Category Archives: Grace

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Where’s Your Mission Field?

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“Go therefore and make disciples of all the nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and the Son and the Holy Spirit, teaching them to observe all that I commanded you; and lo, I am with you always, even to the end of the age.” Matthew 18:19-20

To say that my father was passionate about missions would be an understatement.  In 1948 my parents with a toddler in tow, headed to China as missionaries.  However, a dock strike left them stranded on the west coast and the communist takeover in China prevented them from leaving the U.S.  In the late 1950’s my father traveled to Ecuador to investigate the possibility of starting a new mission site.

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Friends and Family

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“Let all bitterness and wrath and anger and clamor and slander be put away from you, along with all malice.   Be kind to one another, tender-hearted, forgiving each other, just as God in Christ also has forgiven you.”  Ephesians 4:31-32

Relationships can be difficult; add stress and they become more challenging.  Sadly, it’s easy to forget that our illness has an impact on others.  While we may be the only party experiencing the actual symptoms, we are most likely not the only ones hurting.   For purposes of this discussion, let’s consider three distinct groups:  those of us who are truly alone, our friends and our family.

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Beauty and Worth

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“For You formed my inward parts; You wove me in my mother’s womb.  I will give thanks to You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made; wonderful are Your works, and my soul knows it very well.”  Psalm 139: 13-14

My wife and I like to go to museums.   Sometimes we stroll through them together while at other times, we separate.  One of the reasons we meander independently is because I am a “recovering perfectionist”.  We’ve often joked that I could not survive as a museum curator as I struggle to find the beauty and value in a statue, a piece of pottery or any other relic that is broken or marred…even if it is several thousand years old.  If left to me, they’d be in a rubbish bin.  

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