tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17512740249798269112012-02-02T22:16:21.091-05:00Going "Beyond My Wall" to view others and life through the eyes of ChristSheri Edwardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05113671715969764937noreply@blogger.comBlogger711100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751274024979826911.post-34910687951067741452012-01-17T16:46:00.001-05:002012-01-17T16:46:48.308-05:00

At the beginning of 2012 I began a new daily blog called My God is...  Here is the link:  http://mygodispersonal.blogspot.com/  Join me there and become a follower! On Fridays make sure you have sent me your own "My God is" so I can share them with the other readers!

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Two trees grow side by side at the corner of my back yard.  Every day I go out and hang clothes or walk along the sidewalk to the basement for school and I look up into their branches.  There is a hawk that spends most of his time them, as well as a myriad of other birds that I find interesting to watch. When we moved into this house it was literally the dead of winter and I couldn't tell what

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Stage:  A single step or degree in a process. Just over the hill from where we live there is a "bairro" (neighborhood) called Ferrovia, which literally means railroad. The saying "the wrong side of the tracks" was probably describing this neighborhood.  It stands in great contrast to the surrounding areas, but there is an element of growth towards something better that lies inside the rough

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Genesis 18:14a Is any thing too hard for the LORD? 2 Peter 3:9 The Lord is not slack concerning his promise, as some men count slackness; but is longsuffering to us-ward, not willing that any should perish, but that all should come to repentance. Matthew 17:20 And Jesus said unto them, Because of your unbelief: for verily I say unto you, If ye have faith as a grain of mustard seed, ye shall

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Three weeks ago my youngest was trying to get five more minutes of play squeezed in before I could make it to the classroom and he ended up breaking his collar bone.  Apparently, the skateboard wheel was the perfect size to get stuck in a hole and Sam went hurling through the air landing on his right shoulder and "snap".  It was painful for both of us as we waited for a doctor to see him at the

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I hate cleaning bathrooms.  There I said it.  You now know this deep dark secret about me. As a child I would rather rake the whole yard, clean the garage and pick up limbs before I would take the bathroom chore.  Besides my mom was too picky anyway, making me clean with toothbrushes and toothpicks! Today as the head female in my home I assign the task to one of my four able bodied children

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Here in this part of Brazil if you want to plug in an appliance, you better check the voltage first because it is 220v.  In the US everything is set to run on 120v.  So, transformers are a must.  Do you know what happens when you plug in, oh, let's say a television that is 120v into a 220v outlet?  There is a loud popping sound, smoke and the smell of burnt plastic.  Yes, I know from personal

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When I was in college I had a dorm supervisor that I absolutely loved. She was a short vibrant lady that smiled and had a word of wisdom to share every time she crossed your path.  There were many things she taught me about life, being a child of God and working with people.  I loved her most because she was able to "see" me for who I was and look beyond the tough exterior that I so very often

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It's the last day of July.  As I look back on all that has happened this passed month it really "wows" me. When I last wrote on July 16th, our container had not yet arrived.  Now here I sit, all unpacked and living quite normally in my house. As I waited for our furniture and belongings to arrive, I was reminded by one of the youth leaders from my teenage years that a "watched pot never boils.

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I have to say it has been hard to write the last few weeks.  I think of things to say, but then I mostly get bored and depressed with my own thoughts. Questioning myself, I ask, "What is the point of sharing on my blog if I don't even like what I am writing?"  Therefore, my words and posts have been few. Once a missionary answers the call of God, raises the needed funds and arrives at their

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Last year when I started this blog, I explained the reason for the title, "Beyond My Wall".  For those of you who have joined me later in these postings, let me re-cap. Years ago while we were serving in the Amazon region of Brazil, I was sitting on my front porch in a wire rocking chair.  Our house was surrounded by a rather tall wall and I couldn't see beyond it, but I could hear many

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Hello from South America! I thought that today I would share in pictures a walk through the last couple of days in our lives.  Normally I post pictures in my picture blog, and if you haven't followed it or seen it, here is the link:  http://sherisphotoblog.blogspot.com/  Katie and I do a picture a day project and post something new every day. I will be posting mission pictures there in the

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It's June 23rd.  Today my blog will probably begin to take on a new flavor.  My life is changing. At 8:15pm tonight, Lord willing, my husband, four children and I will lift off the tarmac in Miami and head south towards São Paulo Brazil.  We will catch another flight, Lord willing, from there to the city of Florianopolis.  A man from the hotel is supposed to meet us with a van for our family

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I have taken some time the last few days to let my mind ponder the hand of God and His power.  Being a Christian is something I want to experience every scope and aspect of and not just die labeled as one.  Once my body here on earth closes it's eyes and my lungs press out that last breath, I won't have one more opportunity to enjoy being a Christian living by faith here in this world.  I'll

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This past week I was asked to share my testimony in a church we were visiting.  Afterwards, I got to thinking about how much God and His Word have changed my life. When I was just a teenager and God drew me by the Holy Spirit and convicted me of my lost state, I couldn't find any peace at all until I knelt at the altar one Sunday and confessed that, truly, I was a sinner and needed Him as my

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If I close my eyes right now and just listen, I can hear my children laughing and playing in the front yard, the birds chirping and the fan on my computer.  Every now and then the front door opens and closes and footsteps bounce down the hall amid giggles and shouts of "stop it!" as one bothers another.  I am trying to savor every last moment of living in this little yellow house on the hill in

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One year ago today, I topped the hill on BR282 and saw this city for the first time.  A few days later on a sheep skin, Mark and I prayed seeking God's face if it was where He wanted us. I wonder which one of those buildings or houses we will be moving into next month? :)

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I want to begin this blog post by stating one simple fact:   No one is worthless. In fact, every single living person who is drawing a breath at this very moment is worth the value of Christ, God's Son. Every.  Single.  One. Who are we to ever deny another soul the gift that God has given to the entire world through Salvation?  Whether it be that we do not witness, or whether it be that we shun

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      If you are sitting in darkness right now, I am writing this blog post for you.  If, at this moment, you are questioning circumstances, people, even God, this post is for you.  By the last sentence, my goal is to give you some hope that you can hang on to while you face whatever storm or "numb" time you are facing. "Who is among you that feareth the LORD, that obeyeth the voice of his

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As the days draw nearer to our departure for South America I have been doing my fair share of thinking.  I've prayed earnestly for our housing and vehicle for almost a full year, so I know God has heard me and those things will be taken care of in time and perfectly.  So, it isn't the material side that I have pondered on much, but rather the spiritual. Missionaries come through churches week

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Isaiah 40:31 But they that wait upon the LORD shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint. In the above verse, Isaiah is reminding the children of Israel in Whom their strength lies, on Whom they should depend, in Whom they will continue to go forward.   I have heard this particular Scripture quoted

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Do you ever struggle with feeling inadequate to do anything for God?  I do.  Sometimes I'll go days on end focusing on my weaknesses without ever zooming in on who I am in Christ.  I get sick of the sideways liberal crowd spewing "just come as you are to the Lord" every time I turn around and yet it truly is the only way I can show up in my prayer closet. Just as I am.  Worthless.  The only way

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Psalms 40:1-5 -"I waited patiently for the LORD; and he inclined unto me, and heard my cry. He brought me up also out of an horrible pit, out of the miry clay, and set my feet upon a rock, and established my goings. And he hath put a new song in my mouth, even praise unto our God: many shall see it, and fear, and shall trust in the LORD. Blessed is that man that maketh the LORD his trust, and

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Well, it is set!  We leave on June 23, Lord willing, for Brazil.  I do not remember what I felt like the first time I went to South America as a young 29 year old mom.  I know I was 8 months pregnant with my youngest and had three children under the age of 4.  I am sure I was excited, but I think at that age I was too stupid to know what I was getting into!  Ha!  It is definitely a little

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I am thankful for my husband who has spent hours and hours on the phone for months calling and booking meetings.  It is vital as a missionary seeking support that you work the phones and fill the dates on your calendar.  Support doesn't just drop in your lap, no matter how hard you click your red glittery heels and wish for it!  It takes effort and I am glad I married a man that isn't afraid of

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 "And Elijah said unto Ahab, Get thee up, eat and drink; for there is a sound of abundance of rain."1 Kings 18:41 This past Thursday I walked out my front door with a really heavy heart.  I stood on my front steps, shut my eyes and took a deep, cleansing breath.  As I exhaled I heard a woodpecker call out.  I looked up into the trees, and scanned every branch for a spot of red that would give

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I have to admit, I am addicted to Bath and Body Works.  I can't help myself.  I love picking a new scent every day depending on what my schedule holds, what mood I am in or just out of sheer spontaneity!  Recently, I have been purchasing the aromatherapy blends.  I love the stress relief scent and seem to run out of it quicker than I do the energy or sleep one for some reason! (insert sarcastic

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Every day Mark and I read news from Lages, the city in Southern Brazil we are moving to in June. In recent days there has been a large amount of flooding and destruction which has not been widely reported here in the United States.  There are over 600 people whose homes have been flooded with eighteen different neighborhoods affected in Lages.  The clean up has only just begun. I imagine all

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Matthew 9:20 And, behold, a woman, which was diseased with an issue of blood twelve years, came behind him, and touched the hem of his garment: One of the subjects rustling around in my head lately is that of prayer.  I've read books on prayer, listened to sermons on prayer and have even taught on prayer.  But, I still want to learn more.  Prayer is an intricate part of the life of a Christian

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I have decided to blog more.  Eventually I will take the time to separate this writing blog and our ministry blog, so stay tuned for those coming changes.  Until I find time to sit here at the computer between meetings, school, correspondence and life...I will post here as often as I can to keep you up to date. Yesterday as we got in the car to head to Ohio, our transmission in the Suburban

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This week as my daughter cleaned house, she came up with a new method of "getting the job done".  In the above picture you see her dad's tool belt loaded with cleaning supplies.  Katie figured it was a waste of time having to go from room to room getting first, one cleaner, then another.  She placed them all in the tool belt along with a garbage bag and off to work she went. Katie's ingenuity

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1 Corinthians 5:7-8 Purge out therefore the old leaven, that ye may be a new lump, as ye are unleavened. For even Christ our passover is sacrificed for us: Therefore let us keep the feast, not with old leaven, neither with the leaven of malice and wickedness; but with the unleavened bread of sincerity and truth. In the region of Brazil where our family lived there were folks who would make

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Just a note to let you all know, I have created a photo blog called "Beyond My Wall in Pictures".  Right now my daughter Katie and I are doing a Photo of the Day Project where we take a picture every day that will document this monumental year in our lives. Here is the link to it:   http://sherisphotoblog.blogspot.com/ Once our family arrives in Brazil, I will use that blog to put pictures of

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Luke 12:6-7 Are not five sparrows sold for two farthings, and not one of them is forgotten before God? But even the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Fear not therefore: ye are of more value than many sparrows. Last evening I was in a Bible study where the preacher made mention of how God pays attention to us, close attention, so much so that He knows when we lose a hair.  Now, the

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Above is a picture of a large hill in the city of Lages, Santa Catarina, Brazil. This is where our family is going to live this year, Lord willing. Atop of this hill is a large cross where thousands of people come every year to pray and see the city.  Admittedly, the view is spectacular as one gazes across the buildings, houses and fields below, but what if one could have an eternal view? Luke

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May God richly bless you now and throughout 2011. 

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1 Corinthians 3:23 And ye are Christ's; and Christ is God's. Look at your reflection in the mirror or a window near you.  If you are truly saved, then YOU are Christ's. You are HIS workmanship, HIS creation.  You belong to Him and He belongs to the Eternal, Self Existing, All Powerful, All Knowing Mighty God. That should fill you with a sense of true joy.  What a wonderful thought with which

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John 5:35 He was a burning and a shining light: and ye were willing for a season to rejoice in his light. I am, at present, sitting on the carpet in front of the fireplace at my Dad's.  The Christmas tree is lit, the presents are haphazardly scattered around due to the shaking and feeling hands of my four children.  Coffee brews in the kitchen and the wood is crackling in the fire beside me. 

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Theresa 2 Corinthians 12:9 "And he said unto me, My grace is sufficient for thee: for my strength is made perfect in weakness. Most gladly therefore will I rather glory in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me." It's early, cold and damp outside.  I'm out of birdseed for my feeder so even the birds seem a little sad as they hop down to their normal breakfast spot and realize

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Wherever you are and with whomever you spend Thanksgiving, I hope that each of you have a wonderful time.  Several of you I know are hurting, ill and lonely, I am praying for you.  Some of you are decorating, cooking and having family over, I am praying for you as well.  God is Good and it is really kind of easy to say "Thanks" for all He has done for us, all He has brought us through and for

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Yesterday I listened to my husband preach about the "great love wherewith He (God) loved us". His sermon caused me to ponder in my heart the way that God loves.  I held back sobs as I sat in the pew trying to focus on the rest of the service.  I wished for once I was in the day of Johnathan Edwards so that no one would think it strange if I threw myself at the altar unabashedly and cry out to God

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 "Now therefore thus saith the LORD of hosts; Consider your ways."    Haggai 1:5 When was the last time you sat down and just thought about your life?  I'm not talking about what the schedule today holds, your plans for the Christmas Holidays, or where you are going on vacation next summer. But, when was the last time you took account of what you have done with the hours and minutes you have

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Early this past year Mark and I began seriously praying about going back to Brazil.  We had felt God's stirring in our lives for months, so we bore our souls to Him beside our bed on our knees in prayer.  Every day we would talk it over, pray about it, and wait.  Once God confirmed His will in our hearts, we sat down with our preacher and began making plans.  And that is when something very

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This past evening while participating in a Missions Conference, the song leader had us sing, "His Name is Wonderful".  As I sang the words, I swallowed back tears.  My heart filled with adoration towards such a Saviour that the world has.  Part of the song says, "He’s the Great Shepherd, The Rock of All Ages, Almighty God is He."  Jesus is called by many names in the Word of God because just

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  I believe one of the most often used tools of the devil today, is that of hopelessness. He uses it on the unsaved and the saved alike.  He cuddles up in a dark room with the sinner and asks, "Why should you read that tract?  Why bother going to a service at that church down the road?  A person like you has sinned far too much to ever get a prayer through to God.  You can't get to Heaven, all

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Websters 1828 Dictionary defines Fear as: 1. A painful emotion or passion excited by an expectation of evil, or the apprehension of impending danger.  Fear is accompanied with a desire to avoid or ward off the expected evil. Fear is an uneasiness of mind, upon the thought of future evil likely to befall us. I would say that is pretty accurate.  I remember one time when I was in South Florida

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I wonder what would happen if every Christian in the whole world, gave up their wants, their will, their sour spirits, their pride and all that is contrary to life in Christ....and presented themselves humbly before the Lord, what would today be like?  Would true revival start?  Would millions get saved?  Would homes be mended?  Would we be a louder voice in the world than the devil for once? 

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Mark 4:35-39 "And the same day, when the even was come, he saith unto them, Let us pass over unto the other side. And when they had sent away the multitude, they took him even as he was in the ship. And there were also with him other little ships. And there arose a great storm of wind, and the waves beat into the ship, so that it was now full. And he was in the hinder part of the ship, asleep

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           "Bless the LORD, all his works in all places of his dominion:  bless the LORD, O my soul." Every morning, no matter where I am at, I am in a place of His dominion.  The Lord reigns supremely in the rain, the cold, the heat, the shadows, the brightness, the calm, the storm, it does not matter.  He is in control.  Outside my window there is a cricket singing as the sun colors the day.

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Malachi 3:16 "Then they that feared the LORD spake often one to another: and the LORD hearkened, and heard it, and a book of remembrance was written before him for them that feared the LORD, and that thought upon his name." God.  The Great I AM.  Jehovah.  Jehovah-Jirah.  Elohim.  Oh, What a Name.  He who is His Name and His Name is He.  I sat reading the Book of Malachi this morning and

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Sunday night I listened to four young ladies sing "I Have Decided to Follow Jesus" in the church Mark and I were visiting.  In the pew in front of me sat my husband and son, both God called preachers of the Word.  My mind went back to when I was a pre-teen learning about God.  I had chosen the hymn, "I Have Decided" as my favorite and I used to sing it to myself over and over again when I was

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Recently I read a sermon about Christ on the cross.  I have thought about it over and over again because something the preacher said made me think about it in a way I had never considered.  We all have heard the story of the crucifixion and salvation preached many times.  And, no doubt, we have composed a mental image of what took place on that day as Christ paid for our sins.  At this moment

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Look at this picture.  This is a picture of the Temple that Solomon built.  Don't leave the blog because you think this is going to be a history lesson. :) There is just something here that helped me today and I want to share it with you.  Right in front of the entrance of the Temple you will see two brass pillars. II Chronicles 3:17 "And he reared up the pillars before the temple, one on the

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When I think of the word bundle, I picture myself in grade school, dressing up for Hobo day. I wore tattered clothes, rubbed black stuff on my cheeks and most importantly found the perfect stick from the yard on which I tied my "bundle" of a red handkerchief. I think I put toy cars in it to tell the truth. But a few weeks ago I was reading in I Samuel 25 where Abigail blesses David and says, "

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It seems there isn't a day or even an hour that goes by where one of my friends is not going through something difficult in their lives. I'm sure you will agree with me that tragedy is always lingering somewhere in the shadows of those around us, and sometimes knocking on our own door. The older I get, the more I find it helpful to be prepared for what may come in life. There is never any

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A storm blew through here a little while ago. I sat here on my front porch watching the sky get upset and rage with thunder and lightening. The clouds gathered tumultuously together all gray and foreboding, but those big angry billows produced very little rain. So little, in fact, that there is now a red bird up the tree in front of me, just a singing. The leaves are still and my sidewalk is

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"Then came Peter to him, and said, Lord, how oft shall my brother sin against me, and I forgive him? till seven times? Jesus saith unto him, I say not unto thee, Until seven times: but, Until seventy times seven." Matthew 18:21-22 I have done some thinking lately on the subject of forgiveness. It seems to me that many Christians relish in the acknowledgment of Christ's forgiveness of them when

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Lately I find myself reading more than I ever have in my life. I used to think I didn't have time; what an erroneous thought! We make time for things that are important, do we not? I don't waste time with reading something that is not going to enhance my walk with Christ in some way or another. If the book be about politics, then it should press me to see the dispicable way that America has

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If I could inhale the fumes and smell the putrid odor of hell every second of every day, I would not, could not keep myself from weeping for the lost.  Who am I to hold and clutch so tightly to the Message of the shed blood of Christ and not share it with those who are blindly running towards an eternity of damnation?  Oh to God that I would leave off this world, the grasp of it's follies and

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I sat listening to an old seasoned preacher of God's Word teach me today.  My heart hung on the words he spoke about what should be our main issue in life, The Gospel. This preacher has spread the Good News far and wide for years, and his heart showed through his speech.  I later watched a film about Jim Elliot and Nate Saint and how the lives of five missionaries were the price of the Gospel

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"And walk in love, as Christ also hath loved us, and hath given himself for us an offering and a sacrifice to God for a sweetsmelling savour."  Ephesians 5:2 Someone asked me if I was worn out after driving all night and attending back to back meetings on deputation.  I answered truthfully, "I love it, and I am NOT going to complain!" I replied this way because I have returned to doing what I

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Today was my last full day in Lages.  It is bittersweet.  I miss my children and want to hold them in my arms again, yet, I wish I could just send for them and stay here.  But, as the saying goes, time marches on. Mark and I met several new people today and had really good conversations with each one.  There were so many questions we had and needed answers to, so God graciously directed our

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The past few days have been a whirlwind explosion to my senses.  Not just my physical, but my spiritual and emotional senses as well.  I have always strived to be honest with my feelings in my letters from the field and here on my blog.  Today will be no different.  Above you see two ladies I met yesterday evening at a small pizza restaurant in Cacador.  The lady in red is the owner, her name

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When a sheep wanders away from the fold the Shepherd goes and searches for it until it is found.  He knows the lost little sheep can get itself into trouble, fall and become what is known as "cast".  This happens to sheep when they fall.  They cannot right themselves and can die from the gases that build up in their system if they are not found quickly.  Once the Shepherd locates His sheep, He

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I find it incredible that just over a month ago Mark and I were sitting at the computer searching the whole country of Brazil to see where we could take the Gospel.  We kept coming back to the state of Santa Catarina, but I thought it was just too far south and that God would surely want us back in the Amazon region somewhere...but His ways are NOT our ways!  When Mark called me over to look at

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It is all amazing, all over again.  That is how I would describe my life at this point.  People often ask me, "How did you know God was calling your family to Brazil?"  "How do you know He is calling you back now?"  "Are you scared?"  I never have to think twice for the answer to any of those questions.  Sure, Mark and I have Scripture on which we base our decisions, but along with those verses

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Psalms 18:29 "For by thee I have run through a troop; and by my God have I leaped over a wall." This morning during our family devotions, we talked about the order in which God created the world and how He did it with perfection. He didn't create the animals without first providing them with dry land, grass, water and light.  He didn't breathe life into man without first having provided a way

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Last night I curled up in the front seat of our car and put my head on the arm rest beside me as Mark drove our family home from St. Louis.  He had his head phones on listening to a Brazilian pastor preaching and I could hear the familiar rhythm of  Portuguese being spoken, I smiled.  It is good to be back on deputation.  It is like reacquainting yourself with an old friend that had moved away. 

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Two and a half weeks ago I sat in my preacher's office with my husband as we confirmed our decision to return to Brazil. In that short amount of time we have spoken to over a hundred churches by phone, letter and in person. Many of our previous churches have committed to supporting us once again and we find ourselves already beyond 50% of our needed funds.  This amazes me.  God is good. Today as

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In 21 days Mark and I will, Lord willing, board a plane and head for Southern Brazil.  The picture I have posted is what is currently on my desktop background, it is the city of Lages, Brazil.  I find myself staring at the buildings, the skyline, the houses and cars and praying.  Is this where I will be living with my family in the near future?  Is there someone walking in one of those

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Years ago when I lived in the Amazon, I sat in a wire rocking chair listening to the sounds beyond the long tall wall that surrounded our house.  I listened to a whole world going on; a world I could hear, but not see because of the concrete and brick barrier that separated us.  I heard children on their way to school calling out to each other, I could hear the sounds of their sandals scraping

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