Stoned in the Jungle

Stoned in the Jungle

I have recently had my eyes opened to an entirely new, and unpleasant, arena of life. It’s like I’ve been able to glimpse into another dimension, where the only occupant is pain. Pain like I didn’t know existed. Think I’m sounding dramatic? Ha, you have no idea! I’m...
Home, Sweaty Home

Home, Sweaty Home

We just arrived back into Iski-land the other day.* Our home-coming was celebrated with the discovery that our office’s charge controller had broken while we were away, so we won’t be having any power in the office until it gets fixed. We were also welcomed in by a...
How Many Missionaries Does It Take?

How Many Missionaries Does It Take?

Our team here among the Iski has been receiving an abundant amount of attention lately, because we have just finished up a fairly exciting season of our ministry: we just presented the Gospel to our village, in their heart language, for the first time. Lots of people...
The Miracle of Life

The Miracle of Life

I’m not normally an overly emotional person. Sure, I’ll share in your basic, standard emotive range: happy, sad, angry, hungry*, etc., but I’ve never really gone for the gushy, waterworks stuff. Crying, especially, isn’t something I’m really into. Getting so worked up...
Ready the Delivery Room!

Ready the Delivery Room!

We’re gearing up for the birth of the Iski church here in our neck of the jungle! In less than a week, we will be presenting the death, burial, and resurrection of Christ to our village at large. It’s a pretty exciting time, I’ll tell you! We and our teammates are...
Too Much Missionary

Too Much Missionary

Our neck of the jungle* routinely reaches around three bazillion degrees. I’d show you a picture of our thermometer to prove it, except that it has long since melted into a puddle and oozed off of our porch. Because of this eternal heatwave, I am usually a sweaty mess...