February 2021

The Reluctant Missionary

by Editor on February 25, 2021

by Shannon Brink Ever think maybe, just maybe, you would be a better missionary if you just weren’t one? I do.   When did this term, this identity, get wrapped up in so many unrealistic expectations? Expectations from generations of history, from sending and receiving agencies, from churches, from supporters, from other missionaries, from Facebook, Lord help […]

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A new answer to an old question

by Amy Young on February 21, 2021

“Are you better?” After two months of being in pain, thinking I had a tear in my left biceps, it was a relief for the doctor to say that I had not torn anything and would not need surgery. My doctor also said that I had probably been doing all of the things I needed […]

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How’s Your Training Montage Coming Along?

by Craig Thompson on February 18, 2021

I have swimmer’s shoulder, but I don’t swim. It’s not that I can’t swim, I just don’t do it often enough to cause an injury. I’m in physical therapy for my shoulder now, but I actually started PT because of pain in my hip, and then my shoulder started acting up. I wish I could […]

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Fear of Flying

by Rachel Pieh Jones on February 15, 2021

I have a fear of flying. This is a problem because as an expat, I travel fairly often and fairly daunting distances. The worst moment is not takeoff or landing, during which I grip both armrests and whisper, “Jesus, Jesus, Jesus.” The worst moment is not even when we hit turbulence, during which I take deep […]

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A Global Pandemic and Ambiguous Loss

by Marilyn on February 12, 2021

How has grieving been different in this pandemic year? Read about ambiguous loss on today’s post.

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by Alyson Rockhold I landed in Tanzania in 2007 as a fresh-faced college kid taking a semester off to teach English. Those four months altered the course of my life. When school called me home, I vowed to return to Tanzania soon. It took 7 years to fulfill that promise. Those years were filled with […]

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In my previous job before becoming a missionary, my job was to identify problems for people. They would call my office in a panic, email me at all hours of the day, and even pop into my office, pulling tissues out of their purses as they walked in. It was my job to listen to […]

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