Pushing the PAUSE button on our farmhouse build

This CANNOT be happening . . .   Such was my thought last Saturday when our builder arrived to do a first "stake out" of our new house. We gave him our plan, and he and Renaissance Man started measuring.     And when he said our original location wouldn't work, they moved over a few yards and reassessed.     The excavation guy was there, too, and all three juggled measurements. I'd stayed within the limits I was given. How could this be happening?   They said the house would fit best if I'd change the angle.   Absolutely not! There's a particular view I want when I walk out my front door.     Even the boys tried to help . . ... Keep Reading...

Living intentionally in a broken world . . .

I left you here three evenings ago with a story of chaos and danger . . . and a request for prayer for our children and staff in Vitoria, Brazil. A prayer that they would be kept safe through the night—and the days and nights to follow.   Thank you to everyone who prayed for them! Thank you for your emails and texts and comments.   I heard late yesterday that the police and government officials had reached an agreement. And today I am thankful to report that we've received an "all clear" from our staff. In fact, a group visiting our southern campus is being cleared to also visit Vitoria later this week. At last count, there were over 130 documented murders, but the death toll is sure increase as order is restored and ... Keep Reading...

SAFELY THROUGH THE NIGHT . . . A prayer in the midst of chaos

It was early morning when I last flew into Vitoria, Brazil.   Making my way immediately to Hope Mountain, the northern campus of Hope Unlimited for Children, I was met by lots of activity, learning, beauty . . .     . . . and lots of color.   There's no way I'd go there today.   Five days ago—last Saturday—police in Vitoria went on strike. Anarchy erupted. You may have read about it in the newspaper.   I knew nothing about the situation until late Monday night when Hope's CEO-founder/missionary-on-the-ground, Philip Smith, called to ask for prayers.   There was gunfire on our 100-acre campus.   By morning I learned more: Bandits are taking control ... Keep Reading...