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Crossing Cultures Devotional Making Disciples

Closed

Tired. In the face of closed doors and shuttered hearts.

Discouraged by disinterest. Low-grade resistance.

Some could care less about eternal realities.

It’s easy to feel like giving up.

Closed doors. Image by Colin Watts on Unsplash.
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Crossing Cultures Making Disciples Memoir

Fitting in

Fitting in when you enter a new culture can be a challenge. 

My parents grew up in America and moved to Asia.  Learned language and culture to fit in.

I grew up in Indonesia and loved the place of my childhood and teenage years. I spoke the language, played their games, knew how to bargain with the best. Had dear Indonesian friends. 

But I wasn’t Indonesian.

Every four years we came and spent a year in the country of my passport. America. 

I wasn’t sure I was American either.  

Old passports.
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Crossing Cultures Memoir

Names

Specific names. Or initials. Scribbled in ink. Indelible. On lined paper in plastic-bound journals bought at the local bazaar.

Thirty years later I’m reading the pages. Details about our encounters with them. 

Conversations. Situations.

Prayer requests recorded. Hospitalizations. Heartaches. Crises. Losses. Spiritual confusion.

Names scribbled in ink.