Missing My Family

My daughter, Emma, sent me this picture today. Her and Will’s dog, Molly, is sharing the couch with me. This cardboard facsimile was my family’s gift of a season ticket to the Twins this past season. I didn’t miss a game, sitting out in left field for a pretty fun season (except for another play off fiasco). Emma just picked me up and brought me home and sat me down next to Molly.

But when I saw this picture Emma texted me it helped me to realize afresh the price my family has paid for my many trips all over the world during my 4 decades as a Bethlehem pastor., and especially now with my 3 month time in Cameroon. I am so thankful to God for them and how they have supported me and cheered me on again and again—including this unusually long season of separation. I am very grateful to be in Cameroon doing my small part to launch a seminary and plant what we are praying will be a church-planting movement.

The Tamfus, the students and the people of Église Baptiste Bethléem are being a wonderful family to me. But it doesn’t diminish how much I miss Julie and my children and my grandchildren. Thanks for holding them up in prayer even as you pray for the work here in Yaoundé. So much more to share, but I’ll save it for another time. Thank YOU for your prayers and support (we are now over 70% supported!).