional, because unlike their peers, they do NOT participate in some sinful behaviors. While that it is all well and good, simply the absence of evil does not make one exceptional. These young authors, Alex …

Lessons From Miriam

This past week the ladies of our congregation resumed their Wednesday visitation program. Though we were few in number, we enjoyed a brief time of singing and studying God’s Word, and hopefully encouraging a weak sister. Julia Mwakabanje gave a good lesson on the character of Miriam. She pointed out both the strengths and weaknesses of Miriam. We were reminded of the event in Numbers 12, when Miriam and Aaron launched complaints against Moses. They were not happy with Moses’ choice of a Cushite woman to be his wife, and they used this complaint as a springboard for further criticism …

Some Things Just Hit You…

My 15 y.o. daughter, Lindsey, wrote this note shortly after our campaign work in June. I thought it would be an interesting piece to read:

This year when the campaign was going on in Arusha there was also one going on in Mto wa Mbu (Mosquito River). I helped with that campaign for a few days.

One afternoon after lunch I was standing around outside, when these two Maasai girls come up and start talking to me in Swahili. As I’m talking to them one of them starts stroking and feeling my hair. I turn around, smile and tell …