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Crossing Cultures Devotional Memoir

Eclectic

Eclectic. “Composed of elements drawn from various sources. Synonyms: Assorted. Mixed. Ragtag. Varied.” (Merriam Webster Dictionary)

The term entered my vocabulary during Interior Design undergrad studies. And became the predominant style in our various homes over the years. 

Local culture and prominent traditional hues. Availability in textiles and furniture. Differing patterns and color combinations. All these things dictated our interior decor. And changed my own perception of beauty and order.

The girl who couldn’t imagine deep reds in her color scheme, now embraces them.

Eclectic languages. One Savior. (A few years ago I designed and calligraphied this piece for a meeting in the Pacific Rim. It was silkscreened on t-shirts and wall hangings.)
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Crossing Cultures Making Disciples Memoir

Way of the cross

“The way of the cross leads home….” 

In worship settings of my childhood, the hymn marched. Triumphant. Its lyrics sung with gusto.

In later years, the words hit differently. Move me into quiet consideration. Thoughtful meditation.

On how this is lived out. Day by day.

The way of the cross. Image from IMB.org.
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Crossing Cultures Making Disciples Memoir

In flight

The young man apologizes as we get up to let him through to his window seat. We have a long flight ahead. Fourteen hours or so. 

Beforehand, I’ve asked for a heart attentive to His prompting. And for willing availability, boldness to share the gospel.

It’s not my first thought on airplanes lately, to be honest. I’d rather chill in my own little world. Enjoy the extended “pause” from daily tasks.

But as he’s seated, I pray for wisdom. To listen and obey.

In flight. Image by Luigi Laezza on Unsplash.