Year: 2007

Ben’s auto mechanics project in the picture isn’t exactly what I’m talking about, although I’m thankful for that. Ben is making good progress on it, and it should soon be able to pass a safety inspection and be street legal. What we really need is a reliable, rugged, 4-wheel-drive vehicle that we can drive along …

A helicopter is a wonderful but expensive machine. With it, we save lives. We do that by moving Bible translators into places they can’t get with fixed wing aircraft or wheeled vehicles to bring the Word of God to people so that they can be saved. Eternal life is the greatest gift we can get …

I haven’t written much, here. I’ve been pretty busy with life, in general. There is so much that I want to do, and there seems to be so little time to do it. It takes some time to adjust to such a different place and culture, even though we have been here before. Not only …

I’m back living in Ukarumpa, again, and reflecting on life as a nomad for Jesus Christ. It is hard to express the full depth of the experience, strength and variety of emotions, the good, the bad, the ugly, the beautiful, and the precious that we go through as a family when moving internationally between such …

I was recently informed about the existence of a new freely downloadable Bible study program, called Bible Explorer. I’ve seen many of them, and some are rather amateurish, but this one is of professional quality. It reminds me of the old WordSearch software that I used to use a long time ago, except for the …

The U. S. Postal Service could learn a valuable lesson in customer service from the Australians. In Australia, you can decline junk mail at your mailbox, and the letter carrier honours your request. Cool, huh? Speaking of junk mail, I’d like to take this opportunity to answer some of it. This is most likely the …

I got to read Tom Sholes’ book, Rocks in my Backpack, before leaving the USA. I found out that he did, indeed mention me in his book and its associated web site, http://rocksinmybackpack.com, both by name and by photo, as he did many of the hundreds of boys (and girls) who had participated in his …

On Mother’s Day, my Mom told me that my scoutmaster wrote a book about his scouting experiences. Now, I’m curious. I wonder if, among all of the many boys he had grow up in his troop, he mentioned me, either by name, or by incident. Thinking back, I probably didn’t do much to deserve a …