Two Weeks in Pal
Over the past month we were given the opportunity to spend a couple weeks living in the people group that neighbors Kovol, the Pal (or Mesi, depending who you ask). We went in order to spend time with the missionaries and church there, find out what went well, what could have been done differently, as […]
The Weight of a Bouillon Cube
In order to become better acquainted with the people who live in the area we will be ministering, we (our family, and our partners the Stanleys and the Hansens) will soon be flying into a neighboring people group, the Mesi , to fellowship with the missionaries there and meet with the church that is planted […]
When the Going Gets Tough, the Tough Fall Into Grace
I was reminded by those who cared about me that it was ok to take time to grieve, and to let that sadness out. I was reminded that the Lord knew my pain, and far from ignoring it, He was mourning with me and was waiting to shoulder my burden if I could humble myself to release it to Him. He reminded me of something we were told early on after arriving here: after all He had done to bring us here, He had not changed His mind just because I was going through a rough time. He was there when we were working so hard to get here, He is here with us now, and He will be here the next time heartache strikes us where we’re vulnerable. We never have to be alone in our sorrow.
About
Rhett is from San Diego, and Stacie is from Wisconsin; they met at Ethnos 360 (formerly New Tribes Mission) Bible Institute. Before attending Bible School, Rhett’s personal ambitions left him empty handed, and so Bible School served as time for him to seek God’s direction. Shortly into their time at the Bible Institute, Stacie was struck by the vast need for missionaries around the world, and the deep darkness that exists in many places. They decided that ...