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As a missionary how many times I have heard someone say, “God once spoke to me about being an overseas missionary but,” their stories and excuses could fill a book. I call them my Jonah friends and seek them out whenever and wherever they might be found. Jonah failed the first time around but with […]

Who could ever forget the little red Cessna 185? She meant so much to us young missionaries in Papua New Guinea in the late 70’s as we worked in the high mountains and along the rivers running through the swamps of the hot steamy low lands. Just the thrill of having our own plane puffed […]

The people of Papua New Guinea for many years have covered their homes with grass. They lock each small bundle in the right place then tie it down with a vine they use as a rope. It takes many small bundles to cover the house but when the job is done it will withstand a […]

I have witnessed language and culture come together as it is translated and put into a book, wrapped in love and presented to a people group. The Bisorio tribe has developed more than I ever dreamed when the work started years ago. Bob and George, like the apostle Paul was to the Thessalonian church, was […]

As  a mission Rep I sometimes ask this question of the Lord, “Why is it taking so long to get the job done?” Men have put men on the moon and men have sent cameras many miles into space and yet the church is still looking at many ethnical groups that have never one time […]

Reaching the world with the gospel is not a one man job, it takes a team from start to finish. We find many men and women working together in tribal work learning language and culture to the point the gospel can be heard in their own language. Over the years working alongside different missionaries from […]

Who will fill our shoes? One man a language learner and gifted church planter the other man not a good language learner but a church planter in his own right. He does whatever it takes to keep the team moving forward to the completion of the church. Just men that love the Lord and have […]

The river, fast and wild, cuddled our mission airstrip for 1600 feet then made a big bend on the lower end where the strip T boned the river with a ten foot drop off. I had always been fearful of running our mission tractor off the end of the strip as I mowed the grass […]