I have sat at this darn screen a dozen times trying to think what I should write to tell all of you..whomever “you” are these days that read “us”. Words fail. I stall at the first sentence. I cannot simply put into words what life has been like for us since we came. Thankfully this week a woman I just met somehow did put it into words. She said to me “Angie living in Asia is completely different from living in the states, you are living in a place that less than 1% knows the name of Jesus.” Then she went on to say ” you will have to learn how to breathe differently, in America you can breathe air..here you learn to breathe underwater, and even when you learn how it will still feel like you are breathing thru a straw..not ever quite able to catch your breath fully.” Wow. I was stunned. That was it. Learning how to breathe a completely different way. No WONDER it’s hard! It’s not a bad thing, it’s just different and completely new! I walked away that night thankful for… A. I love when my heart can be articulated into words. B.I knew that we can learn this new way to breathe!

Somedays I close my eyes and think back to when all I could ever do was hope and pray into the dream of being a part of the solution for these kids! I am so thankful that this is my job! Doesn’t mean it’s not without “head- smacking -the -wall” days! He has pushed us to limits we didn’t even know were there..let alone thought we could withstand. The whole dad stays home and schools the kids and mom goes to work all day has turned our world upside down! Many many people here are shocked that we would switch roles, move our FOUR kids across the world( In Thailand that is an unbelievable amount of children)…all we can reply with is ” Do whatever it takes”. Jesus has set us free of so many things that should have enslaved us for a lifetime, He has honestly made us new. I think these kids should be offered the same freedom…if that means I learn how to breathe underwater, then hand me a straw.