I don’t like that word. I don’t like to hear people called “foreigners” on American soil. And frankly, I just don’t care that much about the politics of immigration. I’m a Christian, a stranger and a foreigner in this culture. My citizenship is in another kingdom, so I’m odd and strange because of my beliefs and values.
Yesterday, I headed out of Bentonville at about 6:30 a.m. for the Tulsa International Airport. On the way, I drove through snow and saw about 15 cars off the road and slowed down to about 25 mph. Finally I broke free in time to get to the airport to find our flight delayed a little over an hour. When we finally made it to Atlanta, our flight was delayed yet again, which turned out to be a blessing since Sue Husser was joining us from Louisiana and made it to the gate as we were boarding. Continue reading
I received the news last week that our Barnabas Touch mission trip to Russia is being postponed at the request of the Russian Baptist Union. We’re now looking at the spring but the trip is still on. Honestly, it may work out better as far as the holidays are concerned and I still have my passport!
Everyone has warned me about applying for a passport – “don’t wait too late – it takes 3 months or more…” Even the post office gave me this same information. But alas, it arrived in about 4 weeks! It’s a God-thing. Receiving my passport just reminded me of the whole reason I applied for it to begin with…