Ok, so I haven't blogged in awhile.
For 9 weeks I was on a high-speed wireless network. Now I'm back to a dial-up on our home phone so needless to say I have been online a lot less.
We are missionaries and are on full support. That means we are financially supported via the generosity of indivduals and churches. We cannot get much done if folks are not generous. We are getting a lot done.
I was speaking to a gentleman at church the other day who has been overwhelmingly supportive of our ministry in Guatemala. I was catching him up on where we're at and thanked him for his generosity toward us. He said simply, "You're my feet" and walked off.
I mean, I know this cognitively. I talk about it to groups of people and Jenny and I have the mindset that those who pray for us and give us money are literally ministering along side us. But when he said, "you're my feet" I was hit with the reality of what I'd been saying and the gentle weight of responsibility that comes with it. I bear the joyful burden of being that arm of the Body of Christ which works for His glory in Guatemala. We're not special, we're just somewhere else. But we are a near physical extention of people here who desire to see Jesus magnified among the Mayans in Guatemala. Whew.
On a bit of a tangent...
I have never before in my life felt so confident of my occupation. For my ordination Jenny got me this beautiful clock with an engraving which says, "Every man complete in Christ...for this purpose I labor, striving according to His power which mightily works within me." When I see a man who is not complete in Christ my desire to see him complete is now overwhelming. It is like nothing I have ever before experienced and I praise Jesus that He has enflamed my mind and my heart with such a purpose. May He get all glory, honor and praise.