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Beyond Me

HAnds“Indeed, my plans are not like your plans,

and my deeds are not like your deeds,

for just as the sky is higher than the earth,

so my deeds are superior to your deeds

and my plans superior to your plans.” (Isaiah 55:8-9)

“Go ahead son, let go. You can trust me,” Dad said. 

My feet dangled from a walnut tree, just beyond his reach. I shook my head and clutched the branches. A skinny six-year-old would have been an easy catch, but I wouldn’t make the leap. Something in my juvenile reasoning concluded that if I couldn’t catch a falling person nobody else could either, not even my strong father.

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Emancipated Caveman

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But you are a chosen race, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, a people of his own, so that you may proclaim the virtues of the one who called you out of darkness into his marvelous light. (1 Peter 2:9)

“Sallie, you come away from that light. Come on, Baby-girl, we stay down here where Master can’t find us.”

Maroons, they were called, runaway slaves who hid in the swamps during the U.S. Civil War. Pattin and his wife were examples. They bore fifteen children inside a cave they dug from the earth. Imagine those kids living underground, in constant fear, not feeling sunshine on their skin until after the war when they were teenagers.

Like the Pattin children, we are born into a world system that’s as unnatural as a cave. We grow up slaves to the darkness of wealth, appearance, and acceptance. We are created to live in the sunshine of God’s love, but our earthen cravings keep us blind to the fulness of life.

When I was eleven, Jesus called me out of the cave. For a while I lived free above ground, delivered from the counterfeit life. But in my teen years, my cave-dulled senses couldn’t handle the radiance of unlimited love. I crawled back into the pit.

Now, I’m a part-time caveman. I dance in the sweet air of liberation, but then sneak back down the tunnel to slavery. The problem is I misunderstand my identity.

I am not a caveman, a mole hiding his fear and shame from the light of truth. I’ve been chosen for freedom, made into a royal prince, adopted into a holy nation of people belonging to God Almighty. At great expense to Jesus, I’m emancipated. That’s who I really am—not a cave-dweller. I don’t want to spend any more of my years in that half-existence.

Prayer: Savior, thank you for calling me out of darkness into your marvelous light.

Ministry Update

IMG 0386Dear Beloved Friends,
A quick update to let you know we have decided to stay in Washington State, ready to bloom where God plants us. It's time to do something more accommodating to Dani’s mobility challenges. 
We are teaching/counseling at the local crisis pregnancy center, My Choices. Dani is developing a post-abortion trauma workshop and Don is helping the male clients. Our elders approved Don to teach and publish his books, so we will be busy.
Thank you for all your prayers and support over the past twelve years of foreign ministry. It has been a privilege to work alongside you.
Please note that our account at Pioneers has been closed and we are no longer receiving donations.
We will be praising God along with you on this Christmas. His favor is evident over the whole earth, including in America.
Love and peace,
Don & Dani