Our new friend Sara inspired us to ASK BIG! So here it is!
OPERATION HOPE: As we have sought God’s heart, we find it more vast and more expansive than we ever dreamed. The depth of His love of us is without equal and without limit. He has big plans for His people and we are thrilled to be a part of it. We believe He has placed us here in Cape Town, the Mother City, to be a part of Him birthing something new into the earth. He is always doing a new thing.
WHO:We believe the first nation people of southern Africa, the Khoisan, to be a key component in God’s new thing. (Some believe they are the first nation people of the whole earth.) They are gate-keepers to the land, to the soil. As God draws us close to show us who we really are, we find that He is telling us we are both fully physical, people formed from the dust, and fully spiritual, made in the image and likeness of God. These gate keepers have a deeply spiritual way about them. Continue reading THE BIG ASK NEWS!→
Sunday: We dropped Dylan off at Cape Town International airport to begin his six month study in Amsterdam. He’s pursuing God and running after adventure, which we fully embrace and applaud. It doesn’t make it any easier watching our blond-haired surfer walk through international security all by himself.
Monday: Our oldest, Jackson, turned 21 years old. Quite a significant milestone. Too bad we are 10,000 miles apart and were only able to celebrate with him over Skype. It’s not the first time we’ve been apart for his birthday, but the day still feels vacant. Screenshots don’t make the most attractive pictures.
Also on Monday: After three years of homeschooling, Ethan and Hudson begin their first day of high school in South Africa. We are super excited they will be going to school yet…the unknowns create anxiety in this mom’s heart. Yes, today I spent most of the day worried that I’ve either thrown them to the wolves or given them wings to fly. *Yes, there is a height differential, even though they’re twins. Puberty is cruel and unjust. Continue reading One of “Those” Weeks→
Tonight I “just so happened” to stop working on the computer to walk through the lounge on my way to the kitchen. I just so happened to have the urge to pull back the curtain to look outside to make sure the boogie man isn’t lurking in our bushes.
Lo, and behold. Tonight he was lurking. The boogie man made an appearance wearing capri pants and powder blue sweatshirt.
I just so happened to see a male figure walk in front of the van parked in front of the garage. My first thought was, “Oh, someone is coming to visit,” which would have worked if it weren’t nearly midnight. Continue reading The “Just So Happened” Night→
It’s one of those tragedies you don’t want to ever explain to your kids. But we did. This past week has been a traumatic one for us. One of Hudson’s soccer teammates, Amani, was raped and murdered last week in his home in Masi. Continue reading Reality and Pain→
The last straw was the Facebook message I received. It was a good straw, as far as last straws go. A sweet friend messaged to ask how I “was really doing, and not just what she’s reading on Facebook or the website. Really.”
A caring friend will do that—recognize that you’re camouflaged under the social media facade and call you on it. Looking back over my blog posts and Facebook and twitter feed, I can see that my language changed; I became more cautious and less candid. Continue reading Missions and Life Support→
The day before Christmas, somewhere between baking cinnamon rolls, and trying to remember if I have enough gifts for each child I have, there was a knock at the door. With flour on my hands and down the front of my shirt, I open the door wondering, “Who shows up here the day before Christmas and I hope this won’t take long.” Continue reading I Wasn’t Expecting THAT for Christmas→
This is not a very merry Christmas and good tidings post. Maybe it’s tidings, but they sure don’t feel good.
Do you know when you hear the voice of God leading you to do something, go somewhere, speak to someone, and you do it? And crazy, cool things happen. And it gives you all the feelings and you float around all day in a cloud of awesomeness? I like when that plan comes together.
Perfect weather. Friday afternoon, Halloween weekend. Downtown Cape Town. We set up a tent in a little space in one of the busiest areas of the city: Greenmarket Square. Vendors from all over Africa try to convince tourists they need to buy pricey ostrich eggs, hand painted canvas and leather belts.
I have never done ‘prophetic art’ which is where you sit across from a complete stranger, ask God what He wants to say to that person and then paint a picture or word about that message. First, I don’t paint, draw or have nice handwriting. So you can imagine my surprise when people would clutch their paintings and swear to frame them. Continue reading An Afternoon with God in Greenmarket Square→
It was late afternoon, on a mild winter Cape Town day. I coerced Kevin into taking a walk around our neighborhood. It’s kind of an intense path. There’s a big hill. It involves stairs, lots of stairs. My mind was focused on both breathing, trying not to collapse and maintaining dialogue.