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The Harvest is Plentiful
We continue to thank you all who remember us and pray for us here in Belem, Brazil. It has not always been an easy transition for each member of our family, and the waves of grief from our old life, and our former comforts continue to ebb and flow. However, we are comforted in the fact that we are exactly where God wants us to serve
By the Grace of God
Thank you, thank you, and thank you so much for your prayers, notes, texts, calls, cards, and everything else as we have finally transitioned into full-time missionary work in Belem, Brazil. It has been a long and spiritually growing year for all of the members of the Fox family. A little over a year ago the Lord asked us to do the unimaginable…
Adventures in Christ
I have never seen so many colors. The oranges that fade into pink, offset by the many hues of blues splashing beneath our boat. There is no land in sight, only the deep and rich blue of the ocean surrounds us. I find myself looking over all that the Lord has created and begin reflecting on the journey that has been our lives this past year.
Holding Up Their Arms
As a mom, when my kids were younger they would often stretch their arms up to me from below asking in their own way for me to comfort them, love them, acknowledge them, and so on. There were often no words that went along with this, it was just a gesture to me of what they needed. I don’t believe they knew themselves knew what they were needing, but they had an innate understanding that if only they raised their arms to me whatever it was would be ok.
We would appreciate your prayers as we work towards the possiblity of heading to Belem, Brazil. We are in contact with a group called Believers Bridge, www.believersbridge.org. They operate a christian academy where Krista has an opportunity to teach, and the boys might attend there. They are currently doing missions work along the Amazon river as well as developing a church in Belem, where I hope to help out.
The Good Missionary
It is still dark with only the slightest hint of day break when we pile into the car from our home one last time. We are leaving. There isn’t much left to sell, the goodbyes have been said, and all that is left to do is to leave. After months of preparing for this moment it is here. There’s no one here to send us off in some grand goodbye, it feels as if we were going on a long road trip, and that we could be back soon, but I know we won’t be returning to this house again.
Delight yourself in the Lord, Longboarding Missionaries
Psalm 37:3-4 Trust in the Lord, and do good; Dwell in the land, and feed on His faithfulness. Delight yourself also in the Lord, And He shall give you the desires of your heart. My wife learned how to longboard today, and she’s now, probably, the best longnboarding, live aboard, sailing, goofy footed missionary in all of Fort Lauderdale.
Counting the Costs
I am driving down the road in my comfortable SUV, taking my youngest son to his lacrosse game. As I drive this particular route, I am in awe of the large Rocky Mountains laid out before me. It is a beautiful mixture of country plains submitting themselves before the large Colorado Mountains. This is a road I have taken many times, and yet this time this particular drive is freeze framed in my mind.
Called Out Upon The Water
It’s night and I look across the bay from the dock where our borrowed sailboat is. A small town in the Dominican Republic that is our mission field sits unnaturally aglow, despite the complete darkness that surrounds it. It is a place filled with spiritual darkness, a place known as ‘Little Thailand’ due to the sex trade of men, women, boys and girls. I think this is what Sodom and Gomorrah must have resembled.