The Taxi Driver Said Yes Please
Laura and I walked out to the main road near the Ruckmans' house this morning, and a taxi pulled over
Laura and I walked out to the main road near the Ruckmans' house this morning, and a taxi pulled over
We were sitting in the gate area in Accra, waiting for our flight to Takoradi, when I heard two men
Our flight out of Houston left forty-five minutes late, which by missionary travel standards is basically early. Somewhere over the Atlantic,
Houston to Dubai on the Biggest Airplane in the World Our Emirates flight leaves Houston at 7:10 p.m. on Thursday.
We pulled back into our own driveway this week after a month that put a lot of miles behind us.
We sat three rows back this morning, listening to a preacher who has known me since I was two years
By the end of June, we had spent 140 days in church this year and put over 35,000 miles on
Laura and I have two piles being built right now. One pile is labeled "coming home with us." The other
Being home for a few days has been nice. So far this year, I have driven thirty-five thousand miles and
This Consford prayer letter for May covers two graduations, a quiet week in Kentucky, and a deputation truck that decided