The Follow up Post… 

Dear friends, 

to those who read and prayer alongside me, 

Thank you. 

God truly answered our prayers & our major concern (with the border soldiers) have been resolved. We were raya visiting with one of my student’s family who happened to have connections with the commander at the border. This neighbour travelled 3 hours to the border and another 3 hours back to get us our identity cards which had been held by the soldiers at the border. Talk about going the extra mile. This was on the 3rd day of Hari Raya, and Raya celebrations usually go up to a week with the first few days being the busiest. We are just grateful & thankful.

It also gives me a glimmer of hope that relationships are being built & that our work is somehow being recognised and appreciated (this cute pak cik informed the commander that I am teaching his son to speak English. The commander then replied saying that I should come and give all of them lessons too. Hallelujah!) 

Our water is slowly returning and we are able to get cooking/cleaning and washing again (mostly at odd hours, 10:30pm is the time to get laundry done 😁). 

Thanks friends, for praying and for your love. We appreciate it. 

I’m Tired Today 

Today’s one of those days where I’m so tired that I can’t even cry. 

Our life here sometimes feels like an Amazing Race or a Survival Boot Camp except that our challenges do not last for a month or two. They are continual, this is a marathon. 

It’s just one of those days where we are both battling a cold and tired from a long trip back home. The soldiers at the border did not treat us well this time & were expecting a bribe during this festive season. It was stressful and very draining

We came home to find an unexpected water disruption and for the past 2 days, I’ve not been able to cook or clean and our laundry from the past 4 days (we have been away & I’ve also had to change our bed linen) is accumulating – 2 baskets full. The weather has been harsh with very little or no rain, and this exacerbates our physical discomfort and makes recovery slow

I’m feeling tired, disorganised and disoriented. 

This is just one of those days. 

I hope tomorrow will be a better day. Pray for us. 

Climbing Higher

We don’t choose to go to the “end of the earth”. It is not a pleasant place. We don’t belong there. We miss our home. But we go. And yet, if we go, we want to see some fruit while we are there. We want it to be a garden place where many souls find salvation in our Lord. We want it to blossom. While we don’t want to be there, at least let it be changed into something more tolerable for us. Let it be more like home. Don’t let it continue to be the “end of the earth”. And yet, it is the “end of the earth”.

What can we do? Go home?

Was that the prayer of the psalmist? No! He did not ask to go home. He did not ask for a successful ministry. He did not even ask to be happy. What did he ask? The psalmist wrote, “lead thou me to the rock that is higher than I”. He discovered the secret of climbing higher.

Roger Dixon
Climbing Higher

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Beautiful picture taken by my brother, Dave

The Summons

Will you come and follow Me
if I but call your name?
Will you go where you don’t know
and never be the same?
Will you let My love be shown?
Will you let My name be known?
Will you let My life be grown
in you and you in Me?

Will you leave yourself behind
if I but call your name?
Will you care for cruel and kind
and never be the same?
Will you risk the hostile stare?
Should your life attract or scare?
Will you let Me answer pray’r
in you and you in Me?
Will you let the blinded see
if I but call your name?
Will you set the pris’ners free
and never be the same?
Will you kiss the leper clean,
and do such as this unseen,
and admit to what I mean
in you and you in Me?

Will you love the ‘you’ you hide
if I but call your name?
Will you quell the fear inside
and never be the same?
Will you use the faith you’ve found
to reshape the world around
through My sight and touch and sound
in you and you in Me?

Lord, Your summons echoes true
when You but call my name
Let me turn and follow You
and never be the same
In Your company i’ll go
Where Your love and footsteps show
Thus i’ll move and live and grow
in You and You in me..

John L. Bell