This last weekend we got the chance to see a little more of PNG. Some friends of ours had some time sensitive work to do in Lae, but when they couldn’t make it they asked us if we would be able to go. We found ourselves with a free weekend, so we jumped at the […]
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 […]
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 […]
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.
Just like that, the last 11 months flew by in a flurry of activity and divine provision, and we once again find ourselves across the country from where we were just a couple weeks ago. We usually have pretty mundane travels, but God determined that this time, that would not be the case.
Prayer matters. It is powerful. When we visit churches, families, and individual people to tell them about our ministry, people seem to offer prayer as the easy way out- like the real commitment to this ministry is the financial one, and if they can't manage that then then can "at least" be in prayer. There are days when this feeling sinks into my own heart as well.
I'll keep This one short and sweet, because if you're reading this, you probably received one of these. Thank you. We are constantly loved on by the family, friends, churches, and supporters that God has surrounded us with. You have a holy knack for timely encouragements, and the Lord has used you all in ways you (and probably we) are not even always aware of, and we thank the Lord for all of you.
I think some part of me expected it. With four boys, an emergency room visit here and there is almost inevitable, given that one of our boys' primary means of communication is wrestling. What I didn't necessarily foresee was that every single one of our boys would have an emergency room visit within their first three years of life, for reasons totally unrelated to roughhousing.
It seems like only yesterday we were writing a post to announce the birth of boy #3, and already here we are welcoming baby # 4! Lincoln Stous (aka "Baby Stous" for his first day of life) was born on Thursday, September 24, weighing in at 8Lbs 10 oz and measuring 21".
Our trip from California to Wisconsin was a mix of awe at God's provision, and also a practice in showing Christ-like love when long hours being cooped up brought on bouts of irrational negative emotions in the little guys (and also in their parents). Overall, it was a pretty great trip. We posted on Facebook as we went, taking pictures along our route, but for anyone that missed (or anyone who wants any further details, you nosy people, you), the following will take you on a fantastic voyage in... The Magic Van.