Two Fulfilling Days
Yesterday and today, I almost forgot where my home was. LOL!! I mean, yesterday, I woke up groggy at 4:30 A.M. and started my day. Had to leave for work a hour later and got off of work at 2:30 P.M. Then I hurried on home to go get ready for the annual Mission ConneXion (yes, it's an "X", not a "c") conference hosted this year in a large church in Beaverton (about 15 miles from where I live). That day, I got out at 9 P.M., went straight home and was on DS for a short time. Then comes today. I woke up at 6:30 and left the house around 8. Again, I was gone until 9 P.M. and was there all day. The reason I am typing this journal entry was that for the first time in a while, it feels like I had done something fulfilling and wasn't just aimlessly going nowhere. I thank God for putting up with me when I was down. There is a big need around the world and I thank God for giving me a big heart for service and a heart for the Peruvian people. I also thank God for using various missionaries for ministries all over the world in ALL countries. Well, I'd love to talk more, but I'm getting a little tired now and soon I've got to turn in for the night. Good bye with love. In Christ, PenguinPeru
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God\'s love is so amazing even when we feel like we let Him down His love is steadfast. His love and mercies are new every morning. You are a busy man. Like you I thank God and pray for the missionaries who give of themselves everyday on the field. It not easy but the love for Christ and the great commission press them forward and willingly they lay it all down. Thank you for your willingness, your big heart for service to go! God has called you He will fulfill. I think patience is the hardest training we have to learn. God bless! One day could you tell us how God called you to the Peruvian people group?
Most certainly! Right now, I\'m interested in the short-term trips, but I\'m hoping that the Lord has me go there for longer trips of perhaps, a year or more. I\'m there for Him and I love to say \"Use me, I\'m here\". It almost feels like a kid standing on the sideline before a baseball or soccer game and raising their hand (or hands) to be picked.