Thursday, April 12, 2007

He is here.


It's been a while since I have had time to put some thoughts down on this blog, but today is a must remember type of day. If I don't put this in words now, by mid-day tomorrow, and definitely a year from now, it will be forgotten in the busyness of life.

You know how there are statements that just don't seem right when you actually say them out loud? Well today we did the final packing of the house, our furniture was crated away, and everything is in one room in 18 pieces of luggage. We move out tomorrow and move into Jessica's fathers house, in the woods, and then off to orientation in Virginia. So tomorrow we will be storing away the kids' bicycles. So I found the following words coming out of my mouth, "Kids go outside and ride your bikes because it will be the last time you will be able to ride them." It just doesn't seem right that a parent has to say that to their children. There should never be an end to bike riding. That's part of childhood. After the kids rode their hearts out, we went around to 4 houses and said goodbye to all of their friends in the neighborhood. One by one ties were cut. Precious ties that were created while riding bikes together, playing in driveways, jumping on our trampoline, and just plain sitting in the driveway talking about what children talk about. At the end Parker, our oldest at 6 years old, broke down. He is having the hardest time of all of the kids. He is the most aware of what he is giving up. But slowly, tears and sorrow became the beginnings of resentment and bitterness. He said, "Dad, it's hard leaving. This is the last day we will be here. I don't want to leave. This is your fault! You decided to move us and now everyone is so sad. Me, Ally, Jaxson and Avery. This is all your fault." Well, I felt about 2 inches tall at that moment. My heart wanted to say, you're right, this is too hard, why are we doing this and let's just stay. But when things calmed down, we both remembered why we are going and who really decided to move us. Please pray that Satan does not get a foothold and stir up a root of bitterness in Parker's heart.

The tears ended and the kids went to bed. Jessica got home from saying her farewells to her running club friends and we finished packing the rest of the luggage. Around 11:00 pm, after coming in from the garage, I found Jessica in our room crying. I assumed it was from the grief of moving, packing or saying goodbye to her running club friends. But, praise God, she sat me down and showed me about 11 emails that we had received this evening from people all around the country saying that they were praying for us. People we didn't even know. People we had never received anything from before. Not just one, not two, but a whole bunch of emails at JUST THE RIGHT TIME. She was crying because God knew what we needed right when we needed it. Not yesterday or tomorrow, but tonight at our lowest time thus far. As I write this around midnight we just received another one from someone in California.

I tend to think sometimes that God is waiting for us for when we arrive in Virginia or Costa Rica or Peru. But the truth is that He is HERE, and He knows what it is like to leave a wonderful home where things are amazing and just right, to do a task the must be done. He knows. He cares. He is here.

John

Wednesday, April 11, 2007

Missing

We have such a blessed life here in the states and here are some things I will be missing. They are in no particular order and are random thoughts:

St. Cloud Pavement Pounders
Running with Jenn on the lakefront early in the morning
Life Group
Zoey, Heidi K. and Heidi E.
Steph, Amy and Kitty
Helen and Craig Adams
My king sized pillow top mattress with my 500 count sheets
Cool Blue Burrito
Gold's Gym
Free incoming calls on my cell phone
The City pool and swimming lessons
The Library and its fun activities
The lakefront park
Track Shack Races
Dr. John Hartman
Cyberspot (free internet)
My Mom and Dad
Aunt Kim and MeMa
Christmas Breakfast at the Donohoes
Speaking in English :)
Shannon and Steve Rymer
Marathon training with other fellow running addicts
Mom's Group
3degrees - John and Kathryn Evans
Janey Neibor's Wisdom
All of the kindness and help from my friends
St. Cloud
My dad's boat on Lake Toho and the boat party
Awanas
Homeschooling moms
Fellowship in Christ with other believers
My family - oops, did I already say that?

:) Thank God for memories.........

Tuesday, April 10, 2007

Under Attack

3 days left in our house.....Satan hates us.

He hates the plans that God has for us.

He hates God.

He hates to see God glorified.

He most certainly hates to see people give their lives to Christ.

Please pray for us as we are under MAJOR spiritual attack by the evil one who lurks around waiting to devour us. Don't think for a second that the enemy is going to let us leave or pursue Christ's plans for us unscathed.

Just a glimpse:
We returned from Appointment ceremony in January excited about what God did. Our entire family comes down with a nasty, nasty virus, the night of the appointment ceremony (half of John's family had to miss the service and Parker vomitted all over me at dinner), and upon our return home, Ally contracts a weird virus in her hip (toxic synivitus) that sends us to the ER and knocks her off her feet. The stomache virus did not end until it kept us out of church for 2 weeks so that we could not share what the Lord was teaching us.

The week of our yard sale we were trying to pack and prepare everything to be sold. Two of our children had 104 and 105 temperatures throughout the week. Once again, we were out of church for 3 weeks and could not share what the Lord was teaching us.

A week and a half ago we went to a marriage conference. God did some amazing things in our marriage and we came back so thrilled and excited. Since then....

A vomiting 13 month old (is it a virus or an allergic reaction from immunizations?), a 3 year old with second degree burns on his hand (crying all night) from touching the stove, a husband who hasn't slept much in over 3 weeks b/c of massive allergies - day and night, and I'm recovering from knee surgery with a major pinched nerve in my neck that hurts constantly - especially at night. Oh yes, and we are trying to finish packing, crating, moving and raising 4 little ones simultaneously.


Are these coincidences that every time something MAJOR is happening in our lives sickness seems to prevail? No, of course not!!!!!!!

Satan is very deliberate in his plans.

We are still rejoicing. We are still joyful. We still know that God has the victory! We are not complaining, but just very aware of the REALITY of spiritual warfare.

Satan will NEVER have the victory over Christ!!!!!

Please, please, please pray!

Wednesday, March 28, 2007

I'm pulling over because you're getting a....

In our desire to be more consistent with the discipline, we have been pulling the car off to the side of the road to address the problems that might occur when there are 4 little ones tucked in a very small space. You know how hard it is to keep your legs in front of you when they obviously fit much better draped over the passenger next to you, don't you?

Well, today we were all in the car sitting at the auto zone while the kids were joyfully listening to Toby Mac and rapping to Hype Man. I got out of the car and I opened the van door. I made sure that my face was glib and stern.

My eyes pierced each one of theirs and I said, "Okay guys...You are all getting...."

They had that "oh no, we're in big trouble" look on their faces.

"You are all getting KISSES and TICKLES because I love you so much and am so thankful for you."

I plopped my fever blister lips on theirs and tickled them like crazy. They wiggled and giggled and squirmed and squealed and kissed me right back - with fever blister and all.

It is moments like these that make parenting so much fun and certainly unforgettable. I'd much rather get out of the car for a kiss than for the other! In fact, I think I need to be more consistent with my tickles and kisses.

I'm so glad I took a moment to make them squirm.....and smile.

3 year olds have feelings, too!


Monday afternoon proved to be another eventful day in our home. As I mentioned in my previous blog, we are living in a fairly empty home right now in prep for our big move overseas. We have sold, given or thrown away most of our children's toys. They are finding themselves very entertained with sticks and rocks and a few lincoln logs; each kid has a favorite something. Avery's favorite toy is a ball that she can put in an empty container. She toddles around the house all afternoon pulling her ball in and out of the bowl. Ally is quite pleased with a purse that is loaded with stickers, pens and paper. Parker has had quite the time balancing balloons on the end of a stick and playing make-believe with his 7 stuffed animals that he has informed me ARE coming to Costa Rica. They all have names and the names are actually the same each time he tells me about them. And then there is Jaxson......his favorite toy has always been our beloved pirate ship sandbox that we have had since Parker was 1. Jaxson has not known life without this sandbox (we will attach a picture in a few days) and has spent full days outside playing in this box of dirt. It has provided him with countless memories and us with some peaceful moments. If you are highly sensitive to the emotional stress of children, you either need to a., get a box of tissues or b., don't read this because it just might break your heart.

After naptime on Monday afternoon, 2 very nice gentleman came by. John and I sold the sandbox a few weeks ago with the understanding that we would keep it until we leave as it is a favorite around here - especially with Jaxson. Well, somehow there was some miscommunication between us and John gave the go ahead for the sandbox to be picked up 3 weeks early. The good news is that Jaxson was taking a nap while the nice men came to confiscate his sandbox.

As I stood on the back patio watching them remove the sand, pack up the toys and prepare to move the box to the truck, I started to cry. Once again, I'm crying over the memories of that precious box and watching my children grow up in it. I was not crying over the box itself. I was having a hard time watching that piece of their childhood, the last remaining piece we had left, be snatched away. I usually need time to process stuff like this and, unfortunately, it all happened so quickly that I was kind of blind-sided.

So I walked to the front and watched as the last bit was loaded into the truck. All was well as I knew I'd get over my sadness when I all of a sudden I hear whaling coming from the garage. It's not uncommon for Jaxson to wake up crying or screaming so I went over to ask him what was wrong, not even thinking for a second about the sandbox.

"Don't take my sandbox!"

"That's my sandbox. I play in there all the time," he shrilled between sobs.

"Grammy got me that sand for my birthday. You can't take my sandbox!!!"

Now imagine the cutest 3 year old you've ever seen standing there in the middle of the driveway with his blanket in his hands, fresh from a nap, tears streaming down his face, pleading for his sandbox. I scooped him up in my arms and he continued to weep tears of devastation.

In his little mind, this was like death...death of a friend he has had his entire life. Why would God allow this?

His grief was a subtle, or maybe not so subtle, reminder to us that even little tots have hearts and feelings and they experience the greatest of joys and the saddest of heartbreaks - just like we do. He must have felt like I felt the night I couldn't catch my breath over my beloved ball (see my previous blog - My ball).

The next few days he was silent about the loss of his sand box. He didn't mention it again after he recovered from his meltdown.

Tonight we were at church and we saw the sweet gentleman who purchased the pirate ship.

When Jaxson's eyes met his, the first words out of his mouth were, "You took my sandbox and I want it back. Give me back my sandbox!"

My mouth certainly fell to the ground as I thought he had forgotten about his devastation - one never forgets.

In the midst of this three year old's whirlwind of grief and anger, he is well aware that God is doing great things in our hearts and in our lives. We are able, as parents, to cope with these seemingly heartbreaking moments because we know that our Lord has a plan and a hope for our lives, and for the lives we will minister to in Peru, that will blow our minds. These things seem so major momentarily, but we have to let go of this life so that we can fully store up treasure in Heaven. And we know that God created Jaxson and is daily mending his heart, wiping his tears and protecting him with a heavenly love that far exceeds anything we can offer him. We might have given him the sandbox, but God has given him His son and THAT is what will sustain him during this time of transition and for the rest of his precious little life.

Friday, March 23, 2007

Stuff










Packing your house up to move is never fun. It wasn't fun for us, either, last week as we packed up all of our belongings to help prepare for our awaiting adventures overseas. Our situation was a little bit unique in that instead of unpacking in a bigger, better, nicer, upgraded home with a pool....like most Americans do when they move, we simply moved our boxes out one by one to the front driveway and unloaded them in the yard. We were only 20 minutes into decorating our front lawn with all of our belongings when passerbys starting inquiring about all of the good stuff they were seeing. We spent the whole morning unloading and pricing our items, only to sell virtually 90% of all of our earthly possessions in less than 3 days for pennies on the dollar.

During this emotional time, we battled garage sale vultures (people who want everything for a dime - even if it is worth $300), rain, rain and more rain, and children with 104-105 fevers. Oh yeh, and did I mention my tears?

I felt really bad for this one lady who purchased several "sentimental" items from me. Each time she came to pay for what she had chosen to buy, tears would start streaming down my face. It is not the stuff I will miss, but the memories behind the stuff. Letting go of my past to pursue an unfamiliar future is, at certain moments, overwhelming for me. I so badly want to cling to all of the good moments I had with my family and my stuff. When my heart feels burdened with grief at having to "let go" I have to run to the Lord for strength and a reminder that we are doing this because we love Him and we desire to obey Him in all areas of our lives.

John and I have been talking lately about how we now own so little, but how our level of happiness and joy has increased. God is allowing us to "throw of" all that entangles and ensnares us. This is a testimony to us that temporary stuff that can be easily discarded or burned is not what truly make us happy or gives us a so called "quality of life." As long as we have our family, the promises that God has given to us for the amazing plans He has for our lives and our precious Lord, then we know that we have all that we will ever need and it's certainly not stuff that you can purchase ! Jess
















Monday, March 5, 2007

just normal folks like you

With all of the constant preparation for moving our family overseas, we have heard a lot of talk lately about us being "special," "amazing," "brave," "extraordinary!" The list of wonderful adjectives we have been called, at least to our faces, has been super-flattering and enough to make our head's swell. Unfortunately, the sad reality....and this is a secret just between you and me, is that John and I (and I'm especially talking about myself when I write this) are just your normal, everyday, run-of-the mill, dirty, rotten sinners. Yep! You now know the truth. We are just your average folks who daily struggle in thought, deed, and/or actions. We get frustrated with each other, with our kids; we get stressed out; we question God; we are sometimes lazy; we can over eat, overspend, over talk, over analyze, neglect the word of God or even be prayer less. We, in our minds, are extremely under qualified to do the task that is set before us.

Just this past week (BUT NEVER BEFORE :) ), we had major behavior issues with our kids; nope, their not perfect either. We were sitting in church when one of our children came back from the bathroom with urine on their clothes (no biggie if they would've told the truth), then they lie to us about it and continue to have a bad attitude towards us over their bad choice. I'm saying "they" as to keep the anonymity of this precious lil' one. Anyway, all of this is in church! It's so hard to worship when your sitting next to a urine covered, sour-hearted, liar. But it's even harder to worship when I'm the one who needs some deep cleansing from the inside out. This cleansing comes from Christ alone.

I am no more special than any other person who has trusted Christ for the redemption of their sins. But the hope that I DO have comes from what Christ did for me on that cross. This hope enables me to sell everything I own, leave my family, friends, culture, language and life. This hope is my pathway to God as well as my future. I am reminded that when God looks at me, He doesn't see me, He sees Christ. He sees all the Glory of Heaven when His eyes gaze upon me. I recently found out (thanks, Joseph) that this is called imputed righteousness. I will never forget these words. Instead of seeing the truth of my condition, He sees all of the perfection of Christ. How awesome!

I am not able to do what God has called us to do. I am not prepared to do what God has called us to do. I am not equipped to do what God has called us to, but Christ is! We won't be doing any of this without Him. I can rest, because I know that if God can offer forgiveness through Christ, and I can receive it, then He is able to do anything in my life - even the impossible like planting churches in a foreign land where there seems to be no hope.

The truth is that we aren't extraordinary or amazing or special (my parents might not agree) and our kids are far from perfect. But our GOD IS perfect!! He is all of the things that we are not. If there is anything good in me, it is definitely God!

I write this to encourage you to dispel the myth of "perfection" about missionaries or pastors or anyone else in ministry. We are just sinners who have said "yes" to God (thanks John Evans). If there is anything attractive about us or our lives, it is the work of Him who has called us.

If God is calling you to serve him, despite your sin, will you obey? Will you heed is call? After all, the Bible is filled with amazing, extraordinary, special, and "called" heroes that were normal folks just like you and me.

Tuesday, February 27, 2007

What's She Talkin' About?

Our 6 year-old, Parker, came in for dinner all hot and sweaty. As we were sitting down for our meal he was discussing his "ordeal" of the day. It went something like this:

"Katrina (the 7 year-old neighbor girl) was just arguing with me. She just kept fighting with me?"

"What was she arguing with you about, Parker?"

"She just kept arguing with me."

"Were you arguing back?"

"No, of course not."

"What was she arguing about?"

"I dunno...I think she was being tempted by Satan or something?"

"Parker, what was she arguing about?"

"Mom, I have no idea what that girl was talkin' about. She just kept yelling at me. I dunno what in the world she was saying."

John and I snickered as we realized how early this "I dunno what she's talking about" phenomenon starts.

He said he just kept quiet and didn't argue back.


MARRIAGE 101!

Sunday, February 25, 2007

My ball


As I lay in my bed thinking about all that has to get done before we venture off, my mind stumbles upon the ball hanging in our garage; the ball that directs my car into the garage so that I don't drive too far left or too far right; that ball that is the gauge for when I have arrived home perfectly. As I lay in my bed, I start thinking about how much I am going to miss that swinging ball. I think about how one day, in 9 short weeks, I am going to drive off and the last thing I will see before the garage door shuts is that swinging ball going back and forth. And then the next day, there will be a new set of people driving into MY garage using MY ball. This thought sickens me. The pain I am feeling in my heart about leaving that plastic ball hanging from a flimsy string in my filthy garage is very intense. In fact, I am so sad about this reality that I start crying so hard that I can hardly breathe. I find myself lying on the floor as the fountain of tears flow from my eyes. Am I losing my mind that I am on the floor hysterical about this ball? Yes, perhaps I am. Right now I cannot bare the thought of parting from this inanimate object that has been a steady fixture in my life for at least 8 years in 3 separate homes. My heart is wretched. I am so sad. This is the reality of my life. I know I am doing God's will, but for tonight...and just for tonight...I am very sad to be leaving my ball.

Jess

Wednesday, February 21, 2007

He Has Not Forgotten

Last night I was laying in bed thinking about the human settlements South of Lima (south cone). But for the first time since we have chosen the Peru assignment, I understand why God is taking us on mission to that specific people group. Aside from the fact that they are unreached people group. They seemingly have been forgotten. But I heard the Lord clearly speak to me that "I have not forgotten them." My heart broke. My burden is to go there and tell them that they are not forgotten. God knows them by name and is committed to them. "You are not forgotten. There may not be hope for anything better in this present life, except the hope that you have been purchase a place in heaven."

John

Tuesday, February 20, 2007

The Mourning Process Begins

Today I left early to go pick up some boxes. When I got home Jessica said that I had missed some drama. She said that Ally started crying at the breakfast table about how much she was going to miss Grammy. Then Parker started crying about leaving his friends. And then Jessica started crying. This is just the beginning of the mourning period. Some missionaries say that it is like mourning the death of a loved one.

So I ask myself is it worth it. But there is no getting away from the answer of yes. What if we each had to choose one of our children that would be doomed to hell? Which one would it be? Of course, it would be impossible to make that choice. Well, that is the choice we make as Americans when we say no to our calling to reach all peoples, nations, tongues and tribes. We are choosing to seal their fate. We choose not to go, so we choose for them not to hear. And if they don't hear, how will they know?

Some Backstory from June 2006 to Feb 2007

Below are previous journal entries that we had in our personal journal that led up to the point where we are at now. It may give you a clearer picture of our hearts, vision and calling. If you don't have much time, scroll to the bottom and June 10, 2006 is a must read. It answers a lot of questions as to "why go?" Please excuse the typos and fragmented thoughts. These were written in my own journal, never intended for a blog. But I wanted everything in one spot.
So All May Hear - John.

February 19, 2007

We are called to make disciples of all nations. Not to evangelize all nations. If we go into a country or area and see 200 people come to Christ, but make no plans for discipleship afterwards, then we are guilty of being negligent spiritual parents. No less negligent than if we bring a child into the world and just leave it to feed and take care of itself. This is why Jesus used the term “make disciples”. We are coming up on another Andre Kole illusionist emphasis. But how many of the 80-100 people that got saved last year can we locate or say they are growing children in God’s family? I hope we can say at least half. How many are participating, growing members of our congregation? If we lead someone to a saving faith in Jesus, but leave them to there own, that will only lead to their frustration, bitterness and apathy in the future.
JOHN

February 17, 2007
It’s here. Time to start counting the cost of going. But literally the cost of all the things we will be selling for pennies on the dollar. Things that we have labored to purchase. Things that family has given us. Things that are precious to us, but not necessarily in monetary value. This is hard for Jessica and I because we are so cheap. In fact, today Jessica decided not to throw away the salminilla contaminated Peter Pan peanut butter. It wasn’t even like it was a full jar, it was half empty.

Parker has wet the bed three nights in a row. It may be because of the transition that we are going through. He is the one that understands the most, so he is the most affected.

God has given me a vision that we are not to just raise up supporters, but instead mobilize partners that will join us in the harvest once we have gone on ahead of them to plow.

February 10, 2007
Everything familiar is being stripped away from us. Country, culture, customs, language, friend, family, possessions, luxuries, conveniences, home, furniture, etc.

February 9, 2007
My last day of work. God provided an offer on our house. Not just one but two offers. The couple that we signed with are a young couple. Just the type of people we want to sell to. They need our washer and dryer and fridge. Their lease ends at the end of April and we leave at the end of April. How perfect. I prayed God would provide a buyer within a month. He did. Every other home around is for sale. God is so faithful.

We received our package with our Rosetta Stone CD’s. But they also sent “Truth Encounter”. The same book Jessica and I have been wanting to buy about Catholicism. God is so faithful.

February 8, 2007
Are we willing to die for the calling? Jessica has said yes. When our life and possessions are in 18 suitcases, heaven looks goods. Do we believe heaven is a promotion? Not when we get so comfortable with this world and our lifestyle. Do we truly believe there is a heaven?

February 6, 2007
After Jessica says “Satan bring it on,” Jessica gets sick, Allyson has synevitus, Avery falls of the patio bench. The key phrase from now on is “Good missionary training.” For so long we have said that but, now it really applies.

February 5, 2007
How do we decide what to give away, sell or store? The towels for my mom. We gave the Edward's family Jaxson’s monkey towel and he cried so hard. He doesn’t understand. You don’t realize how important things are until you have to get rid of them. The “Dog Story” has begun.


January 27-February 3, 2007 Appointment Week

Sanford and Mary (Missionary Appointees) – Sanford was saved when a missionary from Memphis came to India. He met Mary, who’s family have been Christians for 100 years. Now he goes to spread the Gospel that was presented to him.

Reaksa’s (Missionary Appointee) Mother-in-Law – Jerry Rankin and all of us prayed that his Buddhist mother-in-law would come to Christ. A few years ago, he and his wife we not even allowed to say the name of Jesus around the mother-in-law. After their trustee meeting, one of the trustees came to the hotel room and witnessed to the mother. She gave her life to the Lord.

We found out that we would not have a car in Costa Rica. What do we trust in? The car seat or God? We are called to Peru, and if that is what it takes, then it is God’s best for us. Whoever said our children would be safe? God does not promise safety.

Gordon Fort – That all will hear. We are ushering in the coming of Christ. Christians in India are taught what to say when they are martyred right after they are baptized. “You do not take my life, I lay it down as my Savior Jesus laid down His life for my sins.”

Dinner with Rankins and Meadors. Truly inspiring evening.

Trustee meeting was so encouraging. No questions, just affirmation, wisdom and prayer.

Ceremony rehearsal. 75% of people didn’t know their lines, messed up or just read it off the paper. But at the actual ceremony, no one even stumbled or faltered.

Appointment ceremony. Parker, mom and Dao were sick. What a disaster. The ceremony was amazing. We felt so honored.

Plane ride home. Avery threw up 2 times and had diarrhea. Went through two outfits. She went home in just a diaper. Jessica threw up several times on the plane. John got sick. Next morning, Allyson’s leg would not straighten out. Jessica took her to the emergency room.

Let the Nations Be Glad – John Piper
Doing Missions When Dying is Gain – John Piper

August 6, 2006
Yesterday we realized that Satan totally wants to paralyze us with fear so we will be ineffective in ministering in Lima.

August 4, 2006
St. Thomas Trip was amazing.
Shared the gospel with Patty on the plane. People behind came up to me at baggage claim and told me I did a good job presenting the gospel. But I didn’t. I realize now the importance of making people realize their need for salvation as a result of their sin.
Almost drown
Jessica cliff diving made me realize that she would be ok.

July 26, 2006
So I guess God is not done testing our commitment to go overseas. Monday, Jessica reads the article about the escalating violence against women in Peru and more specifically in Lima. And even more specifically in South Lima. Coincident? OK, there are 193 countries in the world, and this article comes out about the one only country we are going to. And not only the country that we are going to, but more specifically we are going to South Lima, home of the most indigent of poor, and according to the article, home of the highest rate of violence in all of Peru (and apparently the world). Ultimately, we know we are under the protection of the Almighty. As Jessica and I were reminded today from a wise friend, if we are to live holy lives, fully consecrated to God, we cannot pick and choose what areas of our live we choose to be holy in. It is all of our selves or nothing. So also, if we are fully consecrated bond servants of the Most High God, we do not have the choice of where He calls us to be. We go where he leads.

July 24, 2006
Are we truly kingdom minded. I heard the radio dj this morning talk about brain cancer and some current technology. It made me pause to wonder, if I only had 3 months to live, what would I do. Thoughts of travel, food and entertainment came to mind. What comes to your mind? But let’s see if we are truly kingdom minded people. If I only have 3 months to live, then if I believe in heaven, then I will only be 3 months away from paradise. Not death, but paradise. It makes us assess how much we truly believe that heaven exists and is a much better place than this world. Also, if I only have 3 months to live, why spend it on the temporary, like travel, food, entertainment or stuff. In 3 months, it will all pass away. I will not be in heaven regretting that I never made it to Europe, or never got that car I always wanted. If we are truly kingdom minded then our first thoughts should be to sell all of our worldly possessions and tell everyone about Jesus that we can. Friends, family, co-workers, grocery clerks. Out the window goes our fears about what people will think or what friends we will lose. We will be dead in 3 months, who cares what they think. If we are truly kingdom minded, we should want to spend those last days taking as many people to eternity as possible. The most kingdom minded statement that I ever heard was from the movie “End of the Spear”. “They are not ready to go to heaven but we are.” From the same group of men that Jim Elliot was with. He wrote, “He is no fool who gives up what he cannot keep to gain what he cannot lose.”

July 16, 2006
We have had many blessings since we have made our commitment to missions. The trip to St. Thomas, the airfare to St. Thomas, the charter boat tour.


July 14, 2006
Today Jessica told me that a close friend, when he received our support letter, handed a check to his wife and said, “Who should I make this check out to?” She looked at the check and it was the whole amount of our Peru trip need. He thought we were asking him for $2600. But thinking about it, and what he his first thoughts were when he read the check. “They are asking me for $2600… well, if that is what they need, then that is what I will give.” His wife let him know that people typically only give a portion in support, but now THAT is availability. More so than I think I would ever be. They did support us, but allowed room for others to bless us.

July 13, 2006
Many trials have come our way since we decided to take God’s hand and walk down this road. They are all in preparation for what is to come. Here they are:
Purse stolen in Publix after we had both been contemplating going to an unsafe country. God reminded us we are only safe under his protection. It is not our location that makes us safe.
House falling through over and over again. We closed on the house with no updated, signed contract.
Pantry becomes filled with Weavels.
Jessica’s tooth cracks after the dentist finally fixes her tooth. 3 appointments into it and he is at the final stage and he proclaims that they will have to start all over again.
Jessica’s bladder does not empty fully and has chronic infections.
Of all of our supporters for our trip, none of them are close friends with the exception of John E. and Janey N.

July 12, 2006
Jesus doesn’t want to just be in the back seat for the ride, while we drive the car and just call for Him when we need Him. If Jesus can’t drive, He won’t ride.

Jessica and I are too flawed to be missionaries. We don’t fit the mold of what a missionary should be. But that is just wrong thinking and poor theology and a small view of God. God can and will use anyone to further His kingdom and bring Him glory. If everyone needed to be perfect to serve God, then no one would serve. If everyone had to be perfect to be a missionary, then there would be an unreached world. God just wants availability, not perfection. He wants to know you are willing, not well. He will fill the voids, He will cover the imperfections. After all, He knows what He is doing and His will and purpose will be accomplished despite our mistakes. But if no one goes, there is no harvest. God would rather have a one armed man working a hoe in the fields, than no one in the fields. NO ONE ELSE is stepping up the plate. If God would prefer that someone else go, then send them, but in the meantime, we are willing to go and He will equip us to bring Him glory.

God doesn’t want us to be fully transformed before we go. We are never going to be fully transformed until we are in heaven. Maybe instead of being changed before we go, God has purposed that we will be changed when and because we are there.

We don’t know what Paul, David, Peter and Moses were like in their hearts. We know they were available and moldable. We know they weren’t perfect. We even know their past mistakes. But we also know that God, not themselves, but God through the Holy Spirit used them, despite their imperfections. What will be our “Yes” to God.

Sure it is easy to fly under the radar and have no one notice our flaws. It is easy to just plop down in the back pew every Sunday and never say a word. But we will never make a difference until we put ourselves in the fire and are stretched. The kingdom is not expanded because we are quiet and unnoticed.

But Janey Neiboer, in all of her wisdom, reminded us that all this is happening for a reason. God is allowing this to happen for His glory. We just need to find how He can be glorified, through it all. Not how we can be benefited, but how He can be glorified. We need to move beyond seeing things solely for just how it affects us. Instead we need to look how things will bring Him glory. Our lives are about His glory.

As everyday progresses and Jessica faces more struggles, I am certain that this is totally God stretching her. He has lately realized how far she has come in certain situations based on her reaction as opposed to her reactions in the past. God is bringing Jessica to a point where the normal or extraordinary struggles and trials of everyday life here in the states will seem minor when we are on the field. Just like training for a marathon. In the beginning, running 3 miles is tough and painful. But as you train and stretch yourself beyond the norm, 3 miles becomes 4, then 5, 6, 7 then 12 then 24. Then looking back, the 3 miles that seemed so hard is now a no trouble at all.

July 11, 2006
Pursuit of Holiness (Preface): A farmer is dependent on outside forces. The farmer cannot do what God must do and God will not do what the farmer should do.

Jessica has been having the toughest time with the pressures of keeping up with all of the paperwork. The devil is in the details. Then today Jessica went for her second dentist appointment to get her porcelain filling and it while in the chair. No she has to go back for two more appointments and start all over. She has been having the hardest time making doctor’s appointments. But God is allowing this all to happen for a reason.

July 10, 2006
What is our “Yes” to God. Look at Gideon (Judges 6). 185,000 soldiers against 300 of God’s chosen. To man, the plan was foolishness. But the ways of God are foolishness to a lost world. It is even foolishness to those Christians who have the worlds perspective and not the eternal perspective. Example is giving up $80K with 3 kids, but even more foolish is to give up $120 with 4 kids, the comfort and the prestige that goes along. Some may say that was God’s reward for being faithful. But our “territory” does not always equate to expansion of our bank accounts or expansion of our homes or expansion of vehicle pool. Our “territory” and “sphere of influence for the kingdom territory” may just be expanded by a reduction of our bank accounts and a reduction of our house square footage and a downgrade of our mode of transportation. We lose site that our territory is all about His territory. It’s all about expanding His kingdom. It’s all about expanding His glory.

He has a plan that is beyond our comprehension. We are not ready to see the whole picture. We would freak out and run screaming if He showed us the end now. His next step for you may not be the most logical. It may be counterculture. It may be foolishness to even those around you. But if God has clearly called you to it and it lines up with the word of God, then you must follow. If He say sit, sit. If He says stand, stand. If He says sell all of your possession and follow Him. You have a choice. If He says to save your life you must lose it, you have a choice. If He says you must take up you cross, you have a choice.

The harder the choice the greater the victory on the other side. The longer the journey, the sweeter the promised land.

What is your “Yes” to God to expand “His territory”. It may require you to give up your job, your home, your salary, your career, your friends, your boyfriend, your girlfriend, your television, your pornography, your comfort, your sleep, your computer, your hobbies, your insecurities, your worries, your pessimism, your logic.

I believe there are many here that are on the verge on something great in their lives. God is just waiting for them to follow Him down a path that isn’t always comfortable, but it is always where He is. God will not make something great out of something that you can take the credit for. God wants the glory. If you want to see something amazing happen in your life, then we need to get out of the way and give our lives to God and watch Him do what he does best. If we can do it, what’s so miraculous about that. Lost people can do human stuff. But only God and do supernatural things.

But if this sounds like foolishness to you, then you may be one of the lost ones.

July 3, 2006
Patience on waiting for God. James 5:7-9. Adversity. Farming demands patience. You must wait on the seed that is sown to produce the crop is developed. A farmer doesn’t just sit and waits with his hands in his pockets. He prepares the ground and sows the seed. But he must wait on the rain from the Lord. If God sends the rain but the ground is not prepared and seeds sown, then there will be no harvest. Being patient doesn’t mean being passive. In a trial, we need to ask ourselves if we are doing everything we are required to do. We are to strengthen our heart. We must strengthen ourselves spiritually to prepare ourselves for the external trials that are to come. So when the trial hits us, it demolishes us. That’s why Jesus told Mary and Martha that Mary was doing the better thing. Spending time with Jesus to strengthen her heart for the days to come.
Do not complain. Watch what you say when you are going through a trial. God is at the door listening to us. Do we have kids that throw a tantrum when they don’t get what they want. We as adults complain, in hopes that a tantrum will get God to do what we want him to do. If we spent more time praising than complaining, we would get out of our trials faster. The trial is there to test and strengthen a weak spot in our spiritual lives. God may not take you out of the trial, but may join you in the trial. Just as Daniel was not spared from the lions den, but instead God was with him in the den. Where do we look during a trial. Do we look to God and in the word, to find examples of patience and faith, or do we go and try to find the answer in other places. In the trial, praise God, tell more people about God, be a witness to His working. The longer it takes to get through the trial, the greater the harvest. If God were to pluck us out of the trial too early, the fruit would be premature and underdeveloped. If He waits too long, it would be overly ripe. God’s timing is perfect. There is a bumper sticker that says, “When the going gets tough, the tough goes shopping.” That what some Christians do. “Let me get out of here and get my mind off of this.” But God wants us to get on our knees and cry out to Him, “Lord, we are waiting on you. I want the harvest for my soul.

June 28, 2006
I realized that the day we turned down the CM position, we are not our own anymore. We have given everything to Him. Every dollar, minute and motive are His now. Everything from here on out is for His glory. We are not our own. If we receive a dollar in support, it is not ours. If we give away everything we have, it was no longer ours in the first place. He is in control and will provide every last cent that is needed to fulfill His purpose and plan, through us. But large miracles will not happen if we are still holding on to our human resources. He doesn’t get the glory then. We will only see His full power and provision, when we fully take our hands, abilities and resources out of the picture and wait for Him to fulfill His plan. Let’s wait and see for God to do what He does best.

June 27, 2006
Today we received a large check from a close friend that was totally unexpected. And then we were given a week in St. Thomas with airfare paid. We then received a large check from a family at church. We have been receiving support from the most unexpected sources. But that is how God works. We had been expecting the church would be able to financially support us through the mission’s team. However, it turns out that they were out of money when it came time for our trip. He wanted to provide the funds in His own creative way. God provided all of it in 4 days after telling Jessica not to worry that he had his own way of providing it!

I also realized that the day we turned down the job, we were fully God’s property. Nothing we have or live for is our own. Any money we receive is from Him and His, more so than ever.

June 26, 2006
Illustration – The was a witch doctor in a tribe and she would give anything for a mirror she saw the missionary have. She traded for it and then smashed it. She said “Now it will never make ugly faces at me again.” Sometimes that is why we avoid reading the word. We do not want it to be a reflection of our sin.

June 25, 2006
At church last week I realized that I we quicker pick up my whole family and go to Peru and turn down the city manager position, than get up and spend time with God in the morning. Which one takes more obedience and dedication? God said to me that I can go overseas and minister in His name, but if I do not have an intimate walk with Him everyday, then I am worthless to Him. My efforts are in my own power.

June 18, 2006
I realized today that it is easier for me to pick up my whole family and commit our lives to overseas missions, than to get up every morning and spend time with God and get fed by His word. Which one takes more discipline? It’s easy to make a one time decision, but it is another thing to make a choice everyday to train for the race. God was telling me that I can do things like go on a mission trip or serve or preach the gospel, but it is worth nothing to Him if I have no intimate daily walk with Him. I will be doing it out of my own flesh and not out of a holy spirit filled power regenerated by Him everyday and beat on the anvil of His truth and words. This life is not about me, but about bringing God glory.

June 16, 2006
This has been a hard week. The house deal fell through…again. My car won’t start…again. Jessica’s bladder issues are not getting resolved. What more could God make us have to bear. Today, I reached my breaking point. But just at the right time, my car started, the house deal is going to go thru. But this is not the end of God stretching us, but only the beginning. But our problems do not compare to those of the people in Africa, so I remember that I am blessed beyond what I deserve. It is only by His grace that I am protected and not born into that situation in Swaziland.

June 15, 2006
Brain came over tonight to show us the pictures and tell us the stories of his trip to Swaziland. Those kids have no hope of anything in this world. They do not live life, they only try to survive until the next day. But what does the next day bring but the struggle to make through another hungry day of survival. There will be no vacations, weddings, college, career, theme parks, or even great meals. However, Jessica and I realized that the condition of the country stems from not knowing the boundaries that God has set up for us to protect us. Sin. Their parents did not know that God does not want us to have premarital sex or to have just one partner. So AIDS has killed an entire nation and has left no hope for the children. But if Christians would have stepped out and obeyed the Great Commission 30 or 40 years ago before AIDS, then the country would have known God’s standards and boundaries. So entire countries can be saved from ruin but just a handful of people who are willing to “go”.

June 11, 2006
I have to make the decision to give to Tom tomorrow. I wish God would speak. All God wants us to do is trust Him. God doesn’t make us go against our will, He just makes us willing to go. God’s got bigger a bigger plan than what these iddy biddy eyes can see. God wants our faith to grow, not our eyes to grow. God wants to build our faith. God doesn’t want us, if we don’t know Him, to try to fix the mess of our lives and then go to Him. He wants us to bring the mess to Him and He will put it back together for us.


June 10, 2006

Reasons why we should go to Peru or stay and become City Manager

Go to Peru (12)

Going – Spirit
Staying – Flesh

We would never miss the job, but we would miss the ministry.

I can’t believe at 33 years old, I have to make such a huge decision. I’m only a kid. I don’t want to make this decision for my family.

The amount of lives that will be changed here will never compare to the numbers overseas. We want to be where we will see most lives changed.

We were built to be overseas.

City Manager is just a job. No one outside the city knows the importance.

We would never be content just being a church member. We have too many ideas of how we would do it differently.

It is an adventure.

There are plenty of people who can stay here and minister, but only a few go.

We do not want to sell out to the flesh.

God calls us to go and make disciples.

God makes the decision, with all logic and pros/cons or common sense aside.




Be Assistant City Manager (25)

Seminary when 3 years is up.

Going for fear of man and fear of failure

We would be poor in Peru. Is that fair to kids.

No existing ministry.

Kids too young.

We can make a difference here.

We should want nothing else but to go, as soon as possible, nothing should stop us or even tempt us. Maybe we are not ready.

A true missionary is someone who has gotten to the point with God that they just can’t stay here another second. They have to go, not just want to go.

We can always take the job and see if it’s God’s will. If we hate it, then the mission process is always waiting for us.

There is a sphere of influence. We can make a huge difference here.

Family and friends. Leaving our parents.

The city needs godly leadership for revival. Example comes from the top down.

God is not a God of confusion. He would not put an opportunity to confuse me.

After giving up the engineering job/money to put the family first, maybe this is God’s blessing.

Whether here or there, I am in a mission field. My position would be a mission field.

My thinking needs to change if I think my job is not a mission field. Everyone who does not know Jesus is the walking dead. I need to walk every step like I was on the mission field.

The money, security.

We have 4 children that are 5 and under.

Will the kids learn the language. How will we teach them English? Will this affect their college career.

How will I do seminary when I get back. How will I pay for it.

We won’t have any support or help overseas.

There better be a heaven after this life. If this life is all that there is, then I am passing up a lot of money and pleasure in life.

No air conditioning.

We only get paid as much as a couple with no kids.

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