Today’s share is from December 2001, my first year as a married missionary:
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I am walking around and gazing with curiosity at the shiny Christmas garlands hung on the paint-chipped shop fronts. I am definitely far away from Macy’s. All around me passers-by stroll casually about their business in tank tops and short shorts. I wipe the sweat off my forehead and shake my head—it’s just hard to feel like Christmas when my family is far away, the weather is hot and tropical, and the people have no money to buy presents! Maybe there is something for me to learn this year about the real meaning of Christmas…
That true meaning of Jesus’ birth, I suspect, has a lot to do with what I have seen unfolding in some young people’s lives this last month. A number of them in our youth ministry have learned that He came to give them life and have surrendered their hearts to Him. We praise Jesus because He allowed us to start this last month out with a baptism. We stuffed 196 Peruvians, most of them youth, into a long bus and took them on an outing to a lake forty minutes outside the city. We baptized thirteen of them, many of whom Continue reading Amazon Adventures Continue…
Feeding On Jesus 