Personal
The Promise
I have always loved children even when I was one. I started teaching Sunday School when I was only 13 years old. Even though I had only been a born-again Christian roughly a year, I was well versed in Christian Read more…
Ministry
Squash Mentoring
One of the main areas of ministry Chip and I are involved in today is that of mentoring. We mentor university students. We mentor young couples about to be married or newly married. We mentor new parents or middle-aged parents Read more…
Personal
Life with Bugs
Often when people think of Africa, their minds immediately go to the plethora of insect life found on this continent. Now, we all know that Africa does not have the corner of the market on bugs, but it sure seems, Read more…
Ministry
Soft as a Cow’s Tail
I have often had people ask me what the biggest culture shocks I experienced were when we first came to live and work in Kenya. The two biggest which I personally faced were driving in Kenya and church. Let me Read more…
Ministry
The Testimony
It is a bit difficult trying to tell someone else’s story because no one can tell it better than the person who lived it. However, I am going to do my best… I sat in the small room that served Read more…
Personal
Language Blunders (or) Pride Goes Before a Fall
I have always been good with languages – whether my own native English (or should I say American?) or other languages. I enjoyed language school, where we learned Swahili. Yeah, I know we were not supposed to be enjoying ourselves Read more…
Personal
The Wedding
The sun was going to set soon, as I sat outside on a chair in the chilly air, with a hot cup of sweet, milky tea in my hands, that July evening. I was to find out that the sun Read more…
Ministry
Jetlag
We finally arrived at a beautiful house with lovely acres of green lawn surrounding it and the most beautiful view of Mt. Kenya right in the front yard! I was to discover that this was not where we would be Read more…
Personal
July 4th, 1980
It was the 4th of July and here we were in a fellow missionary’s car headed north on Kenya’s main ‘highway’ (a two-lane tarmacked road). Months before, we received word that we had been approved to serve as missionaries with Read more…
Personal
The Welcome
“What on earth are we doing here?” I wondered as I shivered in the drafty room in upper state New York on that bitterly cold January night. We had just arrived in New York from Kansas to attend a semester Read more…