Garage Sale


Hey everybody,

We are having a garage sale this weekend (tomorrow and Saturday) to raise funds for our mission!  Multiple families have donated so that we have lots of good things to sell. Stop by to say hi and browse if you like!

Hepatitis A Vaccination


The Hepatitis A Shots

Jaimie and I got vaccinated Friday morning. How about that. What for, you ask? Hepatitis A & Typhoid. …what, you haven’t heard? You get Hep A from eating contaminated food (poop). You can imagine my surprise as well.


How many shots do you need for India?

What a great question. Here is the list of vaccinations and medication recommended for India travelers.

  • Routine Vaccines (MMR vaccine, tetanus vaccine, varicella vaccine, and yearly flu shot)
  • Hepatitis A vaccine
  • Polio vaccine
  • Typhoid vaccine
  • Hepatitis B vaccine
  • Japanese Encephalitis vaccine
  • Malaria medication
  • Rabie vaccine
  • Yellow Fever vaccine

The bold ones are the ones I definitely think I have. They want you to get everything under the sun these days. We’re going to a country where when you drink the water, you’re guaranteed sickness… and they want me to worry about rabies? In the great words of Sweet Brown

“Ain’t nobody got time for that” – S. Brown

For anyone thinking of taking a long trip: if you’re worried about what you should get, let me give you a little advice from a man who hasn’t taken a long trip yet: They will have medication where you’re going.

Once I become very ill, I might revise this post.


Canceling Stuff


Yesterday I made sure my gym membership is cancelled after the month of July. Today I met with my employers to notify them of our move. It is all feeling real now! To borrow my mom-in-law’s phrase, I feel like I swallowed a button.  It’s a mixture of nervousness, fear, excitement, and adrenaline. It is unsettling!


My anxiety got me thinking. It’s funny how when it was just me and God making a decision, it was easy for me to pull the trigger. When I decided to move to Florida seven years ago, I was calm, cool and collected. When I heard the gospel preached, I decided to make Jesus Lord of my life and be baptized – and I did that same day. When I decided to marry Ben, I was 100% sure. I didn’t flinch on any of these decisions. Once I made my choice, there was no anxiety for me. So what happened? Why am I so keyed up?

Well, if you know both Ben and me, you probably know who is in the driver’s seat in our marriage (Ben!) You also know that Ben is not driving wherever he pleases – he is following Jesus’ direction. I guess that makes me third in command, or … the backseat driver? 🙂  Anyway, I think my new-found swallowed a button feeling comes from a lack of perceived control over my circumstances. I have so little control over what will happen, it’s not even funny. Mostly, I am afraid something will happen and we will not be able to go (I know that’s silly, but so much is riding on this now!) I think God may be laughing at me a little bit. I am almost laughing at myself! This is just what I needed. A little humble pie! A little dose of reality. Who is really in control? It certainly isn’t me.

What am I Worried About?


The sin of anxiety

That’s right, I’m freely admitting I am in sin. It’s terrible. Consider this first paragraph a rant of my weakness.  The funny thing is, I am worried about American things. First world problems. Not once has any stress come to mind about our time in India. I am wasting my thoughts on things like: what happens when the tags on my car expire, do I need to cancel my insurance…do I need travel insurance? How much is medication going to cost and what do I need, are the seals on my car going to dry out if it’s not driven, who is going to pay termite control, etc.  This is admittedly embarrassing.

The Cost of Discipleship

I have been reading a book called “The Cost of Discipleship.”  The author is making the connection that when you choose to follow Jesus, it cannot be on any of your conditions.  Unfortunately, as an American man, “on my condition” is the overwhelming mindset in which I find myself. This is why I am spending such great energy worrying about what happens next. What happens when I come back home?

“When Christ calls a man, he bids him come and die.” ― Dietrich Bonhoeffer

Well…if you were to look into my life, you will see that I did not believe that, and this last week was a rough one. By the look of things, I must have believed, “When Christ calls a man, he asks him to create a backup plan for everything he owns, patiently waits as he prepares his materials for safe keeping for his return to the above average lifestyle without skipping a beat.”

Continuing because of Grace

Hmmm… The only thing you should see when you look into my life is the grace that Jesus has given me to allow me to speak on his behalf unto the world – because I currently cannot claim that right. I am a worried sinner clinging onto everything that has no meaning. Why? Because I am weak and have been conditioned to think with the excuse, “Don’t sell something you’ll need to buy again.” Where is the line between obedience to God and worldly foolishness? Or are they the same?