I had a great weekend with missionary friends that are home on furlough. We attended the global fair with Eastern Mennonite Missions and also their commissioning service on Sunday. Overall – a win win across the board.
Some thoughts and reflections: As a child, my memories of missionaries are of “old” people coming to our church showing slides of Africa. The men wore funny “missionary” shirts and they brought hand crafted trinkets from other countries. I still have some of those trinkets in my house today. Men are still wearing those “missionary” shirts and the women still wear long colorful dresses in native patterns. I like them more now as an adult than when I was a child.
Missions is a tough gig. You need to go to another country and leave your family and friends. Your children are confused because they don’t know what nationality they are. Not…
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