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The Mission

God has called us, Luke and Jamie, to take the Gospel of Christ and the hope of His saving grace to a people group in Malawi, Africa that is currently unreached (does not have a significant movement of Christ). He has asked us to use our gifts to work with and disciple children, raising up a hope-filled generation devoted to Christ and actively sharing their faith and hope with others. Though we alone are not able to accomplish this task, we know that through the partnership of individuals, families, and church bodies, Christ will work through all of us together to accomplish His task.

Thank you to those that have already joined this partnership. You are an encouragement to us. If you would like to join us, please send us a note or click on the link above to donate.


To Be Significant – by Jamie

Are we significant?

Lately I have been thinking a lot about what makes a person significant. Does significance rely on how much money you make? Is it based on your position at work? Is it based on how many people you brought to Christ or how big your church is?

Something I struggle with is jealousy and never feeling like what I am doing is good enough. I have been in ministry for many years now, but many days I struggle with this. Is what I am doing enough? Should I be doing more? Am I significant in the kingdom of God?

Proverbs 19:21

Many are the plans in a person’s heart, but it is the Lord’s purpose that prevails.

For so many years of my life I lived doing the things that I thought others wanted me to be doing. This people pleasing continued on in my Christian years. I dressed the way people thought I should, I did my devotional life the way people thought I should, and I said the things people thought I should say, and I made my children act the way everyone else thought they should.

About 4 years ago. I realized I didn’t even know who I was and what I really liked. I had been what so many people wanted me to be. But who was I really? I realized that if my focus was on what God wanted, then that is all that really mattered. But truthfully I still struggle with significance and jealousy on a daily basis.

Romans 8:28

And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who has been called according to his purpose.

The other night I was sitting in my kitchen and Satan was speaking so many lies to me. And I was letting him win. I felt so insignificant. I felt that I was not doing what I was supposed to be doing at all. I felt like I was not doing enough for the kingdom. I haven’t saved enough people and I wasn’t advancing the kingdom of God. The Lord in his kind voice spoke to me and asked me “Jamie! All the people that you are helping, are you telling me they are not significant?”


We are significant when we are doing what God wants us to be doing. There are so many people in my life that are greatly significant to me and to God. They’re not missionaries, they’re not pastors, they are not rich and they are not CEOs, they are moms, children, farmers, and career professionals. Most of them are ordinary in the public eye. But they are significant to God and to many others. If you are doing what God is wanting you to do, then you are significant in the Kingdom of God. If you are not doing what God has created you to do, then start doing it now. If he calls you to do it, he will see you through it.

So be present. Cherish every single moment for the glory of God. Sometimes you might be knee deep in God’s work. This is significant. Maybe your day might look like mine sometimes, where all you do is take care of the kids and fold a load of laundry. This is significant. Choose to be significant every day no matter what you do.


Ever since Mark was little, he was dragged to wherever we were going. So naturally when we arrived here, that is what we did. Mark is a light to people. But Mark shines when he is comfortable. When he is confident in his skin, Jesus shines through him. Mark is not confident doing very much ministry here. He is a very sensitive boy and his heart struggles with the poverty and the difference in culture that he sees all around him. Right now he can’t see through that to let his light shine. Right now we know that sometimes we do ministry together and sometimes we don’t. We are in this together but that doesn’t mean we always have to do it together. Mark shines here when he gets to lead and teach others about Jesus and we love when he gets to show that.


Mimi loves people. She spreads joy just by being her. She isn’t afraid to just share all of herself with everyone. Miriam is who God wants her to be and in her simplicity she spread’s joy to the world.


Aaron is loved by everyone that he meets. We cannot walk past a person where he doesn’t bring a smile to their face. I wasn’t sure how adding Aaron to our mix was going to change our ministry. He drastically changes our days but Aaron is opening doors up for me that were closed before. We were doing ministry in one of the villages and Aaron was fussy. So I took him to the car to feed him some baby food. All the moms gathered around and asked what that was and how I made it.  Aaron is helping me connect with moms in a way I never could before. He helps people see me as a mom and someone that loves being here. Please pray for me to start leading in ways that God is guiding me.


My children are significant when I teach them about Jesus and how to shine the light of Jesus and share his love with others. The children I minister to are significant. You are significant and I am significant in the Kingdom of God. Serve him confidently and boldly and let his light shine wherever you go.

1 Thessalonians 5:16-18

Rejoice always, pray continually, give thanks in all circumstances; for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus.

And if you missed Luke’s last blog post, it is really good. See it here.

 The Dry Season -by Luke

What does it feel like to not have rain for eight months? There is a LOT of dust. The roofs all become one color, brown. The plants all become one color, brown. Most lawns do not consist of grass, just dirt. We mop the house multiple times a week, our feet won’t come clean, and when you blow your nose the snot is dark. (The one on the right has been scrubbed!!)


One of the things in the midst of Malawi’s dry season that really fascinates me is the mango tree. During the rainy season, it grows some leaves but no fruit. Then during the dry season that follows, it loses a lot of leaves.


Then after six months of no rain, it starts to grow leaves again and it flowers.


The most fascinating part is that after eight months of no rain, during the hottest months of the year, it grows big juicy fruits. In order for the tree to grow fruit it must have a water source. Last year most of the wells here in Malawi were dry due to two seasons without much rain. The water dam that produces electricity was almost dry and we were without power for 20+ hours per day, and yet the tree in our front yard produced more mangoes than the year before, juicy sweet fruit. Where does the water come from? There must be a root that goes down deep into the earth to find water. It reminds me that God created the mango tree to be able to survive in this climate. And He created all things to survive in the climate in which he placed them. And he Created man and all of our intricacies. And I don’t believe that the creation of man was a one-time thing, it is a continual creation of the person we are and will become.

Sometimes I feel like I am in a dry season. There isn’t a lot going on in my life, it feels like my life is covered in dust, and I am just dirty. 2015 was one of those seasons. Before coming to Malawi, I had left my job to be able to focus on developing partnerships and we had not raised enough money to move to Malawi. It was a strange feeling not having full time work. And then after arriving in Malawi we were getting our house set up, getting settled and learning the basics of the Chichewa language. We weren’t working with the kids yet. I didn’t understand why God had put me in a place that felt so dry. I heard the term ‘ambiguous loss’ from someone else and it explained exactly what I was feeling. I had lost the regularity of work and feeling like I had a purpose but I had not started the next phase of ministry. It was a season where my work was purely transitioning, for months. Yes, missionaries have ‘dry seasons’ too.


But just like the Mango tree, I was in a season where I was losing my leaves. My roots had to go very deep in order to survive. But during this dry time God was doing some preparation work in me and my roots had to go deep. First, the preparations included building relationships with people. This is something that I don’t do well, but without it here, we never would have met the right people to get started with our current ministries. Without relationships, we would not have the partners needed to fund the ministry we are doing.


Second, my joy for working with kids was rekindled. I longed to just go play games and run. Third, my faith and trust had also increased during this time. I know that the waiting was part of His plan and without the preparation season we would not be where we are with the ministries. I just needed to wait on God’s timing for the fruit. But I put my faith and trust in Him. Now we have begun the ministries and the fruit is coming. We see the children at Chankhungu Orphan Care Center preschool growing in their development and the teachers are using some of the educational tools that we have taught them. We see the relationships we have developed at GOGO orphanage.


Who am I to question God’s timing and judgement? I can’t! I won’t! He is all knowing. His love is deeper than any of us can imagine. Our minds are very finite and cannot fathom His greatness. When I am dry, He will fill my cup in His timing.

If you feel like you are dry, be patient. Keep pushing on and put your roots deep. God is still alive and working in you. Things can get gross, like our feet, and you may feel like it will never come clean. Do not fear. God’s love never fails.

Teaching – By Jamie

When I graduated from High School, everyone said I should go to college and become a music teacher. But when you’re 18 and wanting to claim your independence you don’t want to do what everybody else says that you should do. I graduated from Illinois State University with a degree as a Certified Recreational Therapy Specialist.

I remember when I first started learning about recreational therapy. I said “I can do this, but I won’t work with people with disabilities,” but the rest sounded great. Well, when I was in college I fell in love with working with people that are different from me. I loved seeing the way that God creates people and really seeing what was going on and not just what everyone else was seeing. That degree started my love for teaching and my passion for learning how to love people.


I thought hard of going back for my teaching degree several times, but just never felt complete peace about it. But I love teaching. I am glad of all the neat opportunities I have had over the years to teach kids and to learn from so many other people. In my heart I have a teacher’s heart and love seeing kids learn new things in their own individual ways.


Luke also has a wonderful teacher’s heart so it was a very easy fit for us to start working in preschools and with children here in Malawi. In our first year here we were able to observe so many preschool classes and hear about so many needs. One of the needs is the training of preschool teachers. In some areas there are no preschool teachers, so the kids start school at Standard 1, very similar to the American Grade 1. This is so hard for the children when they haven’t been exposed to any teaching and then start with over 100 kids in their class. To graduate from High School they need to be fluent in English so it is so important for them to start learning it early.


We have been going to a wonderful preschool once a week for about a year now. This is helping us to learn new songs, practice our Chichewa, and learn new teaching techniques. But it also gives us an opportunity to test out some American ideas and see if they work in Malawi. So right now I am in the process of creating a Chichewa preschool curriculum. A curriculum in Chichewa but that teaches the children the English alphabet and some English words. Our hope is then to be able to train many preschool teachers so kids can continue to learn at early ages and they can continue to excel in their academic growth.


Teaching is one of our pure joys every week. The preschool, Chankungu, that we teach has around 150 kids in it with only two teachers, the children range from 2 to 5 years old. There are some days when we are there and one teacher is gone so we teach about 60 to 70 kids by ourselves. It is very interesting with our limited Chichewa, but it works, and we are learning Chichewa faster because of it.


The preschools we work with do not have very many supplies. They have a one chalkboard and chalk and some pencils and paper. And even with these supplies there isn’t enough to go around. Luke was able to make chalkboards for about 90 of the kids. This has been so exciting for them, now all of the children have been able to practice their writing and alphabet skills. Luke does chalkboard writing with them every single week. He loves working on the shapes and letters with them. The older class is really been able to excel on these skills.

“Lembani lembo E”

(Write the letter E)


Every week we have been breaking them up into smaller groups so that way we can help teach them more hands on skills. Something I can’t put into words is seeing a child play with play-dough or color with crayons for the first time. I love this time because we can do some real hand on skills with them and continue to work on simple preschool skills, on a weekly basis. Mark’s school is on break but most governmental schools are in session until the end of July, so Mark has been going with us and loves helping the kids.


We are so thankful for all of you that donated all the wonderful school supplies. We received over 200lbs of pencils, glue sticks, pencil sharpeners, crayons, and so much more. There have been so many more things I have been able to do and share with others with all the additional supplies. Because of all the wonderful donations, in September when school starts up again, we are going to be able to give school supplies to some that have never had them before. Please be praying with us in this adventure we are on and that God will continue to guide our paths.


Weekly I am able to teach a Sunday school class for 2-5 year olds. We are also helping develop a curriculum for the Anglican Church to teach in Sunday schools. I have taught preschool and Sunday school classes for years, but developing curriculum is a new concept to me. God has definitely taken me on many journeys, sometimes I feel privileged to have had so many different careers. But he continues to teach me to follow him and when he asks you to do something, he will help you to complete it.


Some days are hard and I am lonely and wonder if we can do this. But then when a little boy yells, “House!” at a picture of a house. Or you hear the kids talk about how God is our friend, our comforter, and our provider. I remember why God calls us here. My next post is going to be on significance and serving God where you are. I pray that you all are continuing on your own journeys that the Lord is taking you on and that you know that he is going to be there with you every step of the way.

“Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. Do not be terrified; do not be discouraged, for the Lord your God will be with you wherever you go.” Joshua 1:9




What I have learned from my kids. Love, Joy, Hope, and Peace -by Jamie

When we started off on this parenting journey 9 years ago we were so full of excitement. Being a mommy has had some wonderful moments. Seeing Mark run around camp and him loving to swim in his daddy’s pool ever since he was a few months old has brought me a lot of joy. There are also so many moments that I never saw coming. Like the time I thought I had a milk jug leaking in my shopping cart, but I realized that my 3 year old daughter just peed all over the Walmart store floor. I say things on a daily basis that I never every thought I would say, like, “We do not throw orange seeds at your brother.” or “It is best not to give someone money for a piece of trash they found on the bus floor.” And the teachable moments are never ending. Like the time Mark learned that you don’t go to the bathroom and brush your teeth at the same time, because you might need to get a new toothbrush after dropping the old one in the toilet.


We have been in elementary school mode for the last few years so these past 4 months of having a new addition has really changed our world. 9 years is a long time to not raise a baby. There are so many things I have forgotten. I am grateful for all the moms that let me help take care of their little ones at the child care center I worked at or I would be lost right now.


But over all these last few months I am in awe of my father’s heavenly love for me. I also have had some very humbling moments of being a mom of a newborn. It has also been a time of reflection of these past 9 years of being a mommy and all the different adventures God has taken us on. When we got married I have to admit my dream wasn’t the family that I have. Our family didn’t happen the way I had planned, but God’s ways are always better than ours. Here are the ways my children have taught me Love, Joy, Hope, and Peace.


Mark has taught me and continues to teach me about love. He was the one that first made me a mom. It was love at first sight for us. Most days he is easy to love but some days it is hard. He has taught me how much you can love someone no matter what they do. He has also taught me that sometimes we are put in situations we may not like, but just to love them through it. Mark has had one of the hardest adjustment here in Malawi. It has been hard watching someone struggle that you love so much. But over the last few months he is doing so much better in realizing it isn’t as bad as sometimes he thinks it is. He is finding his place here and he is realizing that the world is bigger than just him. I love him so much and can’t wait to see what God does with him on a daily basis and what God will continue to do through him.


Miriam teaches me daily to have Joy no matter what life throws your way. I have never seen anyone that lives with as much joy as she does. She just learned to spell the Joy in her name so she writes it on everything and I love seeing that. The first 2 months back was an adjustment, as any change is for her. We decided in January that for the next school year we were going to homeschool Miriam. I was never one of those moms that wanted to homeschool and I never thought I could homeschool Miriam. But we both enjoy it very much and she is learning so much. I love how she teaches me that even if things don’t go as expected, to have joy through any situation.


Hope was the lesson I learned from the 2 babies I never got to hold. I have never really talked about it too much but those first 18 months after the miscarriages were a raw time in my life. I was in so much pain but instead of dealing with it I ignored it and just pretended like I was fine. In about the 18 month period after the miscarriages my sister got pregnant. I didn’t handle it very well, I loved her so much but I was so jealous and it made my pain almost unbearable. But I am so very thankful for baby Josiah. He made me deal with my grief and in some ways I feel he saved me from a very dark path I was headed down. But after I started healing the Lord gave me Hope. Hope that even though things may not always go the ways you think they should but that God always has you in the palm of his hands. Hope that he knows better than me even when we don’t understand it. I now know that even in your despair God can bring healing, hope, and peace


Peace is what I continue to learn from Aaron. He is the baby I really never thought I would have. He gives me peace that my heavenly father loves me unconditionally. Aaron was so active in the womb, it gave me such peace I never had to worry about him. On February 8th he came out suddenly and it didn’t really feel peaceful at all. He came out so angry he screamed for 30 minutes straight. But as soon as they placed him in my arms he stopped crying and there was an overwhelming peace that we could do this. We prayed the entire pregnancy for peace. My selfish prayer was one that I would have a nice chill baby. Well, he is not. He is so incredibly loud all the time, you cannot leave him in a room by himself without him throwing a fit, and he wants held the majority of the time. But when he smiles at you it melts your heart. When he is so happy to see us after a nap he almost starts jumping up and down. He is a big boy, strong, and healthy. God made him full of personality and able to stand his ground in this crazy family of ours. Peace does not always mean calm. Just as Jesus is called the Prince of Peace but yet he overturned tables and started quarrels among leaders. God may not have answered my selfish prayer for a baby of calm, but he did give me a baby that brings peace.


So like I said in the beginning, I never imagined my life would consist of a 9 year old, an 8 year old with disabilities, two babies I never got to hold, and a newborn. But it is my family and I am so blessed for all my children.



Family and America -by Jamie

A very common question that people ask us is, “What is the thing you miss the most about America when you are in Malawi?” The top answer is always family and friends. It was so amazing getting off of the airplane and giving my mom and Dan, my step-dad, a great big hug. We even got to see some of my nephews and my sister and brother-in-law that day.


(Mark was so sleepy from traveling he slept through dinner)

It had been such a very long time since I had lived with my mom and Dan, I wasn’t sure how it would go. But it was an amazing blessing and I will treasure those 3 months. I am so glad that we got to do life with them.

We were able travel a little bit and go to Lafayette and Camp Tecumseh a few times, but pregnancy and a newborn limited our travels. We were not able to sit down with all the people we had hoped but we were able to connect with many dear friends of ours.


(Having Christmas with family a few weeks late)

Another common question is, “What is your favorite restaurant or store that you missed?” I have a hard time picking just one, but now that we are back in Malawi I would say that I miss the convenience and variety of America. I miss just being able to go to the store and get whatever you want or go to the grocery store and get what we are hungry for that day. I miss just being able to run through a drive through when it has been a long day. Or having lots and lots of options of restaurants to eat at. Just to show an example. Luke went shopping today and in 3 stores he could not find any sugar, flour, or bread. They probably will have it tomorrow but there was one time we couldn’t find ranch dressing anywhere for over 3 months. At my mom’s house we had a recliner in our room and Aaron loves to rock. Someone gave us some money and we were excited to buy one here. We looked at over 10 stores we could not find one that was not part of a set. So then we had to go to 3 different carpenters to have one made. It won’t be a recliner but it will be a rocking chair and it will take 3 weeks to get.


(These dear partners drove 2.5 hours just to see us)

Our calendar was very busy. We had a speaking engagements almost every Sunday and many throughout the week. This was a blessing to us to be able to share about our time in Malawi with so many people. We were able to meet so many new and amazing people and share our hearts with them. It was also neat to see Luke grow in his presentation and speaking ability. When you do so many of them you get pretty good by your 8th presentation.



In a previous blog post, Love Comes Softly, I talked about not really loving Malawi yet. While we were in America, I was giving a presentation to a wonderful group of ladies that made us many blankets and outfits for an orphanage here in Malawi. While I was giving the presentation and showing them pictures of our time in Malawi. My eyes filled with tears and in that moment, I realized how much I did love it here, how much this was my home, and how I really couldn’t wait to get back. I think sometimes you don’t know how much you love something until it is no longer in your life. I was blessed by my trip back to America to help me realize how very much that I love my new home of Malawi.


God has grown our faith so much on this journey. But I have to admit there are some days I wonder if enough money will come in this month. Sometimes I pick fights with Luke because I am struggling with the budget. I admit when going to America I had a few specific items that I prayed would be met by our partners. Mark is in a good school but there is a better school we felt he should attend for his academic growth but it was not in our budget. People had given so much we just didn’t feel it was appropriate to ask for more money. We were sitting down with a couple and they handed us some money and said we feel the Lord is asking us to give this amount of money to you and it to meet a specific need. It was the exact amount we needed to send Mark to this new school. Over and over again the Lord continues to meet our needs. This is just one of the amazing stories. We could share so many more. We are now fully funded for 2017, we still need to raise 20% more for 2018, but for this year our needs are met. For me, I feel like God wants me to fully trust him and then he meets my need, when I am fully content then I don’t have to trust him as much.

Find rest, O my soul, in God alone; my hope comes from him. He alone is my rock and my salvation; he is my fortress, I will not be shaken. Psalm 62: 5-6 


While we were in the U.S. we were able to see Mark get baptized and publicly announce his dedication to the Lord.

We want to thank everyone so much for their amazing kindness to our family and friends while we were home. We have so many people that graciously gave to us in so many ways that we will never be able to repay. We were able to recharge now and again are raising up a hope-filled generation in Malawi that are devoted to Christ and actively sharing their faith and hope with others.



We went to the airport on December 30th, 2016 excited, nervous, and ready for refreshment. There were so many people that we were sad to leave, but we were excited to meet our little Aaron and to see family and friends we hadn’t seen in so long.


What is it like traveling in through an airport with kids and pregnant, and on the return trip, with a baby. Well it is challenging and just exhausting when you travel for 2 straight days. But one of the greatest things that I have learned in this last year of my life is patience. If you have 14 hours in an airport why hurry. On our way back to Malawi we spent 3 hours letting the kids sleep not even 100 feet from our arrival gate (D47). A year ago, I would have never done that, but why rush, just go with the flow, catch up on a book, take a needed stretch and we will proceed later.


Miriam struggles with extreme anxiety. Any change or different activity is really hard on her. It takes all the energy that she has to accomplish this task. Let’s just say flying is so hard on her. Weeks before we board the plane she is a nervous wreck. But every plane flight we are so very proud of her. She shows me daily how even though something may be hard, you can do it. On the way back we had a few tears during take offs but we hold her hand and pray and sing and we get through it.


Mark is very into airplanes right now and enjoyed showing everyone his KLM plane. The head stewardess on one of the flights was very excited and took him to sit in the pilot’s seat and see first class. He was beyond excited about that.


Traveling 33 weeks pregnant I would not recommend for anyone, let’s just say I got through it and slept for a very long time once we arrived in the states. You never know how much you miss a nice bed until you haven’t had one for so long. Aaron did so well on the flight back, he cried some and there were some rocky moments but for the long travel he did an amazing job.


Upon exiting the airplane in Malawi, a couple of our friends were waiting and were cheering when we exited the plane. It felt good to be back at home. We wanted to run to see them but we had to go through passport control and then get our luggage. The process of getting Aaron in the country was a little different than we expected, so we had to fill out some paperwork.

Our last airplane was a little smaller, so we had checked our carry-on baggage. We all went to the luggage pick-up to wait for our huge array of checked and carry-on luggage. And we waited. And we waited. Then we were told all the luggage from our flight been offloaded. We were standing there with…

no luggage,…


not a single piece arrived. All we had were our personal items. Let’s just say there was a little bit of sheer panic that coursed through us. Here we are, we just traveled 46 hours with our 3 kids. In the carry-ons were my glasses, contacts, and all of Mark’s new toys. Mark is in full tears and I am wondering how do I get a new pair of glasses.

But God is good, we had clothes here, all our electronics were in our personal items, and Aaron’s personal item was a fully stocked diaper bag. All 18 pieces of our luggage came 2 days later. Hopefully that will be an experience that we never repeat.

At our house, we received very warm greetings from many of the neighbors. The smiles and hugs were a great welcome.


Sorry for the long silence on the blog. We thank you for your prayers and will post again soon.

We are doing well and excitedly starting our ministries again.

The Heart of Christmas – by Jamie

Today as I was listening to music I came across a song called “The Heart of Christmas” by Matthew West, I became overwhelmed. The holidays without family is really hard. In my 36 years I have never spent this long without seeing my mom and my siblings. Some days it feels like part of my heart has just been misplaced. But when I hear that song I get to see how this Christmas, this year has been so very special, it fills in that gap just a little bit.

Last year with just arriving Christmas was focused on making sure our kids still had a Christmas and didn’t feel so misplaced. This year it has been filled with our whole family coming together to make Christmas special for some very special people in our lives.


For the last several months Luke and I have had the wonderful privilege of teaching a preschool class once a week to orphans and kids that live in the village, I will post a blog about it soon. It has been a joy to see the kids and how they just can’t wait to give you a hug, just because you took time to spend time with them. There are around 140 kids that attend the preschool. We teach 80 kids one week and 60 kids the next. Even though there are a lot of them we wanted to do something special for them. As a family we stuffed 150 bags filled with a car, a dinosaur, a bag of chips, and some candy.


When we handed them the gift I thought, “Wow they don’t seem to really enjoy it. They aren’t even opening them.” But then I realized that most of them were holding this gift like Gold. They didn’t tear into it, they just held it with smiling eyes. For that moment I feel like God touched them with the gift of knowing that they are greatly loved.


We also still go to a local orphanage of around 30 kids on a weekly basis and continue to teach them about the love of Christ. We really wanted to do something special for them so we had them write down the 3 things they wanted most for Christmas. We thought we might spend a dollar or two to get them one of the items. When Luke and I got home, we read the lists and we broke down in tears. We were expecting things on the list like toys or special items to place in their room, since their rooms are bare. But on the list there was not a single kid that wrote down a toy other than a soccer ball. They all wanted school backpacks, shoes, clothes, and food. Luke and I prayed about it and decided to spend a little extra on them then we originally planned.


The next few weeks we spent finding the best prices on as many of those items as we possible could. This was an experience in its self that is filled with many stories. We filled the bags with as many things in those price ranges that we could, plus candy and toys for the little kids and journals and notebooks for the older children.


December 20th was the party.  Mark and Luke had worked hard coming up with special games and Mimi and I baked lots and lots of homemade cookies for them. That day was a day of joy. That day was a day that I really realized that Christmas is about giving. God gave his only son, Jesus, to save us, so in remembrance of that we should give to others.


The kids laughed and sang songs and had so much fun for those 3 hours. Then we passed out the gifts. They were overwhelmed with joy. Some of the kids were saying that they have never owned a new pair of shoes. They again quickly took their gifts back to their rooms as if they were treasures from the Lord.

We received this thank you from the director at the Grace of God orphanage. We wanted to post this because we may be the hands and feet here but without everyone’s prayers and giving we could not do what we do. So take this thank you as something that you are a part of also.

“We would like to express our gratitude for all your hard work and the relationships between your family and Grace of God’s children plus staff. You have inspired taught and encouraged, you guys have lived life with us and we know it takes a lot and that’s why we are thankful for all you do for the ministry God has called you to. It has been a wonderful year. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year! God bless you!”


Wherever you are, no matter how far, I pray this year you can remember the reason for this blessed Christmas. Maybe you could spend it with family, Maybe you couldn’t. Maybe you got gifts, maybe you didn’t. Maybe you had power and water or maybe you didn’t. But I pray no matter what you remembered the Heart of Christmas.


“Wherever you are, no matter how far
Come back to the heart, the heart of Christmas
Live while you can, cherish the moment
The ones that you love, make sure they know it
Don’t miss it, the heart of Christmas”


Pray Requests:

We fly out December 30th (a day early). Pray all goes well with check in etc.. Pray for Miriam’s anxiety it is high right now. Continued protection over sickness.

My dad has cancer in his colon. His surgery is on January 3rd. Pray they can get it all out and that his body heals fast. I am not sure if I am able to see my dad this trip due to having baby Aaron and due to the surgery, he will have no time off. So right now I am treasuring every single moment that I have had with him. Again this helps me remember what is truly important and to cling to our Lord with all that we have.

Merry Christmas and we can’t wait to see as many of you as we can.