You Have to Believe it to See it

You’ve heard people say,– I’ll believe it when I see it? Try believing before you see. Try seeing it in your spirit. And then watch Him unfold the journey.

When in Costa Rica, I almost forgot that a blue this color existed. But the skies are that blue at home. #nofilter. And at night, the stars shine bright. It’s especially beautiful on a cold night. Head thrown back, thanking my Father for such wonderful gifts like this!

Every night while home, when I took my Gracie Mae out, I would look up at the night sky and draw in a deep breath of cold air and proclaim aloud my gratitude for the heavenly display of night-lights. I love it. If you have never had a length of time when you couldn’t see the stars– or a cloudless blue sky this spectacular– like only Northwest Florida (at my moms house) can produce, then maybe you don’t quite understand my immense joy. Even though I couldn’t SEE the stars in Costa Rica, I knew. I believed. They were still hanging around up there. Waiting to be seen!

I love coming home. Although we didn’t stay at mother’s this visit– (the things we both had to do were concentrated in Marianna), I still enjoyed my few short visits back home. It’s was really odd- the LORD really helped me deal with the emotions of each place I called home. The people– that’s another thing. It hurt to leave them again.

Our daughters and their boys are the delight and light of our hearts– but we have an urgent compelling to follow what God has laid on our hearts. It’s a compelling that we just can’t turn off.

The other night I heard something- it was actually in the wee hours of the morning– I lay there very still and the Holy Spirit whispered again. I got up to go to the bathroom with intentions of writing it down (typing it on my notepad) when I got back to bed. But just that fast– that word was gone. Stolen from my mind with all the busy things that kept rolling through night after night while we’ve been home.

As I lay in the bed, very still and quite, I asked the LORD, “please give it to me one more time.”

He did.

“You cannot unhear a call from God.”

Just like you can’t unsee something you wished you hadn’t seen- or unsay something you said and instantly regretted, you cannot unhear once the voice of God has called your name.

Oh how I love Him. I am so thankful that when He looked for someone to “go”, we both said “yes”. How in the world did it all happen?? Only by God’s grace and HIS divine guidance. All the pieces of this journey will hopefully one day find its way to a book– that’s what my friend Betty and I had hoped to get to work on– but it didn’t happen– too many things going on. We’ve planned it and talked it for several years now though. And God has kept piling on the Words and the journey is sweeter with every passing day.

A lot of things look different than what I first supposed. But I have followed Him long enough and lived for Him long enough to know that He is very purposed about every detail of our lives and this journey.

After being in language school with over 30 other students– from other districts, we do know that our district is the best. (Grinning– because our district is family) The West Florida District Presbytery Board gathered around us this afternoon before we left and prayed for us– and we have such admiration for what they each do. They are amazing. And one of them is our oldest daughters Pastor. And I had the opportunity to thank him for all the prayers he has prayed over our girl and her boys. God has been faithful!!

If you’re dreaming a BIG GOD SIZED dream– keep believing. If it won’t turn off in your heart and mind no matter what- keep praying. If every sermon you hear, every song and every Word keeps you coming back to circle your dream again– trust that In HIS timing, it will all line up.

No, it may not look like you imagined. You may be older, gray haired, a little weaker in body, but stronger in spirit, … believe to SEE the impossible. Believe to LIVE the improbable. And believe to be used by the Master Himself when the time is right. That’s what we are here for. Bring HIM glory, through telling His story which is our story and HIS story in us. That may have sounded like a jumble of confusion there– but it’s late. Jeff’s driving and I’m blogging on my phone.

When you look up at the blue sky– think of us. Pray for me that I will keep my eyes open to what HE wants to show me next. And when you look up at the night sky and see stars, count yourself blessed. There were many nights I teared up wanting to see them. I’ve never been on a mission trip to Bolivia and saw the stars. I only saw about 5 stars (and only saw the moon about 5 times!) while in Costa Rica. It saddened my heart a great deal because I love looking at the sky.

Well. It’s late. For us anyway. We may stop and sleep soon and get an early start in the morning. We love y’all. Every single one. Keep praying. Keep believing. Keep giving Him Praise and Glory!

Believing…. and seeing. They go hand in hand.

Believing BIG-

Angie

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Reading the Signs-Being a Sign

You shall find the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes, lying in a manger…. (Luke 2:12)

If you know me well at all, you know I read road signs. I read bumper stickers. I read car tags. I read billboards. I read almost everything…

Sometimes, in reading signs, I have felt a nudge—sometimes, a billboard sign puts a period onto my morning devotion.

Like the morning a few years ago when I first noticed the United States Marines sign on I-10.

“Devoted to a Life of Honor”…..

then on down the road,

“Devoted to a Life of Courage”…. and

“Devoted to a Life of Service”.

Those were signs not only for me—but for all.

Not that we are called to a life in the U.S. Marine Corp, although that is an incredible privilege for those who are called and chosen for that life’s walk…but those signs were signs for us. For Christians everywhere to remember exactly what we are called to do and be.

Devoted.

Honorable.

Courageous.

Servants.

On this Christmas Day, let us remember that HE, as King of Kings, made a decision to be devoted to us….insomuch that HE chose…HE DELIBERATELY CHOSE, to become ONE OF US.

A servant to all.

All who would RECEIVE HIM.

When you receive HIM, fully and without any reservations or hesitations…will find yourself changing daily—your walk will become one of honor, courage, servitude, and full devotion.

Your outward manner will reflect what is inside your heart.

My prayer for you today is that you will find yourself searching for HIM in all the dailyness of living.

I am so thankful for having been a part of your life in 2017. I hope to continue to share and show Christ via life lived daily and through whatever means God puts available to us. It may be typed out words on this keyboard in 2018, or words shared in StreetTalk Magazine, or messages shared behind a pulpit or–more importantly, across a table from someone, maybe you.

Make it a determination in your heart to help encourage someone every day in this coming year. Make it a plan to live out the life of Christ wherever you are– first at home, then your neighborhoods and workplaces and surrounding communities.

When you and I live the life of Christ– WE are BEING a SIGN unto them! We are showing people that God loves them and has them in HIS eyesight! They are not forgotten!

Then go reach the world! That’s when we can make the most impact! Make a difference in 2018! Be a sign–unto them.

Second publishing (edited) © Angie Knight 2017. (First published © Angie Knight 2012. The Knightly News). All rights reserved.


Merry Christmas to YOU!

Jeff and I want to wish every single one of you a very blessed Christmas and a new year full of the presence of God. To me, the Presence of God is the best present.

We wish that we could personally see each of you and hug your necks– but time won’t permit — however, we do pray for you, all of our partners who share in this ministry with us through either – being a prayer partner or financial supporter. We are grateful! This next journey will require just as much of both! It’s the long awaited for part of this journey.

I have discovered that I can use the WordPress APP and when I can’t get to my computer– and still share with you without having to use Facebook as much!! So, be sure and sign up on the sidebar here if you aren’t already a follower– (I have a strong like/dislike relationship with FB–which leans more on the dislike)

Tomorrow we graduate!!! We are very excited about what God has next and are very GLAD to have you join us!!

Saturday we head home- so thrilled to see our babies!!!!! We love you guys!! Keep praying!! It’s your prayers and faithfulness that have brought us this far!! TO GOD BE ALL THE GLORY– forever and ever! Amen!

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(C) Angie Knight 2017 Costa Rica


Going Home…wait, where’s Home?

Yesterday, as one of the precious little missionary girls (almost 1 year old) was being carried by her daddy from the kindercare (below our apartment), I ran out to get a little hug from her and check on her baby sister.  When I asked her dad if they were going “home” for Christmas, I immediately realized that has such a different meaning now.  Where exactly is home?  I asked him that same question–and he said the very words I was thinking:  Home is wherever we are.

That has been a struggle for me, I confess.  I think mainly because I AM A HOMEBODY.

I love being at home.  I love being with my family more than chocolate cake–but I also know that THAT is something I had to lay on the altar to do what He wants us to do.  It seems like several times since being here, I’ve gone back to that altar where I laid down what I loved about my life, and looked at it all again, reminisced and cried a little (or sometimes a lot), but left it all remaining at the altar, because the bottom line– and at the end of the day, I would do it all over again if He asked it of me.  And I will obey His voice until I draw my last breath.

I would like to fill you in on every single thing we’ve done since October to December–but you might not have time to read all of that.  Let me just tell you a few things:  We hosted a “Souper Night” for all the missionaries here –with LOTS of yummy soups and desserts, combined it with a baby shower, hosted by the single missionary girls for the newest member of our missionary family (Little Isabella Henden)! That was fun. 🙂  Made me realize God gives us family wherever we go!

We had a great prayer retreat in October and a wonderful Kids Ministry Training retreat in November, both hosted by Jay and Nancy Dickerson, our area directors.

We’ve had TONS of studying, reading and testing.  I celebrated my 56th birthday here, our daughter celebrated her 34th birthday there, we had a cousin accept Jesus in the last few days of his life, and a new baby was born into our family, a little early (8 weeks), but God has His mighty hand on her.  ALL these activities have kept us PRAYING.

The Holy Spirit has spoken into my heart several times with His confirming Word that HE is here-and is handling all our situations and we need to be watchfully trusting.  Those two words may not seem to go together, but look again.  Nehemiah talks about the workers restoring the wall, but armed and ready.  Nehemiah 4:17

Those who were rebuilding the wall and those who carried burdens took their load with one hand doing the work and the other holding a weapon.

We are doing what’s necessary, but armed and ready to do the next thing He requires.  Watchfully trusting.  Believing that HE is in control as we surrender our steps, hearts and minds to HIS purpose and plan.

So, November flew by in a flash–we celebrated Thanksgiving Day with missionary friends in the home of another missionary, who opened their home to us all to use for our meal, while they were at a retreat!  It felt like a real family celebration!

Yes, I still missed all our family celebrations, and yes, I did cry a little about missing them all, but I kept my eye on the time I would wrap my arms around them again and hold them close!  They will be saying– “Mama! Enough already!”  Maybe not.

December is on the fast track.  I’ve got 7 suitcases packed and the house is a jumble of things to either be given, or packed.  And I am giddy with excitement over seeing my family.

You know, when the LORD lays a burden on your heart–you are willing and ready to say yes and run off to do all that He requires.  Then, it gets down into the crux of the matter.  And the actual deal starts going down…and there you find yourself in a puddle of wonder and even possibly a little confusion–wait, did I hear correctly?  And the enemy is all set and ready to help fuel that confusion.  But then, the LORD steps over AS YOU PRAY and continually stay before HIM, and He renews and refreshes that confidence and your heart for the journey ahead.  Oh, it never stops.  The enemy KEEPS on at you, but you stay in front of the LORD, stay on your face before HIM and see what HE does…

Something the enemy has plagued me with during this has been to target my homesickness and remind me “you don’t have a home”.…and I will be the first to admit, yes, I listened a little bit to his whiny voice–but then through the obedience of one of my prayer partners, she sent me a message from the HOLY SPIRIT, “I AM YOUR HOME”.

And oh friends, HE IS!  He’s my home!  He’s my life!  He’s my everything!

You know, I don’t know what you call home.  It may be a very extravagant house with high ceilings and ornate moldings, or it may be a small, simple house where you gather daily with those you love–wherever it is, whatever it is, never hold to it so tightly that you couldn’t and wouldn’t freely give it up should the Master step to your heart and say, “Come, follow Me.  I have a job for you to do.  You will need to leave everything to do this, but I want you, yes even now as (old or as young) you are”.

What a journey you will have!

Thank you all for praying–and thanks for reading this LONG newsletter!  (We haven’t printed any since we left the states, but would you be so kind as to print it for your church and share it with your pastor if he doesn’t have a facebook?)  We will graduate Friday morning and then fly out Saturday morning to celebrate Christmas with our family and get our paperwork ready for Bolivia!  We leave for Bolivia early January–so that is a LOT of things to keep in mind to pray for!

  • Travel safety
  • Visa processing paperwork completed “¡muy rapido!”
  • Continued good health
  • More supporters (we have, like a few others, lost a few–but we know God has this!)
  • Our family.   This transition has not been easy on them at times, especially our grandsons, but God can strengthen and help them in this journey!

 

We wish so much that we would be able to see each of you and hug your necks, but it just won’t be possible.  We know you understand- and we are continuing in prayer for you!  We used to pray for you every time we saw a “Knight Transportation Truck” because we had asked you to pray for us when you saw them.  We have had a few friends see them and post them to our Facebook page or send us a message.  Thank y’all for that!  What a blessing!

If you are interested in becoming a prayer partner, or have a desire to partner with us financially, either a one time donation or monthly support, you can go here:  www.tinyurl.com/sendjeffandangie

PRAYER is so critical!  We have learned more than ever before, we CANNOT accomplish anything for the Kingdom of God without your faithful prayers!  So thank you!

We love you all! Maybe we’ll run into you in Walmart!–of course not literally…. 😀

© Angie Knight- 2017  Our Journey to the Mission Field 2017

Photographs © Angie Knight Photography 2017 Costa Rica


You’ve Got Mail!

October Greetings!

I was reading in one of my devotional books, “Streams in the Desert”, last week and this jewel jumped off the page.  Mainly because, not only was it a powerful devotion, but it was spot on for what we have been feeling and going through –here in language school.

A piece of wood once bitterly complained because it was being cut and filled with rifts and holes, but he who held the wood and whose knife was cutting into it so remorselessly did not listen to the sore complaining.  He was making a flute out of the wood he held and was too wise to desist when entreated to do so.  He said:

“Oh, thou foolish piece of wood, without these rifts and holes thou wouldst be only a mere stick forever–a bit of hard black ebony with no power to make music or to be of any use.  These rifts that I am making, which seem to be destroying thee, will change thee into a flute, and thy sweet music then shall charm the souls of men.  My cutting thee is the making of thee, for then thou shalt be precious and valuable, and a blessing in the world”.

I was stunned.  My eyes filled and I wept with gratitude and a strong repentant heart for crying out while being that stick of wood, and complaining for all the “shaping” going on.  This school is rightly named.  Chisel.

Every time I have entered a sentence in my Spanish Dictionary and used the name of the school, Cincel, the word “chisel” comes up, since that is exactly what Cincel means in Spanish.  Chisel.  We have all felt the blows of the hammer as well as the knife on the stick of wood.  But you know, in our hearts we all long to be useful for the Master.  The One who called us surely has a plan and purpose for every splinter of whittling,  and gouging out the places that have so desperately needed work.

On an encouraging note, we can carry on a conversation with others now with a little more confidence.  I walk down to the beauty salon and talk with the young ladies there about once every couple of weeks.  It’s where I got my FIRST haircut after chemo! I was so excited, and I have made two new “Tica” friends in the process.  One of them even gave me her phone number so that I could practice my Spanish.  And another one made me some flashcards this week to help with my “beauty salon lingo”.

We have prayed for you all during all these weather episodes and the various things that have been going on.  Last week, as I was sitting here typing, we had a small earth tremor that shook the bed that I was sitting on.  Everything in this world is subject to change.  In the very next minute–your life or my life could change.  We have no promise of tomorrow, we have today–and it’s up to us to use it for the Master, or squander it away.

This weekend, we were privileged to be able to go with dear friends, about an hour out of the city to the mountain area and just relax for the morning.  We stood at a fence and just viewed the valley and surrounding mountains and we breathed.  It felt good.  I cannot quiet describe the feeling–but it was needed and necessary.  And best of all….we spent time with friends of like mind and faith, who also left home, family, friends, and jobs they loved, to follow into the unknown, our Jesus.

While talking with the young lady at the little coffee shop–we asked her about the coffee harvest season.  The process from the time of planting, to harvest, to roasting, grinding all the way to your favorite cup of coffee.

Something we learned by tasting:  a good cup of coffee does not need sugar or cream.  That had to be proven to me.   It is something I will be excited to share with my family when we get home in December.  A hot cup of the best Costa Rican coffee.

She was so passionate about her job–her love of coffee and all things Costa Rica came through with every word she shared.  That’s what I want others to feel and hear in us as we share about Jesus in our new language.  I want them to feel the passion in our hearts–hear it in our voices and see it on our faces.  I want them to desire to know Him and share His love with their own families.

That’s one thing we need you to add to your prayer list for us:  Our ability to speak fluently as possible and to be able to share without reservation or hesitation.

Can I share with you a list of daily prayer needs?

Sunday:  Pray for our spiritual lives.  Our spiritual growth, fellowship with local believers, integrity, reliability, and consistency.  Jeff was blessed with a lunch a couple of weeks ago from an invitation from a “Tico” friend he met at church.  What a joy!  Pray for more connections and development of relationships that will last long after we leave.

Monday:  Pray for our personal lives.  For our marriage.  You have no idea the attacks on marriages and families here.  I won’t go into the details–suffice it to say, prayer is necessary to the mission.  Pray for our families back home, their health, both physical and spiritual.  Pray for their protection.  What is it with mama’s and daddy’s that believe we need to be there to help?  God is not limited by distance.

Tuesday:  Communication.  Adapting with generous flexibility to the culture, customs and people.  The language study, clarity in speech, ability to hear and comprehend.

Wednesday:  Relationships.  Both in the churches and the community.  As well as not losing our relationships back home.  That’s a fear many have as they shift their lives to another field.  We have discovered through conversations with others and reading several articles for missionaries, home relationships (back in the states) almost always suffer, insomuch as they are forgotten altogether.  Or at the very least, once they return, they are treated differently than when they left.  We hunger for our relationships with you to either remain strong–or become even stronger.  Not become weaker or disappear altogether.

Thursday:  Evangelism.  Boldness, sensitivity, Holy Spirit led.

Friday:  Discipleship. That we can be mentors.  Training, equipping, and encouraging others even now before we get to our field of service.  May we serve Him now with fervor.

Saturday:  Pray for our country.  Our first and home country, the United States of America, and secondly, our country of calling:  Bolivia.  Pray for more schools to open in Santa Cruz, relationships to develop and grow under the anointing and presence of the Holy Spirit.  Help us pray now for a good, safe, and secure place to live.

Often many think that because they aren’t giving monetarily, they aren’t helping.  NOTHING could be further from the truth.  Your prayers make the difference.  We cannot do this without your prayers.  I cannot say that loud or long enough.  Prayer is the KEY to the KINGDOM.

Thank you for taking the time to add us to your likely already long prayer list.  It is undeniably what keeps us going strong.  We love each of you.  If you feel led to get further involved, an offering of any amount is always welcomed and needed.  The cost of living here is “crazy” expensive.  But I won’t talk about that any further.  It hasn’t brought the prices down one bit! 🙂

We received our 3rd mail here this week! (It takes about 10-14 days to reach us if there are no holidays involved.) OH Mercy I was giddy with joy!  My heart overflowed with the love from the words that came from the letter–but soon found myself weeping like a child.  God is SO good!  Thank you.  Every word meant the world.  I have all three cards we’ve received taped to the wall in our bedroom.  It gives me joy every time I look at them.

We wish you were here.  We miss you.  BUT, if the LORD is willing [as my Mamo always said], or “Si Dios quiere”, we will see some of you in December!  We wish we could visit every single one of you in your churches!  You are greatly loved.

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All for HIM,

Jeff and Angie

“Streams in the Desert, Morning and Evening Edition, page 649-650, September 20      (L. B. Cowman, Zondervan Publishing Company.)

© Angie Knight 2017.  All rights reserved.  All photographs © Angie Knight 2017.


The Impact You Make

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Growing a Fence

We have just returned (as of yesterday) from our second visa processing trip to David, Panama.  I chuckled to myself when one of our grandson’s youth leaders asked him about us--“oh they are fine–they’re just in Panama” (he was thinking “Panama City, Florida”, of course he didn’t know different, but his mom let him know the exact location).

Panama was hot-but the airconditioned rooms were bliss.  Complete and total bliss!  It poured rain -insomuch that we walked through ankle deep water in a couple of spots to get some needed supplies for the next term.  And did I tell you we got PEANUT BUTTER?  Some may laugh.  But for the regular jar of great value brand that I paid less than $3 at Walmart in the states, it’s $8 for the same size in Costa Rica.   Anyway, I found some just over $3 and bought 3 jars.  That will get us through for a while. 🙂

I wrote a personal blog about what today represents for us–one year ago–diagnosed with cancer–today healed and in language school.  To read the story, go here.

We want to take this time to express our deepest gratitude for “believing in us”.  For believing God finishes what He starts and for praying, and pushing through with us!  You have prayed–supported us financially–and encouraged us SO MANY TIMES!  Your words of encouragement are priceless.  On days when it feels like I don’t know a “verbo” from a hole in the ground, we get a message on Facebook or WhatsApp or a sweet email reminding us we are being prayed for.   God calculated every millisecond it would take for us to get the skills to minister to others and He is never wrong in His calculations.   (As a side note, if you have tried to send us text messages, our phone numbers have changed.  We use WhatsApp messenger, Viber, Facebook Messenger, and email to “jeffandangieknight @ gmail.com”)

Today, we were blessed with REAL snail mail!  I was so excited!  One of our churches sent a card and several members and friends signed it with an encouraging note.  What a great blessing to our hearts.  We ache for family and friends and the familiar back home–there where you are, but we also know--beyond a doubt that God has ordered these steps of ours.  So it is with great excitement to carry on with the learning process.  We realize we may not be as fluent as some when they leave in December with us, but we know we will be able to communicate–and we believe in MIRACLES!  I am one!

We want to remind you that every step we take, every WORD we are able to say in Spanish is BECAUSE OF YOUR FAITHFULNESS!!  Each and every life we can touch for Christ, it is also YOUR HANDS extended with OURS!  You may not walk here with us, but friends, your obedience keeps us here, keeps us studying, and pursuing with GREAT PASSION (and admittedly sometimes tears) the call of God.  His love amazes me and often I find myself in tears of amazement at all HE has done.  He called YOU as well as us.  Our tasks are just a little different in this mission.

Jeff and I love and appreciate each one of you.  Not one day goes by that you aren’t remembered and prayed for.  Our church families are precious to us.  Our district–unsurpassed in the Mission-Mindedness and hearts of our leaders.  We are grateful beyond words.

Thank you.  For all the prayers.  Please keep praying!  We have a couple of weeks break, graduation is tomorrow for those students completing their training–and we are set to begin again mid-August.

The pictures below are of our two favorite profesoras!  Nicole, in the second picture agreed to “pretend” to yell so that Jeff could hear–we are using a “funnel” for the hearing aid. While it is comical, the truth is that hearing words in Spanish requires training your ears to listen–and that can be muy difícil.  I can’t stress enough how the next 4 1/2 months will require all hands on deck, all knees to the floor–praying.  We CAN do this–with your continued prayers!

Muchas gracias mis amigos!  Hasta luego!

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© Angie Knight 2017.  All rights reserved.

Photography © Angie Knight 2017, David, Panama and San Jose, Costa Rica, Central America.  All rights reserved.


Train Rides, Cow Tongue & Happy Anniversary

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I am a few days late in posting our monthly “update”.  Please forgive.  Our lives have been running non-stop it seems, just as yours has I am sure.

We have had a few new experiences I wanted to tell you about:

  • We took our first train ride to another city.  VERY cheap.  Less than $2 each!  We were able to visit one of the tourist sites there; the Basilica in Cartago, Costa Rica.  If you want to read the history, the construction and the details of what happens even to this day at this site, click the link provided.  It saddened me beyond explanation to discover:    In August the Basilica is the object of extensive pilgrimage and visitation by about 2.5 million believers throughout the country, many of whom join in the celebrated 22-kilometer walk to the basilica during the Romería. Though many people start the pilgrimage from locations all over Costa Rica, some, as a demonstration of their piety, choose to crawl the 22 kilometers on their hands and knees. Excerpt from wikipedia  Think about that for just a minute.
  • Cow tongue.  Yes,  you read that correctly.  Now, some of you readers may have had this before, but not this Northwest Florida girl.  Nope.  That’s one of the several parts of a cow I have always declined even THINKING about ingesting.  However, our friend and fellow missionary, Carolina Sislo cooked two in a crock pot with her special recipe (which she shared with the class in case any of YOU want me to pass the recipe on), and she made cow tongue tacos.  Jeff and I both ate one.  It had a similar taste to pot roast.  I probably won’t run to the store and buy a tongue to cook, BUT if I needed to eat it again, I would.

Tomorrow will be another new experience.  I can’t tell you what it is because Jeff is surprising me.  It’s our 35th anniversary–and we are just going to do something different than the normal fresh market run on Saturday.  I think he has a little cultural visit lined up.  I will let  you know after this weekend! 🙂   (We would celebrate our anniversary if we were home, so I’m thinking language school should be no different!  THIS is a biggie!  35 years!)

There’s one thing I WISH we could do but at this point cannot.  We can’t share pictures of all the amazing work God has led us to do….there are no bricks being laid….no children’s crusades going on….it’s just us.  Day after day, getting up, going to classes, listening hard, writing in a language we are trying with everything in us to comprehend.  We come home from classes and Jeff usually takes a long walk–sometimes we go together, sometimes I snag a fellow missionary girl (I’m still calling myself a girl, so anyone under the age of 90 qualifies) and we go for coffee down the street and encourage one another.

We are farther along-language wise,  than when we came, and we are learning more everyday.  It just takes a while.  I have noticed that I have difficulty now spelling ENGLISH words.  I have to really think sometimes about the word–especially if it’s one we’ve been using in class that is similar to the Spanish word.  We know you are praying…we feel it.  Please continue.  Some of you message us and tell you are thinking about us, praying for us, or that a Knight Transportation Truck was seen in your area…and that made you stop and pray for us.  Wow.  Do you know how that blesses us?   As we said during our itineration to as many churches as would have us, we wanted that truck to remind you to pray, and you are doing it!  We aren’t related to them, but wouldn’t it be nice to have them on board in support!

God has this.  All of it.  Every single moment of our days.  If you are wondering and worrying about something in your life, take a moment and remember that HE goes before you.  Always has.  Always will.

We have a grandson who just celebrated his 12th birthday (without us–insert sad face), but I recently found a note I had written and stuck in my Bible years ago, that he said to me:  “Nana, what if God slipped a note under my pillow that said He loved me?”  

Well, Jason, He does love you.  And He loves us– and every single person in this world.  So much so that He called people to do their best to let the world KNOW that He loves them–enough to send His only Son to die for their sins.  That same grandson had some awesome things happen just a couple of weeks ago, he was filled to overflowing with the Holy Spirit.  He called me and told me.  His words, “Nana, I was crying and smiling at the same time!  I just couldn’t stop”.  OH how I wanted to be there.  But God has chosen this time and this place and I cannot argue.  I wouldn’t.  But it doesn’t stop this “Nana heart” from aching.  This was God reminding me that HE has got them.

Another grandson called me on his way home this week from his first Forward Conference with Jentzen Franklin and told me how God had touched his life.  And he had a birthday this week.  Again, without us (insert another sad face).  What he said was, “Nana, I cried like I have never cried before.  I felt God speak to my heart.”  I asked him if he going to tell his mama? (I knew she would tell me if he didn’t)  “I’m gonna tell both of you!  I felt like God was telling me He wanted me to do what ya’ll are doing.  He wants me to take the Gospel to the world.”  (Insert tears and happy crying!)  He’s a 14 year old miracle.  All our grandkids are miracles, JUST LIKE YOURS!

God has shown His love in so many ways in the past months–but one last thing I want to share with you.   Several weeks ago I was having a difficult day.  On the heels of a sleepless night – and I was talking to the Lord about “Why did You call us?  What are we that You would choose us?  We are older than these young learners.  Will we be able to do what You ask of us?  Being away from family is much harder than either of us thought…”  The way the Lord answered my question was different, it came by way of a phone call from my baby sister, Aimee.

Aimee, had a dream about our middle sister, Wanda.  I had had several dreams about Wanda, and I always write them down–but I couldn’t remember Aimee sharing one in a long, long time, so I was eager to hear it:

“I dreamed about Wanda last night.  I dreamed she knew she was going to die, but she looked good and I put her little face in my hands and said, “When you get to heaven, will you ask Jesus to go ahead and come get us so we can all be together?”  And Wanda said to her, “Aimee, they all don’t know Him”.  Aimee said, “But they have all been told, because this ain’t a foreign country”.

When Aimee told me about it she said –-“that was crazy—I was only thinking of where I live.”

How I needed that reminder of why we are here.  We had made up our minds that we are willing to struggle if necessary with the language, and leave our precious grand babies and families at home…so others will have a chance to know Him.  They all won’t accept Him.  We already know that.  Just look at the United States of America.  But for those who WILL accept Him–we go forward.  As hard as we can.  Hurrying along the way.

I leave you with a few pictures.  The most important, my darling sweet man.  I am so thankful for him-for the past 35 years.  Married life for us has been the sweetest gift from heaven.  While it has not been problem or crisis free –The Lord has given us a love that continues –and I will be forever grateful for this giving, loving, serving, witnessing, man that God blessed me with.  The best daddy to our girls and best pa-pa to our boys.  Jesus has been so good to me.

Thank you again for keeping up with us! For praying–and believing!  That means more than you know!   If you are new here and interested in what God has called us to do and want to be a part, you can go to our AGWM site and support us in prayer.  Or perhaps you would like to partner monthly or even a one-time donation!  We are grateful for anything–and everyONE!

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