Over the past week, we spent several days with members of Cedar Crest Bible Fellowship Church at their annual missions conference. We had the opportunity to share at a Wednesday night prayer meeting. I joined the men at a breakfast on Saturday morning. Erica sang a song in the Sunday morning worship services, we both shared in the high school Sunday school, and we sang a song together on Sunday night after briefly introducing ourselves.
I've been around missions conferences in the past, for better or worse, but obviously, this was the first time we've taken part in one as actual missionaries. It feels a little strange, not completely comfortable, like it will take some getting used to.
But as we participated with so many other missionaries working in other parts of the world, it was encouraging to get a macro-view of what God is doing in the world.
We get excited about the micro-view, like Franck and Carole, a vibrant couple in France who are just now setting out to become full-time church planters. Franck got a leave of absence from his job for a year and just started seminary three weeks ago!
But how exciting to take a step back and get a glimpse of the big picture, of God pulling together every tribe, tongue, and nation to display his glory. How exciting to be a very small part of something so big, this global movement, this grand scheme.
It's one full of heritage, a long line of people fully devoted to the worship of God. Some of them are well-known, like Jim Elliot or J. Hudson Taylor, but many more have become anonymous through the years (like the man we met at Cedar Crest who was a church planter north of Paris for 40 years), known only through the impact they had in the lives of others, which has multiplied since the time of their work. We're becoming a part of a worldwide legacy.
What's even more astounding is to know that all of this started with a handful of ordinary unschooled men that had been with Jesus. These men, as their opponents once declared, have quite literally turned the world upside down.
It'll be an adventure.
Thanks, Cedar Crest, for welcoming us last week! It was an encouragement.
10.11.09
3.11.09
God is good.
All the time.
We are praising God that our financial support has reached 56%. We have been blessed by the monthly support committments of friends, family and our church family.
We are praising God that we have enough money saved to finish paying off our grad. school tuition and can begin increasing the amount we pay monthly on our school loans.
We are praising God for a beautiful new place to live and friends and family that filled it this past weekend.
We are praising God that He has put us in a great church-plant where we can engage in ministry and fellowship similar to that we will be involved with in France.
We are praising God for the transforming power of His Word and pray that He continues to draw out our impurities and refine us daily as we look into scripture and seek to reflect His image more closely.
Thank you for praising Him with us!
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Come for a visit, a meal or more at our new place - 2173 Rose Lane, Hellertown, PA 18055
We are praising God that our financial support has reached 56%. We have been blessed by the monthly support committments of friends, family and our church family.
We are praising God that we have enough money saved to finish paying off our grad. school tuition and can begin increasing the amount we pay monthly on our school loans.
We are praising God for a beautiful new place to live and friends and family that filled it this past weekend.
We are praising God that He has put us in a great church-plant where we can engage in ministry and fellowship similar to that we will be involved with in France.
We are praising God for the transforming power of His Word and pray that He continues to draw out our impurities and refine us daily as we look into scripture and seek to reflect His image more closely.
Thank you for praising Him with us!
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Come for a visit, a meal or more at our new place - 2173 Rose Lane, Hellertown, PA 18055
5.10.09
We're not special.
Tonight we presented for the 2nd time at a church other than our home church. We were received warmly by the church Nate's parents ministered at 23 years ago. Many people present made a point to let Nate know they remember him from his younger years (he was 3!).
Pulling into the driveway of the church, Nate said, "This is weird." And it is. I felt that way last week while watching him preach. Sitting there in the front pew like a pretend pastor's wife I was thinking, "Is this for real? Is that my husband? What is he doing up there? What are we doing here? How did we get here?!?!" Honestly, I was having flashbacks to our years of dating; flying kites, playing chinese checkers, wiffleball, Creation... we're just kids... aren't we? When did we grow up enough to find ourselves speaking in churches?
Please don't let this sway your confidence in our calling - I really do believe we are called to full time ministry as church planters in France. But this whole process of getting there is incredibly surreal. We went from being normal, contributing church members to guest speakers and pulpit-fill overnight. These opportunities are great and we love (love, love!) meeting all these wonderful people - but who are we to be doing this?
As our departure date draws nearer, the realization that we aren't special and are completely inadequate grows and grows... and I'm OK with that. Our dependence needs to be on the Lord and the Lord alone.
If we come to your church - remember that we are normal people and that we want to know about you just as much as you want to know about us. What we're doing is different, sure, but what you're doing - the way that your ministering to your neighbors and taking care of your aging parents... that's something too! We aren't special. We're just going to move to France and not be special there instead of here.
Pulling into the driveway of the church, Nate said, "This is weird." And it is. I felt that way last week while watching him preach. Sitting there in the front pew like a pretend pastor's wife I was thinking, "Is this for real? Is that my husband? What is he doing up there? What are we doing here? How did we get here?!?!" Honestly, I was having flashbacks to our years of dating; flying kites, playing chinese checkers, wiffleball, Creation... we're just kids... aren't we? When did we grow up enough to find ourselves speaking in churches?
Please don't let this sway your confidence in our calling - I really do believe we are called to full time ministry as church planters in France. But this whole process of getting there is incredibly surreal. We went from being normal, contributing church members to guest speakers and pulpit-fill overnight. These opportunities are great and we love (love, love!) meeting all these wonderful people - but who are we to be doing this?
As our departure date draws nearer, the realization that we aren't special and are completely inadequate grows and grows... and I'm OK with that. Our dependence needs to be on the Lord and the Lord alone.
If we come to your church - remember that we are normal people and that we want to know about you just as much as you want to know about us. What we're doing is different, sure, but what you're doing - the way that your ministering to your neighbors and taking care of your aging parents... that's something too! We aren't special. We're just going to move to France and not be special there instead of here.
24.9.09
Why Plant Churches?
Erica and I have been taking part in a committee at our former church that helps as a resource to area church plants. Because we left this church to help with a church plant, we were asked to help give insight to the committee as well.
We recently discussed a Tim Keller article entitled "Why Plant Churches?" which can be read HERE.
Sparked by his thoughts, we discussed the meaning of the Great Commission last night. Those familiar words of Jesus in Matthew 28 say: "Therefore go and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, and teaching them to obey everything I have commanded you."
Too often in evangelical arenas, we see this purely as a call to evangelize. (I guess that's how we earned the name.) But it's much deeper than that, isn't it? We're called to make disciples, to baptize, and to teach.
As Keller notes and as we discussed, those three things happen best in the context of a church. A step further, many would agree that scripturally, these components should happen only in the context of a church! If that's hard to swallow, perhaps you could replace the word church with "community of believers." It is hard to deny that discipleship, baptism, and teaching, happen only in the context of community.
So the Great Commission then, the primary mission, is not merely evangelism but rather to assimilate people into communities of believers. This is why we believe church planting is so vital; we believe it is central to God's plan.
We recently discussed a Tim Keller article entitled "Why Plant Churches?" which can be read HERE.
Sparked by his thoughts, we discussed the meaning of the Great Commission last night. Those familiar words of Jesus in Matthew 28 say: "Therefore go and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, and teaching them to obey everything I have commanded you."
Too often in evangelical arenas, we see this purely as a call to evangelize. (I guess that's how we earned the name.) But it's much deeper than that, isn't it? We're called to make disciples, to baptize, and to teach.
As Keller notes and as we discussed, those three things happen best in the context of a church. A step further, many would agree that scripturally, these components should happen only in the context of a church! If that's hard to swallow, perhaps you could replace the word church with "community of believers." It is hard to deny that discipleship, baptism, and teaching, happen only in the context of community.
So the Great Commission then, the primary mission, is not merely evangelism but rather to assimilate people into communities of believers. This is why we believe church planting is so vital; we believe it is central to God's plan.
21.9.09
Some Great News
My classroom gets a weekly edition of Time Magazine for Kids to keep up with current events. This week's issue had one small blurb with a graph displaying the average hours of sleep in a night that a person gets in various countries. Surprisingly, the United States came in second place with an average of--I think--8.6 hours a night. I found that to be surprisingly high.
But the good news--the absolutely great news--is that France came in first place with an average of 8.8 hours a night! I think I was made for this culture. I can't wait to assimilate.
Granted, it's actually only a difference of 12 minutes. But in my mind, every little bit helps.
But the good news--the absolutely great news--is that France came in first place with an average of 8.8 hours a night! I think I was made for this culture. I can't wait to assimilate.
Granted, it's actually only a difference of 12 minutes. But in my mind, every little bit helps.
A little bit like facing a secret admirer...
I believe we've mentioned already how humbling the act of support raising is. In case you haven't been reading or didn't pick upon that detail, here it is again: Raising support is humbling. Each time we get notice that someone else has picked us up for support, we are humbled, but what we are finding even more humbling is thanking these people face to face.
Yesterday Nate and I discussed this on the way home from church. He said, "It's kind of like when you get a note from a secret admirer and you feel a little bit honored that someone would think like that towards you. But then, when it comes time to actually talk to the person face-to-face there is inevitable awkwardness."
True! While I don't remember ever having a secret admirer and am not sure what level of experience Nate has with admirers (though I should probably look into it), I think he might have nailed it. We are honored that people believe in the work Christ is doing in and through us enough to get behind us in prayer and financially, but to state our thanks publicly, face-to-face is so much more humbling than receiving the initial notice- even though we should be overjoyed to do so (and truly are on the inside!).
Notice: If you think God's calling you to fully-supported missions work, check your pride at the door and prepare to practice the interdependence talked about in 1 Corinthians 12.
With that said, we are so appreciative of those who have expressed and engaged in support already and are eager to continue building relationships with all of you who are now an active part of our team.
(support update: 51.7%)
Yesterday Nate and I discussed this on the way home from church. He said, "It's kind of like when you get a note from a secret admirer and you feel a little bit honored that someone would think like that towards you. But then, when it comes time to actually talk to the person face-to-face there is inevitable awkwardness."
True! While I don't remember ever having a secret admirer and am not sure what level of experience Nate has with admirers (though I should probably look into it), I think he might have nailed it. We are honored that people believe in the work Christ is doing in and through us enough to get behind us in prayer and financially, but to state our thanks publicly, face-to-face is so much more humbling than receiving the initial notice- even though we should be overjoyed to do so (and truly are on the inside!).
Notice: If you think God's calling you to fully-supported missions work, check your pride at the door and prepare to practice the interdependence talked about in 1 Corinthians 12.
With that said, we are so appreciative of those who have expressed and engaged in support already and are eager to continue building relationships with all of you who are now an active part of our team.
(support update: 51.7%)
18.9.09
Life Goes to a Party
This morning on the first leg of my commute to work, I was considering with regret the fact that when life gets busy with work, ministry, social events and obligations, my study of Scripture and personal prayer time take a nose dive. It's not merely unfortunate - it is completely the reverse of how the situation should be. I believe it was Luther who said something along the lines of, "I pray for two hours daily and on busy days, I pray for four." That man had the right perspective.
After stewing in my thoughts, I flipped on the radio to a local Christian station (WJCS 89.3) where I interned in college and dove into the middle of a sermon on the importance of prayer. I was listening intently, jiving deeply with what was being taught when jazz music began running interference. This isn't uncommon - I usually begin losing that station 1/3 of the way into my trip, but today it was especially frustrating because I wanted to hear the end of the sermon. The preacher would say two lines, then I'd get a few measures of a clarinet riff, talking, clarinet, talking, clarinet, etc. until it was less and less talking and more and more clarinet.
When the song ended the announcer stated it was Benny Goodman's, "Life Goes to a Party." For some reason this struck me as being so appropriate; that a sermon on prayer was interrupted by a song with this title. The song was great, don't get me wrong. Very upbeat and fun; great jazz. But isn't that just it? When our lives get busy with fun things, with work, even with ministry, how often does it distract us from focusing on studying the Word and committing ourselves to prayer?
I don't know about you, but lately, my life has gone to a party and my mind and focus on God has gone with it. Yes, there you have it, a true confession from a future missionary.
Lord, take my eyes and fix them on You. Help me not sway from standing on Your Word and Truth. God, enable me to block out the enemy's distractions and focus solely on You. Help me prioritize my day with you at the forefront of each to-do.
After stewing in my thoughts, I flipped on the radio to a local Christian station (WJCS 89.3) where I interned in college and dove into the middle of a sermon on the importance of prayer. I was listening intently, jiving deeply with what was being taught when jazz music began running interference. This isn't uncommon - I usually begin losing that station 1/3 of the way into my trip, but today it was especially frustrating because I wanted to hear the end of the sermon. The preacher would say two lines, then I'd get a few measures of a clarinet riff, talking, clarinet, talking, clarinet, etc. until it was less and less talking and more and more clarinet.
When the song ended the announcer stated it was Benny Goodman's, "Life Goes to a Party." For some reason this struck me as being so appropriate; that a sermon on prayer was interrupted by a song with this title. The song was great, don't get me wrong. Very upbeat and fun; great jazz. But isn't that just it? When our lives get busy with fun things, with work, even with ministry, how often does it distract us from focusing on studying the Word and committing ourselves to prayer?
I don't know about you, but lately, my life has gone to a party and my mind and focus on God has gone with it. Yes, there you have it, a true confession from a future missionary.
Lord, take my eyes and fix them on You. Help me not sway from standing on Your Word and Truth. God, enable me to block out the enemy's distractions and focus solely on You. Help me prioritize my day with you at the forefront of each to-do.
16.9.09
51!
Short story: We hit 51% today! Amazing!!!
Long story: One of the benefits of working at the World Team US office is that I have a mailbox right down the hall from the donor services dept. (aka Julie & Steve). Being the nice, considerate folks they are, they take extra care to copy the pledges that come in and slip them into my mailbox so I have an extremely up-to-date understanding of how we are doing in our monthly support goal.
The last few weeks have stirred up many emotions when I approach my mailbox; excitement, anticipation... all the normal ones. When there is something there for me to pull out, my emotions go crazy. I have been overwhelmed by the idea that people believe in what the Lord is calling us to do and are actively supporting us in getting to the field with their resources. I have been humbled by those very same things, sad that I can't really reciprocate the gifts, happy that we are moving towards our goal... all of these things and more.
Today I visited my mailbox 2 times to find nothing there and then, the 3rd time I passed by I noticed some paper sticking out. I couldn't take those last few steps fast enough. When I got their I pulled out two slips of paper documenting the monthly gifts of one family from each of our supporting churches. I made my way down the hall to say thanks to Julie and after giving her a quick hug she rifled through some papers on her desk and pulled out one more - a pledge from a college friend. What beauty! What blessing! To have our lives woven with the lives of these very different people representing very different aspects of the Body of Christ and our walk with Him.
I was so overjoyed. I walked down the hall beaming all the way, brimming with excitement. I stopped in Cindy's office to share the good news. She jumped up from her desk and gave me a big hug, by which time I was literally jumping up and down and had teary eyes from being so happy. It's happening! We're going! I wasn't sure of the exact percentage (my mental math is good, but not that good) so I ran downstairs and whipped out my calculator. After some quick figuring the numbers came out to show we went up 1.99% putting us OVER 50% to 51%!
I emailed Cindy to give her the cold-hard-facts and she emailed back that this was "cause for celebration." A couple hours later there was another more mysterious email directing me to go look on the desk of an empty office next to mine. Upon looking, I found a chocolate cupcake with white frosting and a blue 51 written in icing on top. It was perfect. Very celebratory :)
Long story: One of the benefits of working at the World Team US office is that I have a mailbox right down the hall from the donor services dept. (aka Julie & Steve). Being the nice, considerate folks they are, they take extra care to copy the pledges that come in and slip them into my mailbox so I have an extremely up-to-date understanding of how we are doing in our monthly support goal.
The last few weeks have stirred up many emotions when I approach my mailbox; excitement, anticipation... all the normal ones. When there is something there for me to pull out, my emotions go crazy. I have been overwhelmed by the idea that people believe in what the Lord is calling us to do and are actively supporting us in getting to the field with their resources. I have been humbled by those very same things, sad that I can't really reciprocate the gifts, happy that we are moving towards our goal... all of these things and more.
Today I visited my mailbox 2 times to find nothing there and then, the 3rd time I passed by I noticed some paper sticking out. I couldn't take those last few steps fast enough. When I got their I pulled out two slips of paper documenting the monthly gifts of one family from each of our supporting churches. I made my way down the hall to say thanks to Julie and after giving her a quick hug she rifled through some papers on her desk and pulled out one more - a pledge from a college friend. What beauty! What blessing! To have our lives woven with the lives of these very different people representing very different aspects of the Body of Christ and our walk with Him.
I was so overjoyed. I walked down the hall beaming all the way, brimming with excitement. I stopped in Cindy's office to share the good news. She jumped up from her desk and gave me a big hug, by which time I was literally jumping up and down and had teary eyes from being so happy. It's happening! We're going! I wasn't sure of the exact percentage (my mental math is good, but not that good) so I ran downstairs and whipped out my calculator. After some quick figuring the numbers came out to show we went up 1.99% putting us OVER 50% to 51%!
I emailed Cindy to give her the cold-hard-facts and she emailed back that this was "cause for celebration." A couple hours later there was another more mysterious email directing me to go look on the desk of an empty office next to mine. Upon looking, I found a chocolate cupcake with white frosting and a blue 51 written in icing on top. It was perfect. Very celebratory :)
5.9.09
The Question of Keeping Memories
So, we are packing. A little premature you ask? Yes. We're actually packing up our office/storage closet in anticipation of a move come early October. We've decided to use the opportunity as a stage 1 phase 1 purge in preparation for our move to France. Yikes.
As we sort through books, textbooks, binders from college, and miscellaneous useful items (camping gear, gasoline container, basketball pump, etc) and other miscellaneous fun items (kites, homemade ice cream ball maker, children's books, etc) we come across mementos of our growing up and dating years. Collages of photos that hung on our walls in college full of our friend's faces and reminders of fun times together, writing folders from honors English in 11th grade, lovingly decorated envelopes that held the handmade gifts Nate sent me in college, pictures we drew, poems we wrote, etc....
How do missionaries keep their memories? When we stumble across each of these items, it triggers a fun remembrance that we wouldn't have thought of without the tangible item. Some of them are things that would be fun to show kids or grand kids someday. Granted - neither one of us want to be pack-rats (though it's in our genes on both sides! sorry parents :) ), we really do want to get rid of unnecessary earthly items and not pay money to store stuff as so many Americans do and we don't want to load down our parent's basements with boxes that may not be returned to for a decade or two. However, we are both incredibly nostalgic and love finding things from our parents and grand parents growing up years and would love to leave the same treasures (?) for the generations that come after us. This presents quite a dilemma!
If you have suggestions - please share them! If we're being silly and ignorant of the fact that Christ could come at any time and none of these things will have material or sentimental value then put us in our place (gently please!).
As we sort through books, textbooks, binders from college, and miscellaneous useful items (camping gear, gasoline container, basketball pump, etc) and other miscellaneous fun items (kites, homemade ice cream ball maker, children's books, etc) we come across mementos of our growing up and dating years. Collages of photos that hung on our walls in college full of our friend's faces and reminders of fun times together, writing folders from honors English in 11th grade, lovingly decorated envelopes that held the handmade gifts Nate sent me in college, pictures we drew, poems we wrote, etc....
How do missionaries keep their memories? When we stumble across each of these items, it triggers a fun remembrance that we wouldn't have thought of without the tangible item. Some of them are things that would be fun to show kids or grand kids someday. Granted - neither one of us want to be pack-rats (though it's in our genes on both sides! sorry parents :) ), we really do want to get rid of unnecessary earthly items and not pay money to store stuff as so many Americans do and we don't want to load down our parent's basements with boxes that may not be returned to for a decade or two. However, we are both incredibly nostalgic and love finding things from our parents and grand parents growing up years and would love to leave the same treasures (?) for the generations that come after us. This presents quite a dilemma!
If you have suggestions - please share them! If we're being silly and ignorant of the fact that Christ could come at any time and none of these things will have material or sentimental value then put us in our place (gently please!).
2.9.09
yep... still going...
Hi! Sorry we've been lax in posting. We are still going to France though and are pretty excited about it. Thanks to all those who have been sending in your support cards - what an amazingly humbling way to be blessed by the body of Christ. Seeing your commitments to pray and give financially are making this all very real and raising our excitement daily... Thank you! We have just about hit the 50% mark for our monthly support and are celebrating each fraction of a percent :) It all adds up!
Speaking of celebrations... On August 15th my youngest brother Wes married a great girl named Roshelle who we welcomed into the family with open arms. It was a special, (hot), God-honoring day and as far as I could tell, a fun time was had by all. My grandfather Ad would have been seriously proud.
So other than those life-changing things, nothing much new to report. Work, grad. school, Nate's students return for their first day tomorrow and he mailed in his final for his most recent class yesterday. Fall is shaping up to be B-U-S-Y. Busy. Travel for my job, travel for speaking engagements (keep 'em coming!), visits from friends (keep those coming too!) a possible move to Hellertown... busy. Don't let our busy-ness deter you from calling, writing and inviting yourself over. People are important to us and we want to continue making relationships a priority!
If you're the praying type...
Speaking of celebrations... On August 15th my youngest brother Wes married a great girl named Roshelle who we welcomed into the family with open arms. It was a special, (hot), God-honoring day and as far as I could tell, a fun time was had by all. My grandfather Ad would have been seriously proud.
So other than those life-changing things, nothing much new to report. Work, grad. school, Nate's students return for their first day tomorrow and he mailed in his final for his most recent class yesterday. Fall is shaping up to be B-U-S-Y. Busy. Travel for my job, travel for speaking engagements (keep 'em coming!), visits from friends (keep those coming too!) a possible move to Hellertown... busy. Don't let our busy-ness deter you from calling, writing and inviting yourself over. People are important to us and we want to continue making relationships a priority!
If you're the praying type...
- Pray for us as we make our schedule - that the Lord would guide our decision making and help us choose where to invest our "spare" time.
- Pray for Nate to make a great impact in the lives of his students and co-workers
- Please pray for the Life Transformation Groups that are starting at our church, Saucon Community BFC. We are praying for the Lord to work mightily to develop individuals through these small, self-multiplying, discipleship groups that meet weekly.
- Pray that we continue to submit ourselves daily to the Lord that He might mold and shape us to reflect more of His image.
25.8.09
The Official 'Name Our Blog' Contest!!!!
We started this blog as a way to document our summer in France a couple of years ago. When trying to think of a title, the fun little saying we had heard a few years prior came to mind. "Les grands esprits se recontrent" literally means "Great spirits meet each other." It's the French way of saying "Great minds think alike."
Now that things have progressed, this blog isn't just a fun little tribute to adventures in France anymore. The title doesn't really apply. (Maybe it never did.)
So, any ideas for renaming it?
We'll have a contest!
If you win, you'll receive the illustrious opportunity of telling people, "I gave them the title for their blog." Your friends will be so impressed!
Now that things have progressed, this blog isn't just a fun little tribute to adventures in France anymore. The title doesn't really apply. (Maybe it never did.)
So, any ideas for renaming it?
We'll have a contest!
If you win, you'll receive the illustrious opportunity of telling people, "I gave them the title for their blog." Your friends will be so impressed!
24.8.09
France Night with the Young Adults
I'm pretty sure it was record attendance at our Bible study last night. It could have been because of France Night, or maybe it was just that week where all the college students come to say goodbye before leaving and all the new people for some reason show up on the same night. There was another room with people even besides the ones pictured!
Heather headed up the kitchen like a regular French chef and we got some delicious food out of the deal. Lots of crepes, a goat cheese and tomato tarte, a lemon tarte, baguettes, and a lot more. Thanks to the Bucks and everyone else who helped in there. It was perfect!
I taught from 2 Corinthians 5, how we have been reconciled to God, and that goes hand in hand with helping to reconcile others. Our salvation is inseparable from the mission, but just as our salvation comes wholly through Jesus Christ, so does our competence for the mission. We need him every day.
Then we shared all about France. When we mentioned ways to partner with us, Erica put on her recruiter hat and told the group they could join our team. In most groups, this would sound a little preposterous. But in a group that is so focused on God's calling at an age where anything is possible, we could see some exciting results. Several people told us afterward that they wanted to talk more. It is exciting to wonder who else God may be calling out of this group.
Thanks to everyone who came and listened, to everyone who helped in putting it together. It was a blessing to us.
Heather headed up the kitchen like a regular French chef and we got some delicious food out of the deal. Lots of crepes, a goat cheese and tomato tarte, a lemon tarte, baguettes, and a lot more. Thanks to the Bucks and everyone else who helped in there. It was perfect!
I taught from 2 Corinthians 5, how we have been reconciled to God, and that goes hand in hand with helping to reconcile others. Our salvation is inseparable from the mission, but just as our salvation comes wholly through Jesus Christ, so does our competence for the mission. We need him every day.Then we shared all about France. When we mentioned ways to partner with us, Erica put on her recruiter hat and told the group they could join our team. In most groups, this would sound a little preposterous. But in a group that is so focused on God's calling at an age where anything is possible, we could see some exciting results. Several people told us afterward that they wanted to talk more. It is exciting to wonder who else God may be calling out of this group.
Thanks to everyone who came and listened, to everyone who helped in putting it together. It was a blessing to us.
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