Ryan & Jordan

with Pioneer Bible Translators

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.

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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!

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the last three months

by Jordee

Since our last post, a lot has happened. The more we have going on to write about, the less time there is to write. But here’s to catching up.

Since April, we have said very bittersweet goodbyes to North Carolina–family, friends, our borrowed little house, Cheerwine. We have celebrated our first anniversary! We have hit the road a few times: once up to Ontario to see a couple dear friends be married, once heading west to stay with our Oklahoma City family for a couple days, and once heading south to be with our Pioneer Bible Translators family for a month.

Our month in Dallas was full in a couple different senses. Our schedule was full with varying long hours 6 days a week. But it was full in the heart sense too. Our hearts filled up the first week reconnecting with dear people we hadn’t seen in a very long while at the place where we met three years ago. We were blessed by learning about how God is blessing the nations, and we were filled up with what we learned from fellow missionaries who have gone and come back. Week two and three, we were saturated with training: 3 days of training how to build a team of partners who will work alongside us through praying and giving, followed by 9 days of training how to take physical care of our families and the people we serve. These days included giving each other injections, learning how to diagnose and treat diseases, learning how to insert catheters and to suture, how to take care of wounds and burns, how to set and splint broken bones, and many more incredibly useful topics that make me (Jordan) a bit dizzy.

To cap off our time in Dallas, we encountered two copperhead snakes within a few minutes of each other during our last night. For any readers who live in the Dallas area, you’re welcome for responsibly having them both killed.

Hopefully you feel caught up, though I do apologize for how the busyness of this post reflects the busyness of these couple months. Later posts will likely be a bit less scattered, perhaps including an introductory post about the country we’ll be living in next year. Here’s a preview:

Season of surprise

by Jordee

My favorite time of year is finally here. Its arrival is particularly welcome after this frigid and long winter. Good riddance snow and ice and short days. Though I spend most of winter craving the start of spring, when it comes, I find myself pleasantly startled again and again. It brings more relief, more lightness of heart, than I had remembered to anticipate. It surprises me.

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To celebrate this season of new birth and surprise endings that are also the most natural, here is one of my favorite poems I’ve ever come across.

This time of year,
what with bulbs bursting
through to light, crashing
headlong into color, puff balls
of sudden pink, cloud clumps
of eager violet and white crowding,
clustering, clambering up and along
each naked stem and branch,
what with the gray lawn’s sweet,
impulsive greening, the chill creek’s
snow-melt speedy surface coat
of foam and flashing ripples,
what with these birdsong brimming dawns,
these chirping, marsh-born, peeper
chants that hymn the day to rest,
what with such hastening, glad abandon
rushing, coursing, flooding, charging
toward life, tales of a vacant tomb,
of bindings cast like scattered husks
and the rumbling of a cold, dead rock
to clear the way for all that is to come,
such tales seem almost natural. What else
should we have expected, after all?

– J. Barrie Shepherd