Whale shark therapy

The obsession started well over a year ago. Not princesses, not unicorns. Not horses or puppies or kittens. Whale sharks. Those behemoths of the ocean had the hearts of two little girls in Papua New Guinea as soon as they learned of their existence. I’m fairly certain the fascination started with an episode of Octonauts […]

Just stop it

So if you’ve followed us at all, either through this blog or via our monthly updates, you know we’ve been troubled lately. Dallas was going to be our time. We were going to get work done, get our materials prepped for visiting churches later this year, and buy supplies for our next term in Madang. […]

The healing and hurt of Home Assignment

Home assignment. A concept that used to be as vague to me as job titles in Washington, D.C. What happens to missionaries on furlough? Do they have jobs and live normally? Do they live in a house? Do they own that house and, if so, how does that work? Do they still need financial support? […]

When the Old Testament speaks

I’m a missionary. I live in a sweltering, uncomfortable, remote corner of the world where consistent medical care and convenient eating are nonexistent. We have no parks, no movie theaters, no museums, no zoos, no open air malls with cute little trains, no MOPS groups to join. Church is spent sweating through a theologically questionable […]

The song of her Father

We are just days away from boarding that morning flight we watch longingly from our breakfast table each day. The plane that hurtles above our front door is on its way to Port Moresby at 7:20am where there are other planes waiting to take passengers to wonderful places. Places like Cairns. As we watch that […]