Walking Barefoot Down the Mountain

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It’s Monday at about 9:30 am and I am sitting in the middle of a pile of clothes and shoes and curtains and medicines and toys and books (though not many books- thank you Kindle!) and many other random items that we are trying to take back with us to PNG. My 5th grader approaches me with a math question. Because like a masochistic lunatic, I am simultaneously trying to home school and pack. I gave a quick glance and ...
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Scripture Portions

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I was just going through some pictures on my computer and found this one of these Hewa Bibles. Technically, they are “Scripture Portions” because we are not finished with the translation project, but it’s just easier for us both if I call them Bibles.

When new books of the Bible are translated we print new “Bibles.” They are just what we have translated so far. This is of course kinda pricey, but it’s what we are here for and what we ...

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Magic Words to Appease the Jesus Spirit

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One of the hardest events of missionary work is the death of an unbeliever among the people you are trying to reach and disciple. This is particularly difficult when you are in the language learning phase and have yet to be able to share the Gospel with your people, but only becomes somewhat easier after the Gospel has been given to the people in their heart language.

I’ve been really contemplating a few things after witnessing death over and over in ...

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An Expat Life

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As tomorrow looms and everyone is wide-eyed with panic, I keep hearing (reading, actually) that all Christians should be reminded that our citizenship is actually in heaven (Philippians 3:20) and that we are aliens and strangers on this earth (1 Peter 2:11) and we should all find comfort in that.

I don’t see a lot of people truly finding comfort in that truth. This pretty much happens every election season, but this one seems particularly dramatic and frightening, and no one ...

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On This Rock

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I know what this picture looks like. Just a guy standing on a big rock. NBD.

But the guy on this rock is actually a HUGE deal. Colossal. Monumental. BIG. FAT. DEAL.

This is Fawa. He is one of the believers in our village. He’s a young married man with a beautiful baby girl who just started toddling around.

His father (now deceased) was an influential witch doctor. When Fawa was a young boy his father told him to never go near this ...

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Where in the World are the Georges?

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Several mornings over the past two weeks I wake up in a confused panic wondering, “WHERE AM I?” Until my eyes communicate with my brain and I remember. Oh, yeah. That’s right. I’m in________.

At first that blank was filled with Brisbane, Australia. We were in the home of gracious sister in Christ who provided us with shelter in a time of desperate need. Now it is my in-laws’ house in Mississippi. That’s right. M-I-S-S-I-S-S-I-P-P-I.

A month ago, my husband and I ...

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A Marriage Proposal

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A little over 12 years ago I was completing my senior year of college, living in a small one-bedroom apartment off campus. It was an older house that had been divided into a duplex with a little screened in porch attached to the back. My boyfriend at the time decided that little porch needed to be cleaned up and painted to give me a nice place to sit and read or study. I already had a nice place to sit ...
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Five Years

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This month marked five years since we first stepped off the plane into the sweltering heat of Papua New Guinea. Ten minutes after descending the stairs of the plane onto the cracked blacktop of the airstrip parking bay, I heard the haunting sound of wails coming from a large group of people waiting just outside the “terminal” ( just a fence that divides the pavement where the plane parks and where you exit the airport). The body of their ...
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Old Jessi

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I expected to be called fat here. Every white person is called fat here. Even missionary ladies that wear a size zero are called fat here. I get that. 
However, I did not expect to be called OLD. The first time, I thought it was a fluke. A little kid called me “Grandma” (the Hewa word, ironically is “Papa”).  That particular time the mom corrected the little bugger and told her to call me “Ma” (In Hewa you call all your ...
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Mutually Encouraged

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After what seems like a million years of training, preparation, and learning, . My husband did his job this week. He taught the Hewa Bible teachers chapters one and two of the book of Titus and then he helped them teach it in church on Saturday and Sunday morning. (Yes, I did write Saturday and Sunday morning. I feel like I need to draw attention to the fact that I teach homeschool every weekday morning and then have church/language learning ...
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