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It’s our silver wedding anniversary today. Join in the celebration, won’t you?
 
And wife, je t’aime de tout mon coeur!  
 

The visiting missionary was asked by the preacher: You’ve been here for a month. What can you tell me about this church? And the missionary, who’d spent hours and hours at table with Christians from that church community responded: What surprises me is that everybody, everybody has a story.
Having lived 23 years in the same [...]

There has been a garbage strike going on in Naples for months. Seems that the Mafia controls the garbage pickup and disposal, and they decided to flex their muscles. There is garbage everywhere, stacked up on every other corner. Plastic bags float in the wind. Gulls and dogs nip at the garbage.
But the 14 youth [...]

We arrived back in Lausanne on Monday morning at 1 AM after a wonderful teen mission trip. Good to be home. Wife got up the next morning and left with the Kee family from Geneva to cook for 40 folks for a week-long retreat in Germany.
Thanks for your prayers. Some news about Naples is [...]

Thursday afternoons have become a favorite time for me. At 4 PM, I often meet F. at the Manora cafeteria at the center of Lausanne. F’s 15 and very interested in spiritual things he can discover in the Bible. His parents are long-time members of the church here, and F. and I have been studying [...]

Today, I’m in Naples, Italy with a group of teens on mission…
Jim McGuiggan had on his site a blurb about the practice of the Jews concerning contentious subjects which are not clearly defined by Scripture. When arriving in a new village (say… Naples), the Jew would simply ask the Rabbi: "What’s the practice here?" [...]

While on the subject of prayer, many of you know that we in Lausanne have the tradition of reading through  Psalms, one psalm each Sunday, one after the other. I wanted to write praying through the Psalms, but I think some of the psalms just get read-through and not prayed-through. I’m talking about myself, not [...]

The Tuesday prayer group at the local Protestant Evangelical Reformed Church of the Canton of Vaud (that really is its name) always has two antiphonal prayers… One at the beginning and another, appropriately, at the end. One of the weekly participants, a very kind, yet very-old-enough-to-know-she-can-speak-her-mind lady, told me she hates those prayers. (I kind [...]

In Burundi, you could walk into about any neighborhood, any village really, and find yourself surrounded by children. Laughing, smiling children who loved making fun of the “Europeans” in their midst, calling out “zungo”, or something much like it (to my ears), which I’m sure is a term of deep respect reserved for strangers in [...]