Tuesday, February 8, 2011

Only so many hours in a day

I don’t think I can recount everything that has happened since my last communiqué.  Besides the constant family-bonding in our 200sq ft space (and you are welcome to read between the lines here…), we have been busy meeting new people, presenting our ministry, and linking up with other ministries/people who could become possible partners.

Not only are we busy with coordinating mission opportunities, but we also have the daily duties of running an office.  Which I’m sure brings to mind several questions from my readers:  “How in the world are they running an office in a 200sq ft space?!”, and “When do they find the time to do it?!”, and maybe a few other questions.

I’m very tempted to keep you hanging.  The imagination is a wonderful tool at times.  J

Oh, fine.  Basically, we thought ahead a little bit and bought a printer that fits on a counter in the back.  We also brought along other office staples that have allowed us to put together printed information as needed.  And there are times when we have stayed up late to finish things.  It’s just all part of doing a start-up ministry.  (Don’t forget that I am also homeschooling 3 boys in between everything else…). 

Another totally awesome (just giving this post a little bit of the CA lingo…) event that happened when we got here was the church’s missions pastor has allowed us to use an extra room they have available.  Bill has used it more than I have, but it has been invaluable for getting work done.

Looking ahead we will be attending our alma mater’s 40thYear Celebration event coming up this weekend, and planning an international meal dinner to share about the ministry on February 26th. 

Meanwhile we are continuing to work on details, homeschooling, fundraising, meeting people, living, arbitrating fighting boys, reminding fighting boys to “chill”, and any other situation/event/meeting that might arise. 

Well, needless to say, everyone is anxious to get back to a “real” home.  Which is ironic, because living in our RV for this amount of time has really given me a new perspective on what some missionaries give up to minister to others.

 Man, there are people out there who don’t mind giving up certain comforts, or even basic ways of living (using a washer/dryer for clothes, maybe hunting/growing their food, not having internet/TV *gasp*, or other) because their love for the lost compels them to it (and God probably has helped prepare them for some of those circumstances).

It’s so awesome when the body of Christ works as a body and when each part doesn’t fuss (using some AL lingo now…) at each other, but:

“Instead, speaking the truth in love, we will grow to become in every respect the mature body of him who is the head, that is, Christ. From him the whole body, joined and held together by every supporting ligament, grows and builds itself up in love, as each part does its work.”  Ephesians 4:14-15

Just sayin'...

Here’s one last thing to leave with you as you are mulling that over.  It’s a story Bill shared with me before we were married and it has always stuck in my head. 

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