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A peek into the life of a missionary family to the country of Honduras. A New Life and A Need. But today is a sweet faithful lady at our church who loves her children. And, Monday God blessed her and her husband with a new bundle. Mom and Alma visiting one afternoon. Malachi and Sismy playing Chess one evening.
Everyday life on the mission field in Zambia. We recently took a little road trip as a family to say good bye to some fellow missionaries who are moving away. The Helgrens have been ministering about three hours West of us, so going there and back in one day was doable. Considering we rarely ever leave a one mile radius of our house, the kids and I were ready for a bit of break in the routine! April 3, 2013. This year, I scoured the internet looking for ways to try to help make Christ rai.
Saturday, February 27, 2016. Wednesday, February 3, 2016. Tuesday, January 26, 2016.
I recently had the privilege of going on my second missions trip. I love missions trips! They are a crazy mix of excitement, exhaustion, and encouragement. Sometimes up steep streets, sometimes through crowded marketplaces, and sometimes through bad neighborhoods. Our feet blistered, we got sunburned, and our shoulders ached.
Forgot Password or Username? Funky like old socks. By moving, adding and personalizing widgets.
Hello and welcome to the wonderful world of my beloved books. I am a believer in Christ, a wife, a former homeschooling mother, and a grandma to two beautiful baby boys. I also am a bibliophile and love to read and discuss great books. Tagged as Brenda Rickman Vantrease.
Each time my husband and I have been expecting a baby we eventually get around to playing the name game. 8221; for the exact same reason! The name of the Lord.
Saturday, March 15, 2014. Sitting in a dugout,. Gliding down a river,. Looking upwards to the blue sky,. White, wispy clouds breezing by,. Feel the tropical sun upon my skin,. Humidity in the air, cool water against my hand,. Dangling fingers swim in the green, brown river,. A soft mist sprays upon my brow,. Earthy, damp and musty,. A thousand years old! The smell of a storm coming this way,.