Pray for missionaries as they learn the language, so they can understand labels.
I do not remember if the lab workers spoke Russian or Mongolian. Our Jonny was dying and we needed to know which organism to treat. The end of the story in the book reads: I never learned to say: poop in zip-lock bag.
To visit our children while in school in Nairobi, Kenya from Kigoma, Tanzania, it was three days on the road or three hours in the air each way. Six days of driving to see a basketball game or a school play, but well worth it. Pray for missionaries’ children schooling away from parents.
Check out The Drabble for a poem, Old to Joy, 01/17/18. Sign language is not universal; I know.
Easier said than done. Church doesn’t need to look like our church to be church.
Happy New Year from a Baptist Who Speaks in Tongues or Doesn’t.
Baptists, please give to the Lottie Moon Mission Offering. At Gentilly Baptist Church in New Orleans, after a little magic, I made the announcement just like in box #3. Pastor Dan corrected me saying, “missions not magicians.”
A scene from Mongolia. Pray for missionaries who live on the edge of civilization. Merry Christmas to all.
My mother, now 95 years old, escaped from East Germany to West Germany in 1946, then to the U.S.A. Refugees are people.