…We arrive quite alive and try to get back into the general swing of things

That’s right, we’re back in Valparaiso Indiana and surprised at the work that Monsieur Fall has done here in our absence. My favorite season presents himself strikingly: blustery breezes, fluttering leaves, tonic air, and scuttling clouds.  Best of all, the soybean field adjacent to our house is now empty of its recent crop and that can only mean one thing: Gallops.  There are very few things in this world more exhilarating than a full fledged gallop across a beckoning stretch of good hard earth on top of an elegant creature who is enjoying it just as much as you.  It’s sensational.  Yes, harvest time is splendid, and brings to mind a statement of Jesus’ that has been on my mind the past couple weeks.  In Matthew 9:37 He says “The harvest is plentiful, but the workers are few.” While in Sarajevo, we saw over and over again just how “few” the laborers actually are. The number of strong Godly leaders there is one you could probably count on your fingers.  Jesus goes on to say this: “Beseech the Lord of the harvest to send out workers into His harvest”.  It’s great to know that we aren’t alone in this life-long labour.  The Lord of the Harvest simply waits for us to ask for reinforcements.  Come to think of it, that’s what we were doing there every day as we walked the streets around the house churches and homes of the believers.  We repeatedly entreated and beseeched the Lord of the Harvest to send out the workers so badly needed there.  Is that going to stop now that we’re back into the cosy swing of things here where the Harvest seems to be better off?  Yes that’s a rhetorical question.

I’ve said it before and I say it again, Bosnia was nothing short of amazing, It is amazing to be able to be halfway across the globe worshiping God in another language.  It’s amazing and heartbreaking to look down on a huge muslim graveyard and know that it’s too late for every single one of those people. It’s amazing to be scoffed at.  It’s amazing when it becomes starkly obvious that God’s grace, Jesus’ sacrifice, and the Spirit’s work is the only hope of any sort of future for these people.  It’s amazing to be the only person with blonde curly hair in the entire country.  Oh there’s no denying the amazingness of the brief visit to my dear old home, but I have to admit, it’s good to be back.  I’m off to bid Monsieur Fall hullo and take my little Icicle out for one of those sensational gallops.


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