Ryan & Jordan

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Good Friday

by ryan

Our Dear Readers,

This post will build off the last one—my main point in that post being:

“The fruit of disobedience is death”

(see last post if you want “What is the question?”)

It is fitting that it is Friday—even the 13th perhaps—because I will be reflecting on Good Friday.

The consensus among us, the American working class, is that Fridays are indeed good.  In fact, some people even thank God for Fridays. In related news, dogs who wear matching accessories might be learning this from their humans too.

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It is remarkable that even restaurants have named themselves in honor of this weekly act of thanksgiving. Before I inadvertently begin advertising for restaurateurs, I will . . . beep de mee beeeeeeeeep meeedo lumpa grumpa DING!

Our Dear Readers,

It is now hundreds of years BC and we are in the Kingdom of Judah, and for some reason, I am still writing in English. Are you still reading in English? Latin? Hebrew?

This depiction of Isaiah looks very Roman if you ask me

This depiction of Isaiah looks very Roman if you ask me, but props to Michelangelo for the chapel, and of course props to God for Michelangelo and Isaiah and their moms too

Isaiah, a prophet of the Most High, is preaching. Even if you think he is crazy (or you think I am crazy), come listen to him for a minute.  Check it out!

Isaiah cries out something like:

“Indeed, who would ever believe it?

Who would possibly accept what we’ve been told?

Who has witnessed the awesome power and plan of the Eternal in action?

Out of emptiness he came, like a tender shoot from the rock-hard ground.

He didn’t look like anything or anyone of consequence—

He had no physical beauty to attract our attention.

So he was despised and forsaken by men, this man of suffering, grief’s patient friend.

As if he was a person to avoid, we looked the other way;

He was despised, forsaken, and we took no notice of him.

Yet it was our suffering he carried, our pain and distress, our sick-to-the-soul-ness.

We just figured that God had rejected him, that God was the reason he hurt so badly.

But he was hurt because of us; he suffered so.

Our wrong doing wounded and crushed him.

He endured the breaking that made us whole

The injuries he suffered became our healing. . .”

Jesus is the ultimate champion of obedience even though he was far from successful in the world’s eyes. As Paul, or Saul of Tarsus, addressed Students-who-do-too of Jesus,

“He humbled Himself, obedient to death—a merciless death on the cross.”

And again to followers of Jesus:

“But think about this: while we were wasting our lives in sin, God revealed his powerful love to us in a tangible display–the Anointed One died for us. As a result, the blood of Jesus has made us right with God now, and certainly we will be rescued by Him from God’s wrath in the future.”

He died the death of a criminal well before even being able to celebrate being “over the hill”; He died on that hill, naked and mocked, the wrath of the Almighty poured out on him. He was cursed, his lifeless body hanging from a tree.

Mysteriously, Jesus has invited us to die with him and commanded his disciples to teach this to all peoples.

Jesus said something like:

“If any of you want to walk My path, you’re going to have to deny yourself. You’ll have to take up your cross every day and follow Me. If you try to avoid danger and risk, then you’ll lose everything. If you let go of your life and risk all for My sake, then your life will be rescued . . . Listen, what good does it do you if you gain everything–if the whole world is in your pocket–but then your whole life slips through your fingers and is lost to you.”

Scripture translations were taken from the Voice Bible

The Long Hiatus

by ryan

OK, so we haven’t blogged in a long time. The good news is most of you keep up with us in other ways too, so the silence didn’t worry anyone . . . right?

Something has happened since June! Well, OK, lots happened. We’ll recap the last half of 2014 and the beginning of this year.

We’ve been studying, speaking, meeting, and traveling quite a bit. God has been prompting people to partner with us  in prayer and finances, and we have made lots of progress toward having enough monthly partnerships to move.  However, we still need monthly partners so it’s not too late to partner with us!

In other news, we’ve finished two courses and are working on finishing two more. Another big accomplishment was mailing in a very thick stack of immigration paper work. We are getting closer!

Where have we been? We’ve been based out of Oklahoma City, but we have traveled to North Carolina, Southern California, Colorado, Nebraska, Kansas, Missouri, Idaho and Jamaica (family vacation–thanks Mom and Dad!).

We have enjoyed quite a bit of time with my side of the family and have had the privilege of being with Jordan’s side of the family too. It was great having her parents and sister visit us. Other highlights were Jordan’s grandpa’s 90th birthday, spending Christmas with my side of the family, and being with our new niece (picture) and her parents.


What are we doing now?
Getting ready for a trip to Washington and British Columbia, and a move to Dallas in February (among lots of other things). And yes, stay tuned, because we are drafting several more blog posts.

We are so thankful for all you who pray for us on a regular basis.  We pray for you too, so keep us posted!

Going South

by Jordee

In my mind I’m goin’ to Carolina…

James Taylor rings in my head every so often, particularly around Christmas and the start of summer. We’ll be going to Carolina again soon, and the feelings haven’t changed much since the first time I left home.


A lot of our lives will be spent traveling, meeting new people, learning new languages and cultures, and I wouldn’t trade any of it. But there is something consistently comforting about going back to where I grew up–like being invited inside out of the cold, and being wrapped in a warm blanket. The accent, the food, the hugs, the complete familiarity and the sense that not much as changed–it doesn’t get old when you are away so frequently.

Sure, I romanticize it a bit, but I also embrace my roots in a geographical place that is still so close to my heart. This time I’ll be returning with Ryan, which makes it that much sweeter. Home is where he is now, and where our Father is. And this time, home will be right near where it was for eighteen years.