Soldiers, sickness, and success

We were blessed this last week with reinforcements.  A team of Australians came to help the team here with some projects!  What a blessing!   In some ways, pictures speak louder than here are a few....although they are far from capturing the impact these soldiers of the Lord made!
Here is Brian on the tractor towing a 20 foot container that was cut up to become our security guard house at the main entrance to the campus.  The guys who came and worked cut out the windows, door, and welded the security bars before it was ready to move.  
In this picture, the guard house is in place and the roof trusses are being out in place and secured.

This is the other side of the guard house looking from the road side of the college.  

As you can see from this picture, there were lots of hands and hearts working together to serve the Lord.  It took a small army to get everything up and in place and we give God the glory for all that was accomplished!

Here the roof is being put on and attached…

Fish Project

We have several projects going at any given time and often it’s hard to see tangible progress in the day to day activities.....especially when they are large projects.  One of these large projects that has been taking place at Goroka Baptist Bible College is the construction of fish ponds.  There is a fishery department that has been created within the PNG government that has seen the great need to boost nutrition and economic solutions for the many struggling people of our area.  With the help and guidance of this fishery department we able to get this project moving.  The goal for us as a Bible College is to create a good food source for our students and if the Lord allows we can sell fish to generate some much needed income for the school.

Some land was set aside at the campus for the placement of the ponds.  I was originally told that the ponds were going to be dug by hand by the students.....while it was a good thought that would take a very long time...... Gunner came out to insp…

Joining the Battle

It's not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done better.  The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena...who, at best, knows in the end the triumph of great achievement, and who, at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly.  —Theodore Roosevelt I picked up If You Want to Walk on Water You Have to Get Out of the Boatby John Ortberg yesterday.  It was a book that I read as I was praying about missions that a gal in my small group had given me at that time.  The pages are littered with comments, underlines, and dates.  How fun to relive that time, in part!  That’s where this quote comes from, in fact. I chose to start with this quote by Theodore Roosevelt because it resonates with the American Dream.  It speaks of independence, courage, risk and success.  However, I also wanted to challenge you, reader.  Do you agree or disagree with this statement?  I thought and prayed a…

Doing ALL things

Some times when you are a missionary, people get an unrealistic idea of who you are because of your 'title.'  It happens in many other occupations too, but I wanted to share about it as a missionary.  As a missionary, I am not some super Christian.  I am not a walking encyclopedia of the Bible.  I don’t know how to deal with every situation or crisis that occurs.....I am still sinful and flawed.  I am just one sinner saved by God’s Grace.  As we began this journey to serving the Lord in missions we were often reminded that "God does not always call the equipped, but He equips the called."  This means we have to come face to face with our own ineptness to complete the work God has given us to do.
I have made my fair share of mess ups this week....with my husband, with my kiddos, with others, with time management, and the list could keep going.  However, that's not where I want to dwell.....even though it is so easy to stay there.  I was reading the book of Philippi…

Treasure Hunt

Some great movies and numerous stories are told surrounding “the treasure”.  It is something our kids have latched on to without really teaching them about it....we often find them digging in the dirt or in search of treasures.  When I think of treasure one thing that comes to mind is and women who would do anything and go anywhere in search of the treasure their heart desires.  While each of us don’t sail the seas looking for ships to rob, plunder and seek the hidden treasure, we do have more in common than you might think.  Each of us has a “treasure” or a vision of the treasure we are seeking in our hearts.  It gets us out of bed each day for something, maybe it’s providing for the family, caring for children, an expensive car, a dream house, a wonderful retirement......what is the treasure you’re seeking?
As I (Brian) was thinking of this question I must admit the treasure that I have sought after were often from selfish desires.  Things that may look good on the ou…

Another Mom's Shoes

Sometimes laughter really IS the best medicine for the soul.  This last week was a doozy...and I mean that to be real, not to exaggerate or make you, dear reader, feel bad for me.  It just kind of knocked me off my feet.  By Friday night, I was toast.  I was frustrated with myself, my children, general circumstances, and I wanted to just turn in for the night because I wanted the week to be over.  That sounds so dramatic, but I really felt that way.
My dear husband asked if I wanted to watch a movie with him.  I hesitated.  It was tempting to think about turning 'off' my reality and turning 'on' a different one...just for an hour or so.  I said I needed to think about it.  So? While I went in the other room to unwind a minute, Brian started looking up movie options.  Hahahahaha....he knows me well.  We debated between a couple different options and landed on "Mom's Night Out."  He said, "That’s what you need, right?"  "Heh...." I respon…

Oh, Rats!

Sometimes we have to live and learn the hard way...and so?  We begin our rat story...we are hoping and praying it is a short episode, but time will tell.  Last week, Brian took a trip to Lae to get some building supplies and materials for Goroka Baptist Bible College.  While he was gone, I heard noises in the kitchen.  As any sensible woman would do, I went out to investigate as it was the middle of the day.  What did I spy?  I didn’t know for sure, but it looked hairy and alive!  It was behind my stove and making racket, but it stopped when I walked in the room.  Yikes! Not going to lie, I thought about it the rest of the time I was trying to lay the kiddos down for rest time.  We were finishing reading Charlotte's Web by EB White, which talks about a rat, Templeton.  He is so disgusting in habit that by the end of the story and after my brief sighting, I was trying to derive a plan to eradicate this creature from my home!  That night, I blocked crawl spaces with newspaper that I …