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My grandparents homesteading in North Dakota   There’s nothing like a trip with your 90½ year old mom, visiting your relatives, talking over the good old days, and rediscovering tombstones of both grandparents’ & great grandparents’ graves to get you thinking about eternity!  In July, I had this opportunity and it ended up to be […] Read More...

Bicycles. Most of us remember having one as a child.  We learned to ride and having our own bike seemed like a rite of passage from being a toddler to a child. In Bangladesh, it’s a status symbol if you own a bicycle. Most people walk, take rickshaws, or ride buses.  Most don’t know how […] Read More...

​It is so easy to forget WHOSE we are.  I often told my kids as teenagers, as they were headed out the door, “Remember who you belong to.”  I didn’t mean me nor their dad…nor the ministry.  They ultimately will stand before God.  We all get that.  It’s the “in between” times when we can […] Read More...

Our task was fairly simple: see if both children qualified to come to the Home of Hope for probably the next 12-14 years of their young lives. The questions are fairly simple. Are they from some of the poorest backgrounds in one of the poorest countries in the world? Do they have a living parent? […] Read More...

  If there’s any one time we find ourselves endeared to tradition, I think it must be Christmas. It’s already Christmas eve here in Bangladesh. Today as I was making klubbe, a Norwegian dish that traditionally our family has eaten every Christmas eve since I was old enough to have a memory! It’s a dish […] Read More...

  One of our Home of Hope girls is pictured in both photos above; the second photo was taken a few days after the first one.  What a difference a few days can make! We go to Dhaka twice a month for grocery shopping.  We try and do any errands we need done in part of one […] Read More...

Durjoy with his “first fruits”   One of our Class 1 boys came to me a little over a week ago so excited!  His teacher had given every student some seeds to grow a few plants of their own.  When I came home from school one day, he came running, saying “Auntie, look!”  He had […] Read More...

The thunderous voice of evil is nothing new to this world. It is particularly familiar to those who have followed Christ through it. As much as we entertain the image of the bad angel on our shoulder opposite the good, our enemy isn’t so easily flicked away. This can, at times, make it difficult to […] Read More...