One step closer to Moldova

One step closer to Moldova

Several years ago, I bought a small half-acre lot in a subdivision that had been planned, but never realized. I had hopes and dreams of building a small off-grid mancave on the property, somewhere to just get away and yet still close enough to run home for lunch or whatever.

I’ve enjoyed my little piece of the earth. It was overgrown and underutilized, it called to me. I’ve created raised beds, planted olives, cherries, almonds, blackberries, blueberries, etc.

I’ve experimented with solar power, wind power, rainwater collection, different farming and composting techniques – all those weird messy things your wife really doesn’t want you doing in the yard or to your house! My little mancave property has given me opportunities to chop down trees, dig holes, gather “stuff”, park a boat, build a tiny-house from scraps, and more – all at my own pace and whim.

It’s also exposed me to the ugly facts about our society. How quickly people will steal a chained and locked trailer, or will help themselves to your garden. I’ve had lessons on security, lessons on patience, and lessons on forgiveness, to name just a few.

When I had a heart-attack in November of 2015, I knew that my affair with my little mancave property would end, but being the eternal optimist, I knew that the land was paid for, and the taxes were minimal. Even though I knew I wouldn’t be able to continue to work out at my little mancave – it just wasn’t practical to be out alone working in the Texas heat, I dreaded the thought of selling it. It represented a lot of time and sweat equity. It represented my work and efforts, it was my own messy reflection of me, and it was mine!

While I was recovering from the surgery, I had a lot of time to sit and think, to reflect back on my life and both the things I had gotten right … and wrong. I thought about the people I had helped, and the people I had hurt. I felt good about the people I had helped the nice things I had done for and to people, but I felt terrible about the pain I had caused. I know that I have been forgiven for my past sins, and I’ve even dealt with my own unforgiveness. I don’t deserve it, but I welcome God’s grace in my life.

After accepting that Kim and I would be going to Moldova, I felt a tugging at my heartstrings, it was time to let the mancave property go. At first, I really didn’t want to. I wanted to keep it, it was mine! But the more I prayed about it, the stronger I felt the need to let it go, now, not later. So I obeyed and we listed the property for sale.

Within twenty-four hours of listing the property, we had an offer and many, many calls of interest! It took a week or so to strike a deal and we closed today, and that chapter is now finished and we will be able to sow the proceeds to the efforts in Moldova.

John and Adriana Lungu

John and Adriana Lungu

You ever meet someone and just know that God has put them in your life? For me, John and Adriana Lungu are just those sorts of people. They are the kind of people that you just feel when you are around them.

John and Adriana have a heart for people, and they have a calling on their life that is truly evidence of God’s supernatural workings in the modern world. They have been called to Moldova to share God’s agape love with the Moldovan people, without question, without regret – with open hearts and simple yet refined and dignified faith.

John has a background in electronics and Adriana is a mechanical engineer, so their education and skill sets have put them in a place where they could have a very comfortable life here in the U.S., but they set that aside – because they dare to be doers, not just followers. They inspire me.

Through Journey to Hope they are working to combat human trafficking by bringing awareness to the most vulnerable segment of Moldovan society, the orphans, the young, and the disadvantaged in both the cities and rural areas. God is putting together a team to help with the work at hand, but it is a huge task with few workers and few resources.

In addition to this job (a huge undertaking in and of itself!) they will be planting churches in several cities, establishing a university outreach, leading small groups, and more. You can find out more about the work they are doing at eurasianorthwest.org.

Doing what they are doing, they will be exposed to the ugly, the messy, and unsavory side of people. That can have a real effect not only on them, but also on their marriage and their children. Please join me in praying for John and Adriana Lungu and their family, that God will provide the strength, fortitude, grace, and provision that they need, and that they may touch the hearts and lives of the Moldovan people.

Called Life on Facebook

Called Life on Facebook

Last night, Called Life, was born – on Facebook! I created the basic page layout and after a couple of introductory posts, I started sending out invites. So far I’ve invited over 1,000 people to ‘check it out’. I’ve been jotting down lots of ideas on my random thoughts about how I can get the word out, not only about what we are doing, but also for the overall Called Life blog. I also started using the #calledlife hashtag for those of you who are interested in that kind of thing. The url for the facebook page is www.facebook.com/ourcalledlife if you want to like us there.

This is about as grass-roots as it gets, one guy sitting in front of his computer a little each day! I put together several posts today over on facebook, but just wanted to make a note of it, here, too. I’ll be putting together a post with some Moldova facts and etc. in the coming days, it’ll probably take some time to fully flesh it out, so keep an eye out for that.

Thanks for visiting!

What is Normal?

What is Normal?

My wife is finalizing her paper from her trip to the Solomon Islands, and she has made some phone calls, we will be going through the process to become ‘official’ Missionary Associates to Moldova. Well, technically, she will be the official missionary and I, her dear husband, will be the spouse.

While I have my good days, and my bad, I am for all intents and purposes a disabled veteran. The list of medical conditions is pretty long, but I believe that just like some of the examples we have in the Bible, God has used my physical suffering to not only build my testimony, but to provide me (us) freedom to answer His calling for our lives in a way that I could have never anticipated, expected, or planned for.

We have a lot of role reversals in our household, to some it would seem abnormal, but what is NORMAL, anyways? While she will be working on developing a curriculum for educating the youth of Moldova about human trafficking; I will be making sure she is well fed, has clean clothes, and basically ‘getting her back’. I’m good at that.

I have another week of cardiac rehab and have been cleared for travel, I have another month or two before my sternum fully heals from having had open heart surgery back in November. I continue to exercise and prepare myself physically, mentally, and spiritually for the road ahead while God continues to heal my body.

It’s funny how seeking the Word helps explain some things. I was looking up one specific verse and was shown instead 1 Peter 5:6-11 (ISR)

6 Humble yourselves, then, under the mighty hand of Elohim, so that He exalts you in due time, 7 casting all your worry upon Him, for He is concerned about you. 8 Be sober, watch, because your adversary the devil walks about like a roaring lion, seeking someone to devour. 9 Resist him, firm in the belief, knowing that the same hardships are experienced by your brotherhood in the world. 10 And the Elohim of all favour, who called you to His everlasting esteem by Messiah Yeshua, after you have suffered a while, Himself perfect, establish, strengthen, and settle you. 11 To Him be the esteem and the might forever and ever. Amen.

Why Moldova?

Why Moldova?

Why would I leave my comfortable house and life, travel to the other side of the globe to Europe’s poorest country? Not by choice, but by calling. That’s just the way it happens. At least, for me.

I guess the simple answer is, why not Moldova?  I’ve never been to Moldova, so I’ve been doing a lot of research and I find Moldova to be a true diamond in the rough; quite raw, actually.