We Are Officially Beginning the Journey

October 9, 2019. Russell and I went before the IPHC World Mission Counsel to share our hearts about our work in Uganda. My heart was racing. I was excited, nervous, scared to death all at the same time. This has been a childhood dream to be a missionary.

We shared a documentary about the work we do in Uganda. After it was over, I just fumbled with my words. Russell, my knight in shining armor, quickly jumped in and began to share. Then he turned it back over to me. I took a deep breath and shared from the deepest places of my heart. I shared our love for Uganda. I shared the visions God had given us. And mixed in with everything, I shared our love for sharing the sweet gospel message.

They asked questions. We both answered. We spoke for about an hour and a half. Then we were asked to leave the room. The Counsel had to vote on whether or not to approve us. They had our application, our references, our psychological reports, and now they heard our hearts.

Then we were asked to step out. We waited quietly in the hallway. Then they invited us back in. We were unanimously voted in and accepted as full time missionaries to Uganda! My heart is just overwhelmed with complete joy.

Now we begin itinerating. We have a budget. Now to raise the support! The goal is to head to our new God adventure in the fall of 2022. We praise God and are humbled that He would choose us for this great commission.

We have much to do. We value your prayers for our family as we begin this next phase of life to prepare for Uganda!

Where Do I Begin?

Tonight I am sitting on an outer deck at my beach house at Sunset Beach. There is a warm, salty breeze. The rhythmic pattern of the waves soothes my heavy heart. I could easily get trapped in this place. The days roll into nights and then back into days…its a peaceful place. I get lost in the days. But then reality kicks in. We need to raise money for a dormitory…money for an orphan with HIV and cancer…money for a new classroom…money for a children’s village. But this place wants to call me in deeper to forget all of those things. I can’t. I can’t forget the faces. They are permanently engraved into my heart and mind. The smiles. The laughter. The hugs. The deep poverty. The lack of clean water. The lack of food. The lack of shelter. Oh, but the joy! The joy when they worship! They know God and God knows them.

It is that joy that I see and experience there that keeps me going. I have to ask myself the question, “If not me, then who?” God created me for this. He blessed me with a husband who feels the same call. It’s not easy. Oh my goodness! It is the hardest thing I have ever done in my life. But God keeps pressing in deep into my heart. He reminds me. He reminds me that this is why He created me. To bring Him honor and glory by being His hands and His feet in south western Uganda.

I have to keep going forward. Sometimes it takes everything I have to keep moving. I think often about the Israelites and their exodus from Egypt. In chapter 14 of Exodus, the Israelites found themselves sandwiched between the world’s most elite army and the Red Sea. They thought they had no place to go. They lost faith. They forgot the promises of God and all that God had done for them to get them out of Egypt. God tells Moses to quit crying out to Him and tell the sons of Israel to go forward. This was before the Red Sea was even parted! God wanted the people to trust Him. But faith took action. They had to go forward. God wanted them to trust Him without even knowing what He was going to do. So they stepped forward.

Go forward!

Exodus 14:15b

Go forward. That is where I am. Some days it can feel like I am trying to go forward and there is a brick wall in the way. And when that brick wall doesn’t move, I have to get my heart and mind in the right place. Some days I feel frustrated. If people on this continent could see how people live on that continent, maybe they would walk with their hands wide open instead of clinched tight. But I have to remind myself that it is not my place to judge what others do with their time and money. So I pray. I cry out to God. And God says to me, “Why are you crying out to Me? Go forward!” So I trust a little deeper. I keep believing.

God and I have lots of talks. It is really the only way I can survive going back and forth. And believe it or not, God and I joke with each other. It’s the kind of relationship that we have. I grab my cup of coffee and God and I have our morning date. “Good morning, God! Thanks for meeting with me again today. I was just wondering if today is the day that You are going to sell a few of the cattle that You have on a thousand hills?” We laugh. And God just tells me to keep trusting Him. So I keep trusting.

In a thousand trials, it is not just five hundred of them that work “for the good” of the believer, but nine hundred and ninety-nine, plus one,

George Mueller

The trials are part of the journey. I learned a long time ago to dance in the rain and through the storms of life. God is working all things out. Those brick walls that try to stop me from going forward, they are truly just mental brick walls. It is a battlefield that the enemy tries to distract me. But God is good. He keeps molding me and shaping me for the call on my life that He created me for.

The eagle that soars at great altitudes does not worry about how it will cross a river.

Streams in the Desert, June 9

So where do I begin? I begin by taking a step forward in faith. Trusting God with all of the details.

The Journey Begins

Life on Two Continents is the memoirs of two simple people who said yes to the great God adventure. It began as a simple seed that was planted into a teenager’s heart to become a missionary. A seed that was left in the soil for many years while the ground was being prepared. A vision that would be given in May of 2004 that would be prayed over for ten years. In 2014, God began to water that seed and it went from being a dormant stage to germinating. A simple visit to Uganda would be the water that made the seed germinate. An obedient heart caused it to grow and establish roots. A return visit to Uganda would cause that seed to sprout. The great God adventure began, and each day God is writing a new chapter.

We welcome you to our story, which is really His story through us. Life on two continents has been a journey through many hills and valleys. Sacrifice. For our entire family. It is a journey of having our hearts on two continents, feeling a constant tug of war. It is about trying to find balance between two totally different worlds. Sleepless nights. Tear stained pillows. Finding strength in God through our weaknesses. Discovering joy through trials. Learning to have faith in what we cannot see. Developing deeper trust in our God. Learning to pray through situations that are out of our hands. Trusting God and His Word as promises we can believe in. Loving big. Dying to self. Living for One.

Life is either a daring adventure or nothing.

Helen Keller

Welcome to the journey…