As for me, and my house

"By faith Abraham, when called to go to a place he would later receive as an inheritance, obeyed and went, even though he did not know where he was going. By faith he made his home in the promised land like a stranger in a foreign country;"

For those of you who´ve spent some time with me, this verse shouldn´t sound so very surprising or strange. Abraham was my first favorite Bible-character to study (I´ve since added several more to my list). I guess that also gives credence to our finding out (thank you John Geib) that God gave me the gift of FAITH as one of my major spiritual gifts. It´s how I came to Ecuador, and how I´ve been able to live here in spite of many obstacles, lack of resources, and especially lack of personal relationships on a reliable basis.

So the latest news here on my end is that I´m packing for anticipated travel, first to Chile, and then hopefully to Ohio and GA between October and December of this year. And you might have noticed that October starts this Friday, so you´d probably also understand that my knees and heart are about worn out asking for details and a few other kinds of "heads up". But its starting to look like I must have entered into a new phase of my spiritual training program, and I only know I´m supposed to be packing, and tying up loose ends... (most of that is already done, finishing up with health checks this week). The packing is even coming along nicely. Am still chipping away at workshops, and waiting follow-up from several different "fronts". Think I´m going to look into purchasing some knee-pads; honestly.

I´ve been privileged to see in just this last couple of weeks, as I have been facing difficulties with getting money (all of a sudden, after 6 years here, my bank card isn´t working), some sort-of-scary medical exams, persistent communication difficulties, packing here-and-there and waiting for word from different places,,, that God has sent Ecuatorians to have lunch with me, lend me a helping hand, and pray with me. There were 2 very special ones ... special, because they weren´t pastors, or missionaries, or people I know from church... they were two of my very good friends I´ve made, working, eating, and praying through personal and professional challenges at work.

One asked that I would be a light in Chile.
The other asked God´s blessings and provision for my personal life, thanking Him for all we´d done here in Ecuador, and looking for a wonderful harvest.
Both prayers were in public, in restaurants somewhere.

I wonder if you really can know from these blogs just how much your loving support of me here, even now, is recognized and so appreciated here.

love in Christ, m