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  1. Cleaning up some things today (BECAUSE I’M COMING HOME SOON!) Came across this note that Lauren Beaty mailed me back in September. It is too cute not to tell the world about..
It reads:
“Dear wackr, what are you doing in india? are you staying in side? or are you staying out side? or are you staying inside and out side? do you like the mantins? (mountains) cuss I do. Love, Lauren”
Amidst hearts, the envelope says: “to wakr PS I love you.”
I love you too, Lauren. I can hais a hug soon?

    Cleaning up some things today (BECAUSE I’M COMING HOME SOON!) Came across this note that Lauren Beaty mailed me back in September. It is too cute not to tell the world about..

    It reads:

    “Dear wackr, what are you doing in india? are you staying in side? or are you staying out side? or are you staying inside and out side? do you like the mantins? (mountains) cuss I do. Love, Lauren”

    Amidst hearts, the envelope says: “to wakr PS I love you.”

    I love you too, Lauren. I can hais a hug soon?

     
  2. Happy Birthday, Chris!

    Hey everyone, it’s @chrismerritt’s birthday!

    Chris is one of the most faithful and unpretentious friends I’ve ever had. He says what he means and does what he says. He works hard and takes care of his family. He is one of the most generous people I know. He doesn’t try and change himself based on the people he is around. He has as many firearms as he does tattoos (I imagine..).

    I love and admire him immensely. And, should zombies ever attack, I know he’s got my back.

    So, swing by his facebook or twitter and join me in wishing him a very happy birthday! Love you Chris!

     
  3. I’m so thankful for skype. When can I talk to you?

     
  4. Anchors

    This time in India has been one of the most challenging times in my life in putting my hope and faith in what I know to be true, rather than just what the circumstances around me would cause me to feel. This has been a bootcamp of “taking every thought captive” rather than allowing myself to be tossed around by every emotion to freak out, get depressed, get anxious…or whatever the invitation of the hour may be. 

    Feelings are certainly important. I don’t mean to downplay the role and value of emotions. But you just can’t always base your whole reality on them…at least I can’t. And sometimes it seems your soul just has seasons where it is strengthened more by the anchors beneath the ship than the joy of the wind in your hair and dreams of conquered seas.

    So this is a list of some of the truths I’ve come to find as anchors in those moments where the feelings seem to fizzle. There is nothing profound about them really; they are just simple Gospel truths. But learning to abide in the truth of the Gospel, and choose it for yourself in the moment of despair, is powerful. 

    So whether your circumstances are a stint on the foreign mission field or just that it’s Monday morning, I hope maybe they will be encouraging to you:

    • Believe that God is sovereign. He brought me here. He knows where I am. I am not here by mistake or at random.
    • Believe that God speaks to me…through His word, in my heart and conscious, and in my circumstances. Don’t believe the lie that you can’t hear God…His sheep hear His voice. 
    • Believe that all that was needed to make me right with God was accomplished for me in the Cross of Jesus. Ministry is not the road to intimacy with Jesus; the Gospel is. God is just as accessible to me when I’m hanging out clothes as He is when I’m preaching a sermon.
    • Believe that there is joy to be found in seemingly small things….like warm sunshine and clear nostrils, soaring snow-capped mountains, and different cultures. Ask for the ability to see the sheer wonder of the things all around you.
    • Worship is not just an expression of joy in God, but also a means to it. Taste and see for yourself.
     
  5. Love is lopsided.

    “By this we know love, that He laid down His life for us..

    The most definitive act of love in history is also the most unfair act in history.

    Love is not about doing equal parts or meeting in the middle. It is not about balance. Love does both halves. Love does for those who didn’t, even when they should have. Love is higher than fairness, compromise, or obligation.

    Love is lopsided.  

     
  6. I’ve spent way too much time in the past few years having to skype this guy rather than being able to talk face to face..

    I’ve spent way too much time in the past few years having to skype this guy rather than being able to talk face to face..

     
  7. Manali, November

    I guess I’m a little overdue for a general reflective “how are you doing?” update. 

    I know many of you get my email updates, but I tend to write a little more rambly and conversational here. Neither is more true than the other, just a different flavor.

    I hope you have all enjoyed the recent pictures. I hope they can give you a little feel for the scenery and feel of life here. There are more pictures on facebook, if you’re interested.

    I am doing well. I am healthy. I am still teaching english and music at the school and doing a lot of teaching/leading stuff for the youth group.

    Life here has had its ups and downs. It is kind of day to day.

    If I’m being completely candid, this is easily the hardest thing I’ve ever done. It has stretched me in so many ways. I have days where I love it, and days where I wonder what in the world I’m doing. There are some days I feel like I’m just overflowing, and some days where I am really fighting to be joyful at all and loving anyone besides myself just feels like a big inconvenience. Part of that I think is the Lord working in me, and part of it is also just that this is a dry place. Just real talk.

    People have asked if you feel the “oppression” of being in such a dark place. Yes and no. I’ve seen some strange things, but not often. I would say the way it influences you is more deceptive and subtle…like loneliness, or feeling like you run out of breath quicker, spiritually.

    And there are other aspects to it that are not really all that spiritual, like just missing my community and having people around me who are also seeking the Lord…or at least speak English and like going to the pub.

    I have had complete confidence in coming here being the right thing though. I’ve learned a lot about God, people, and myself here. It is certainly not that God has been quiet or distant. Not even close. I’ve had some really sweet times with Him here, and I wouldn’t trade them. But of course I still have questions.

    Our society is so often built on instant things. Truth be told, sometimes the Kingdom is more like yeast slowly working its way through dough, or like a big old tree that grows a foot a year for 100 years. The days where you see a foot of growth are really nice, but you can’t base your obedience or faith solely on them. It would be nice if every conversation I had with a Hindu or a Buddhist led to their healing, repentance, and baptism. Crazier things have happened. But love is also long-suffering, and God needs people willing to be intermediaries. The miraculous and the ordinary are both from Him, and by the way, it’s not exactly a black and white line.

    Trusting God is sometimes way more powerful and important than understanding what He is doing. And some (most) places of understanding only come from trusting first.

    Who knows how everything will or will not resolve, but I think I will be reaping the fruit of this journey in my own heart for the rest of my life. It is easier to see those things some days than others though, ya know?

    So that is sort of how I’m doing, the real talk version. There are many more stories to tell, someday. I hope that is encouraging to you, wherever life finds you. God is there with you, and there is purpose in it. Just give it time, you will see.

    I’m excited to come home, see dat girl, drive my own car, eat a steak, take a shower, and be able to stand up in my room. But I’m also so convinced that there is a lot more to come in the final 2 months of being here. Pray that God will continue to bring those things to light. Love you all. 

     
  8. Back in October India celebrated a big Hindu festival called Dushera. We went down to the big gathering in Kullu one day. All the local villages have their own gods, and each village brings their god to the festival (many of them walk for days). It is interesting cultural thing to see, and on one hand it is sort of like a really big fair or flea market. But there is quite certainly a dark and heartbreaking spiritual aspect to it as well.

     
  9. A few pictures of the breathtaking Manali forest. These pictures don’t do it justice. Imagine this on all sides as far as you can see. God knows me so well…it’s the little things.

     
  10. A few pictures from a day trek we did with our youth to a waterfall above the local village of Shanag (shuh-nog).