Susan LaffertyFamine. It’s coming.
An odd theme to consider in the middle of Thanksgiving season. But there it is. In my daily Bible reading.
Amos the herdsman delivers this word of the Lord. To a people nonchalant. Complacent. And ultimately resistant.
Unwilling to repent.
And this is no scarcity of grain in lean years. Nothing like the famine of Joseph’s day.
In memory of Glenn Ingouf, my mother.
On November 10, 2024, she passed through death into unimaginable joy and immeasurable peace. She rests now in the presence of her Savior, Lord, and King.
These are some personal thoughts I posted on January 23, 2022, when she celebrated her 90th birthday. I’ve added some recent updates.
She was one of the strongest, most determined women I’ve ever known. And funny. A devoted follower of Christ. And gifted teacher. Wife, mom, grandmother (Nani), and, just this year, great-grandmother.
Countless are the ways her life impacted mine. Every time I try to put it down on paper, I fall short of words.
Give thanks to the Lord with me. Hers was a life well-lived for His glory.
Sent ones. Sowing seeds of the gospel.
Serving all across South America. For many, many years.
In 2022, we travel to Chile.
On our journey, we meet Chilean brothers and sisters in Christ. And hear stories. Testifying to the fruit of these servants who sowed seeds years ago and planted their lives.
For the glory of God.
