"Riches I heed not, nor man’s empty praise,
Thou mine Inheritance, now and always:
Thou and Thou only, first in my heart,
High King of Heaven, my Treasure Thou art!" -Be Thou My Vision
"Trust in the Lord with all your heart
And do not lean on your own understanding.
In all your ways acknowledge Him,
And He will make your paths straight." -Proverbs 3:5-6
I can add no words to these anthems of praise and trust. Oh lord, be the Delight of our hearts!
Friday, March 21, 2014
Wednesday, March 19, 2014
Thank You!
Dear friends and family,
I'm writing this to say one big THANK YOU!!!! Because of your gracious support, I was able to raise $1345 for the African Sign Languages Bible translation project, and I received 2nd place out of 36 overall contestants in the individual fund raising competition. Together, the 9 teams that participated in the Doe River Gorge Race to 2025 raised $15,000 for the sake of the Kingdom! Your partnership is invaluable; please continue to pray for the African Sign Languages project.
Last weekend was one of the most intense, challenging, and rewarding weekends of my life. In the course of 48 hours, we totaled over 15 miles of distance. We ran on the Appalachian Trail, biked mountains, crossed rapids, and communicated across a gorge with Morse code. We rappelled a cliff, kayaked a lake, climbed a massive tree, and zip lined through a ravine. We drank a coconut and, yes, we ate worms... and a stew of who-knows-what.
We overcame our fair share of challenges, too. Twice we got lost in the woods; once we dragged a cramping teammate out of the road. However, despite blisters, bruises, cramps, and setbacks, we finished the race. We by far didn't win, but Christ our King did. He grew us as individuals, a team, and as servants in His Kingdom.
At the end of the race, we finally reached the "Hidden Village." To get there, we had to pass through "border control"; for 10 minutes, we were harassed, threatened, and screamed at in languages that I didn't even know existed. We even had to convince them that we weren't communists... And they didn't speak English. To convince an Thai border control agent that you're not a communist is quite a difficult task to accomplish.
Finally, though, we reached the village. We had 30 minutes to figure out as much of the language as we could. Ironically, the villagers were Kenyans (we were "Team Kenya"), and the language was Swahili. We gestured, pointed, and acted to learn as much language as we could. It was amazing! This was by far the most fun and exciting part of the race. Finally, we celebrated with a traditional Kenyan meal and a celebratory hymn of praise.
The Race is over. The mission is not. There are still 1,892 languages in the world that do not have a single word of scripture. Please keep Wycliffe Bible Translators in your prayers as they fight to rid the word of this Bible poverty. Again, thank you, and God bless you all!
I'm writing this to say one big THANK YOU!!!! Because of your gracious support, I was able to raise $1345 for the African Sign Languages Bible translation project, and I received 2nd place out of 36 overall contestants in the individual fund raising competition. Together, the 9 teams that participated in the Doe River Gorge Race to 2025 raised $15,000 for the sake of the Kingdom! Your partnership is invaluable; please continue to pray for the African Sign Languages project.
Last weekend was one of the most intense, challenging, and rewarding weekends of my life. In the course of 48 hours, we totaled over 15 miles of distance. We ran on the Appalachian Trail, biked mountains, crossed rapids, and communicated across a gorge with Morse code. We rappelled a cliff, kayaked a lake, climbed a massive tree, and zip lined through a ravine. We drank a coconut and, yes, we ate worms... and a stew of who-knows-what.
We overcame our fair share of challenges, too. Twice we got lost in the woods; once we dragged a cramping teammate out of the road. However, despite blisters, bruises, cramps, and setbacks, we finished the race. We by far didn't win, but Christ our King did. He grew us as individuals, a team, and as servants in His Kingdom.
At the end of the race, we finally reached the "Hidden Village." To get there, we had to pass through "border control"; for 10 minutes, we were harassed, threatened, and screamed at in languages that I didn't even know existed. We even had to convince them that we weren't communists... And they didn't speak English. To convince an Thai border control agent that you're not a communist is quite a difficult task to accomplish.
Finally, though, we reached the village. We had 30 minutes to figure out as much of the language as we could. Ironically, the villagers were Kenyans (we were "Team Kenya"), and the language was Swahili. We gestured, pointed, and acted to learn as much language as we could. It was amazing! This was by far the most fun and exciting part of the race. Finally, we celebrated with a traditional Kenyan meal and a celebratory hymn of praise.
The Race is over. The mission is not. There are still 1,892 languages in the world that do not have a single word of scripture. Please keep Wycliffe Bible Translators in your prayers as they fight to rid the word of this Bible poverty. Again, thank you, and God bless you all!
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