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Crossing Cultures Devotional Memoir

To the ends of the earth

2020. And the pandemic spreads to the ends of the earth. We wait. And walk in constant change. Cancellations. Upheaval. 

Those serving around the world are affected. Some caught in months of lockdown. Stopped at borders. Forced to leave. Or forced to  stay in their home countries.  

At times it feels overwhelming. As we grieve unexpected losses.

In the middle of it all, I’m drawn back to a familiar psalm of deliverance. Psalm 18. Detailing the sure and powerful rescue by the Almighty.

This time I read the first verse. Stop. And can’t move past it.

I’m compelled in that moment. To reach beyond grief. And dwell on the deep, deep love of my King. Lover of my soul. 

To the ends of the earth. Image by NASA on Unsplash.
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Crossing Cultures Making Disciples Memoir

The long obedience

My parents are cleaning out cabinets. And bookshelves. 

They’ve done this before. Purging. For moves across states and across the world.

But this is different. A time for downsizing. Studying space. Deciding what will fit in the next spot. 

They’ll move to a smaller place. One of these days. So now they are paring down. Letting go. 

They push things into my hands when I express interest in a painting. A book. “Take it.”

Faithful. Mom and Dad, 2019.