It has been a while since I have written about what is going
on in this old heart of mine. To be completely honest there hasn't been a lot.
We have settled in here and it has become home quicker than I can describe. I
am not shocked by the poverty anymore, and I know all of the names of the
street kids who ask you for money every time you walk past them. The beach is
still beautiful, and I still eat Indian food while sitting in the sand at least
twice a week.

I feel like Dorothy when she realizes that the tornado has
past, the witch is dead, lions and scarecrows can talk, and men can indeed be
made of tin. Oz isn't so strange anymore, and there is a mission and a yellow
path to take us there. The only thing I still struggle with is the military
time, so after noon I have no idea
what time it is.

It's back to being ordinary, and I have mixed feelings about
it. The ordinary can be boring, but it is in the ordinary that true
relationships are built and most everything else happens too.

God is teaching me a lot about simplicity. It seems like every
time I open God's word the Holy Spirit is screaming "look how simple it is
supposed to be!" Jesus just walked around. He taught, he ministered to
individuals, he fed the mobs, he discipled the twelve, he played with some
kids, he walked 20 miles out of the way to offer an adulterous woman living
water, he turned over tables and asked us to turn the other cheek.

I sense some people getting nervous, so I will change the
subject. God is seriously doing amazing things here. We have seen miracles and
had baptisms in the ocean. There is something stirring in the water here and I
am anxious to see what comes up.

Peace and Love,

Tag