Here’s a bit of June for you.  I pray that you will come and experience the people, the culture, the food, the worship, everything.  As I enter my second year of serving our Lord, here in Argentina, it already looks to be a busier year.  Full of biblical studies as I embark on my Consecrated Missionary Credentialing and the certificate in Intercultural Ministry, travel all over Argentina as I serve many of the churches here and become even more involved and travel around South America for CIPE Asemblea, courses, Latin America Missionary Retreat, supporting and encouraging other churches and Pastors in Uraquay and Chile, and hopefully some times of rest and relaxing.  I pray for continued friendships and relationships here, always more Spanish, to grow deeper in knowledge and wisdom in Christ, to be a blessing to others.  I also pray for strength, peace and hope as I accept this next stage of the race.  A race that I now run alone, without Max, but with Christ and all of you.   Solar Panel and System in Rio Chico Abajo Monday’s study group.  After every meeting, every study, every prayer time, we break bread together.  We are not just brothers and sisters in Christ, we are family.  And I am so thankful to be included in this family. Mountains covered […]

*I know this is a couple of days early, but I feel the need to share this sooner. We all have a race to run in this life.  In October 1990, my race changed – “Please can I invite my Uncle Max? He’s really, really cool.  You’ll like him.  Please?  (and he’ll like you too)”. I’ll never forget Brandi pleading to invite her Uncle Max to my party.  Little did I know that a 19 year old, long haired, Uncle would change my life forever. After seven years of dating, living life together; we finally took that big step and said ‘I do’.  Our life before and after marriage was full, absolutely full, of adventure, love, laughter and tears, but the one thing that never changed.  We were each others best friend.  There was nobody I would rather hang out with than Max.  And he made sure I knew that there was nobody he’d rather be with than me.  We worked well together.  From Doxa Pizza to Max’s Western Wear and Pony Espresso, to building a house together.  No, more then that.  We loved being together and doing whatever it was – as long as we were together.  We could talk about anything or we could sit in silence; either way; I fell in love with Max all over again, […]