Pebbles. That is what I feel like in light of some of these GIANTS of missions work. One speaker this week shared about their life in the Middle East. After sharing just a smidgen about faith with someone involved with a terro*ist cell - he was told that they would kill him if he tried to change them. Not long after that - they received a call to not go home b/c the terro*ist group was there. They had to leave everything and start over. They have children. I can NOT even imagine. However, they fell CALLED to be there.
And we have worried about the "huge leap of faith" to move to Spain... Even though learning a new language, adapting to a new culture, working to create and develop a media witness in the world, and leaving what we know and love seems so HUGE at times.... it is nothing compared to those willing to give their lives in sensitive countries to reach the lost. I'm not even a pebble. I'm just the dirt under the pebble.
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Missions School
It has been so hard for me to get back into a habit of blogging. Transition. It seems that our lives are in a constant state of transition...ongoing...for the last 2 years....and for the year to come!
We have been at Missionary Training (traditionally called School of Missions) here in Springfield, MO, for the past 2.5 weeks. Some of it has been challenging. Some....not so much. (mostly the classes on paperwork and how to do paperwork) :)
The MK (missionary kids) program that the AG has is phenomenal. Our girls have been in classes every time we are in class - and they have LOVED it. They are learning about being an 'MK'. Surviving chaos (games and discussion), eating ministry (eating whatever you are given and saying thank you), and songs/chants that just touch your heart. The girls were chanting from the back seat last night as we went to dinner....
"We're rough, we're tough, we got the stuff, we're young, we're bold, we're completely sold, I am telling the story that must be told, the task is great, the workers are few, I'M GOING OVER, HOW ABOUT YOU?!!"
GOODNESS. LUMP IN YOUR THROAT!
We have been at Missionary Training (traditionally called School of Missions) here in Springfield, MO, for the past 2.5 weeks. Some of it has been challenging. Some....not so much. (mostly the classes on paperwork and how to do paperwork) :)
The MK (missionary kids) program that the AG has is phenomenal. Our girls have been in classes every time we are in class - and they have LOVED it. They are learning about being an 'MK'. Surviving chaos (games and discussion), eating ministry (eating whatever you are given and saying thank you), and songs/chants that just touch your heart. The girls were chanting from the back seat last night as we went to dinner....
"We're rough, we're tough, we got the stuff, we're young, we're bold, we're completely sold, I am telling the story that must be told, the task is great, the workers are few, I'M GOING OVER, HOW ABOUT YOU?!!"
GOODNESS. LUMP IN YOUR THROAT!
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