The family that camps together . . .

Jim, Sue, and Matthew Martis make sure the Memorial Day Weekend Family Tenting Camp happens each year. They cover all the bases, including feeding Paul and Virginia. :)

Well, we’re not in Uganda anymore. :) Not long after our noon return from Uganda at Logan on Friday, May 22, we packed up our gear and headed to Myles Standish State Park in Plymouth for our annual Memorial Day Weekend Family Tenting Camp. Stating the obvious, the weekend wouldn’t have been were it not for Jim and Sue Martis, who in spite of many challenges leading up to the weekend, once again pulled it off beautifully. We are so thankful for their partnership!

Pastor Paul leads the family devotions in his inimitable style. :)

Twenty-eight families pitched their tents and disconnected from the busyness and distractions of life for three wonderful days of true “communal” living. Throughout the days, families connected with each other at the lake’s edge, over fishing poles, on the “speedway” supervising dozens of children-driven bikes, or around an unlit campfire ring. Everyone watched out for each other’s kids with a kind of “this is the way it used to be” nostalgia . . . and children played with reckless abandon and without the fears which seem to inhibit such freedom in our neighborhoods. It’s amazing how few “props” (electronic or material) kids need when the great outdoors becomes their playground. Sticks, dirt, rocks, and water, when added to imagination, are all it takes to “while away the hours.” We loved watching the children play together.

Mike and Ann-Marie Allen and family served as worship leaders for the weekend and did a fabulous job.

Wai-Chin and Fannie Ng, with children Gracie and Evan, enjoy the evening worship.

Each evening, we all gathered at the common site for dinner together, followed by worship and devotions. Mike and Ann-Marie Allen and family led the worship and did a great job. Paul led interactive family devotions, with eager participation from all ages. S’mores closed out each evening’s activities.

Each night, devotions were followed by s’mores at the community fire.

Nathaniel thoroughly enjoys a s'more.

Though the weather wasn’t ideal, it was certainly manageable. Some rain visited both Saturday and Sunday, but the Lord protected us from the powerful thunderstorms and hailstorms which hit the town of Plymouth, just miles away.

John Barker once again thrills the children with a catch and release fish. It looks so much like previous catches, we’re wondering if its a plant...

Families pitch in with dinner preparation and many hands make light work.

Monday was beautiful and warm, so lake-front activities were enjoyed by all - but not until after the first annual Memorial Day Weekend Family Tenting Camp Parade made its way through the campground. Led by the Barker family, dozens of bicycle “floats” accompanied by a medley of patriotic songs commemorated this national holiday. Plans are already underway for next year’s parade.

Monday morning, Ted and Lauren Hall hosted a community breakfast at their campsite.

The Barkers spear-headed the first annual Memorial Day Family Tenting Camp Parade. The bike “floats” were accompanied by a medley of patriotic tunes and the holiday was duly celebrated.

Faith Metaxotos sums up the weekend with her cherubic smile.

All too quickly, the weekend came to an close. To soften the disappointment, all remaining campers caravanned to Ericson’s Ice Cream stand in nearby Carver. That was a sweet way to end a great weekend.

Our final stop: Duxbury, for dinner with our dear friend, Thora Eames. It was too cold and wet to bring her to the campsite this year, sadly, so we brought a little of camp to her.

Paul and I traveled home via Duxbury to have dinner with our dear 91-year-old friend, Thora. We had wanted to bring her to dinner at camp one night, but the weather didn’t cooperate. It was such a joy to see her! We always leave encouraged and inspired by her life.

Finally, our own bed . . . for the second time in five weeks. It’s good to be home for a bit before leaving for Campus by the Sea on June 13.

We are so thankful for the incredible experiences we’ve had between Louisiana, California, and Uganda over these past weeks. Through it all, we’ve seen the hand of God directing His work in each context. What a privilege to be on His team.

Last Days in Africa

This hippo gave us a once over.

We’ve not had Internet since we left Murchison Falls early Monday morning, so I’m now writing Thursday night as we fly from Entebbe to Boston via Nairobi and Amsterdam. Even if we had had Internet, our days were so full, and started so early, I’m not sure I would’ve found the time to write. Nestled now on our KLM flight, I’m once again pinching myself to make sure this is all real. This whole trip seems surreal in so many ways.

On the Murchison Falls cruise, we disembarked briefly for a photo op on a small rock island.

The baboon athletic trainer does leg stretches on his patient. :)

Backing up to Monday a.m., we were up bright and early in order to leave the Paraa Hotel, in time to catch a small barge which would ferry us to the other side of the Nile. Waving good-bye to the baboons who had come to see us off, the next leg of our adventure began.

Leaving Murchison Falls early in the morning, we were ferried to the other side of Nile to continue our journey. “Our” vehicle is to the left of Doug.

For the next eight hours, we bounced and jogged and twisted and turned over miles of unpaved, red clay, very rutted “roads” in our very bouncy Range Rover. We flew past mud hut village after mud hut village, and trading center after trading center. Because it seems that Ugandans live outside, as we passed through populated areas, we made quite a stir. Shouts, waves, and big smiles greeted us from every child as we passed through their villages. “Mzungu! How are you?” we’d hear from welcoming little ones who wanted nothing more than a smile and a wave in return. It was precious.

A typical Ugandan scene, with many people on foot along the roadways.

Seeing the people was the best part of this day and they helped us keep our minds off the challenge of such a long, jarring ride on such a challenging road. We were ever so happy to arrive at our destination, Ndali Lodge, in Fort Portal around 4:30 that afternoon. And it was so worth the drive!

The thatched roof cottages or bandas we stayed in at the Ndali Lodge in Fort Portal.

Perched atop a hill, overlooking the Queen Elizabeth Game preserve on one side, and clear, pristine Crater Lake on the other, with the Rwenzori Mountain range creating a distant boundary to the northwest, we were swept into another secluded sanctuary at the Ndali Lodge. Each “hotel room” was a free-standing, Thomas Kinkade-style, thatched roof cottage, positioned to take in the spectacular views. Though non-electrified, two small solar powered lamps and many candles provided lighting. It was one of the most beautiful and romantic places we’ve ever been.

Soon after arriving, Paul, Julie, and I took off to hike around Crater Lake to capture the last vestiges of daylight, and succeeded in getting a 3-mile-hike in before being treated to a spectacular sunset, which I watched while soaking in a huge, hot bath. Can it get any better than that? Dinner was served at a long, candlelit community table, so we joined six other guests, along with the proprietor, Aubrey, and his fiance, Claire. The food was delicious and the interaction lively as Italians, Brits, and Americans chatted amiably. It was a perfect ending to the day.

One of the adorable chimps we watched in the Kibale National Forest.

Tuesday morning, we were up early (there is a theme . . . every day we were up very early!) to go to the Kibale National Park and track chimpanzees. There was no arm twisting needed, and there were no thoughts of sleeping past that alarm. I have had a life-long love for chimps, so this was a fulfillment of many dreams.

Our team was captivated by our guide, Gerard, who helped us successfully track dozens of chimps.

Our guide, Gerard, took the five of us, and off we went into the forest. It didn’t really seem to take us long to find many chimps eating in the fig tree and that mesmerized us for the next couple of hours. We watched them play, eat, move about, stare back at us, and act in very human-like ways. We tracked several on foot. We listened to them “talk” to each other. It was more than amazing. A few red-tailed monkeys swung through while we were watching for chimps, and dozens of beautiful birds filled the airwaves with their chatter. It was a most magical time and we were so thankful for it. Our guide indulged our desire to see the tree house accommodation we had read about at the visitor center, and we were all pretty impressed with the thought of spending a night IN the chimp ladened jungle. It has definite rite-of-passage possibilities...

These are the acacia tree eating elephants who were so intent on getting water, they never really noticed us.

Back to the Ndali Lodge for showers and a bountiful lunch before heading to the Queen Elizabeth Game Preserve. Fortunately, the two-hour drive was on paved roads and very easy. :) We drove the Preserve prior to arriving at our hotel, and after the heavily populated savannahs of Murchison Falls, the Queen Elizabeth seemed sparse. It had plenty of kolbs, water buffaloes, water bucks, and birds, but there are no giraffes there and we saw elephants only at a distance. That is, until we got about 12 km from our hotel—and then, just about a half hour prior to sunset, we “drove into” lots of elephants. A group of them were trying to pull down an acacia tree, and our driver, Vincent, said that they were looking for water. We were spellbound until the sun set, watching the antics of these huge, whimsical creatures. We were also treated to see three of them “play fight” in the middle of the road, and I could easily imagine their mother telling them to knock it off. :)

Play-fighting elephants captivated us (and also blocked the road temporarily).

I was continually overwhelmed by the wonders of creation as we explored these preserves. The handiwork of God is evident everywhere, for sure, but the majesty and intricacies of life in these parts is breathtaking. God left no detail undone. Everything fits. It’s laughable to me to think that many people believe the intricate design of each creature “just happened.” Our experience in the jungles, on the water, and on the savannahs only deepened our love and respect for Creator God.

We finally tore ourselves away from the elephant party and checked into our hotel. Our “final sleeping place” was at the Mweya Lodge, a beautiful resort located in the Queen Elizabeth preserve. We were in the lap of luxury there, from beautiful rooms to phenomenal food, all set on spectacular grounds.

The birds seem quite at ease sunbathing with the crocodile.

Doug Macrae captures the Africa Fish Eagle coming in for a landing.

Sunrise over the Queen Elizabeth Game Preserve; we were on our way to track more chimps.

After a great night of sleep, our final day on tour began early Wednesday morning. Up and off with boxed breakfasts, we headed out for another chimp-tracking venture. This one took us into a deep canyon with a river running through it. Our guides, Benjamin and Caleb, explained that only one chimp family inhabited the canyon and it had about 20 members. They also explained that the reason Caleb was armed was to fire shots into the air to frighten the elephants, hippos, or lions that frequent the canyon. Yikes! Off we went with a spirit of trepidation and adventure.

Down deep in the jungle, we tracked those elusive chimps for almost 6 kms.

Four hours later, after hiking almost 6 km over and under and across the canyon, we emerged up the steep wall of the canyon with no chimp sitings. Though obviously disappointing on one hand, the hike was great and we learned a ton about the ecosystem of the area. We also saw a green mamba snake, a hippo, several red-tailed monkeys, and a little family of black and white colobus monkeys. It was satisfyingly challenging.

Hippos and water buffalo were plentiful in the channel which connects Lake George and Lake Edwards.

The smiles on our faces are because we emerged from our rigorous hike in tact. Sadly, we found no chimps on this hunt, but we had a great time.

Back to the Mweya Lodge for a pool-side lunch, which was lovely and relaxing. And then off on another cruise: this one in the channel which connects Lake George and Lake Edward. Our guide was phenomenal and gave us great information about the gorgeous birds of Uganda, the hippos and water buffalo (which are clearly not on the endangered species list,) the crocodiles, and everything else we saw on the cruise. It’s still hard to believe everything we saw was real and not just a very well-done Disney reproduction. :) Memories of the Jungle Cruise at Disneyland (and all those puns) kept surfacing as we cruised and I just have to say—Disneyland does a great job of making it real. But the truly real is so inspiring. Again, we were filled with awe at the depth and detail of God’s creativity.

Our driver, Vincent, did a great job of getting us around this beautiful country.

Our last night on safari was bittersweet. So thankful for all of the wonders and delights of the past days; so sad that our time with Julie was coming to a close. We had a wonderful last dinner, filled with chatter and laughter about the many sights, sounds, and experiences of the trip. How blessed are we.

Enjoying the safari from the top of the Range Rover.

We were up early and on the road to Entebbe by 7:45. The uneventful trip over good roads was a nice ending to our safari. Derek Johnson (Executive Director of the CURE hospital in Mbale) met us at a restaurant in Entebbe with all the bags we left behind in Kampala (our speaking clothes were unnecessary on the safari) and we had a leisurely and enjoyable dinner together before heading to the airport. Though it was sad to say good-bye to Jules, we are so grateful for the ways God is meeting and using her in Mbale. It is abundantly clear that she is just where He wants her right now.

Another amazing sunset.

So with hearts full of gratitude and eyes full of wonder, we begin our 23-hour journey home. We have only praise for our experiences in Uganda, and since we’ve left a good chunk of our hearts there, we expect we’ll be back. We are most indebted to and grateful for Doug and Julie Macrae, whose generosity made the safari a reality. So much more than “just” a safari, it was a life experience, a cultural experience, and a deeply bonding experience not just with them, but with our youngest daughter, whose heart will never be the same again because of these months in Africa. We will always treasure the moments and memories of this incredibly unique and blessed journey.

Thanks for your prayers and support as well. From the significant ministry opportunities in Kampala, to the safe and beautiful travel, we felt the presence of God at every turn. We are truly grateful for you standing with us.

Standing on the equator as it passes through Uganda.

One final photo before we leave our Julie in her new home-away-from-home.

Sipi Falls and Safari!

The giraffes exchange sweet nothings; how sweet to see happy couples!

I’m sorry the last entry was so brief; I was losing the race against time. We’ve been internet-less since, but here’s the latest.

We did go to Sipi Falls for Thursday night and we had a great adventure. “Lachan Lodge” is perched on a bluff overlooking the whole Karamajon Valley and is an amazing getaway place, with only a few “bandas” for rent which have a very “Swiss Family Robinson Treehouse” feel, but without the trees.

Doug and Julie relax in front of their “banda” at Sipi Falls.

There’s no electricity, no flush toilets, and no connection with the real world. We had a wonderfully relaxing time, which was welcome after our busy days in Kampala.

And the inside of the banda . . . how Disneyland-esque is this place?? We LOVED it.

We drank in the beauty and let the stillness settle our souls. And we hit the hay early—which was much needed by then. Up to a gorgeous sunrise, and then off on a perfect hike to Sipi Falls.

Viewing the sunrise over the Karamajon Valley Friday morning.

Our guide, Joel, was fabulous. Raised in that valley, he is the first from his tribe to go to college and, fittingly, he is a tourism major. He’ll succeed! He made the hike most enjoyable as he explained flora, fauna, crops, and the way of life of his tribe.

The proud hikers make it to Sipi Falls and it was SO worth it!

Our stay at Sipi Falls came quickly to an end after lunch, but we really wanted to get back to CURE to spend more time with Julie’s people. We met more staff who had returned from their mobile clinic outreach, checked in on the babies, and got more of a flavor for the work there. It is very impressive.

Isaac, David, and Apollo, co-workers at CURE, pose with Julie in the Physio Therapy room at the hospital. She is so grateful for wonderful staff!

Derek had us over to his house for a yummy dinner of veggie fajitas (using the raw flour tortillas we had brought Julie from the states) and we had such a nice evening together. We enjoyed the whole experience—from meeting his two Great Dane puppies, Jack and Lemon, to solving most of the problems of the world as we talked into the night. We hated to see it end, but the sand was almost through the hour glass for our time in Mbale, so we went home and packed.

Dr. John (neuro-surgeon at the hospital) and his wife Liesl and their son Ryan stopped by for a visit at Derek’s house. Dr. John is a dedicated man of God who is using his immense gifts and talents to change eternity for these precious families who seek care at CURE.

We were up and at it early Saturday to begin our safari. Doug and Julie (and our Julie) have planned and booked the whole trip, so it’s been unfolding for us delightfully at every turn.

We’re off and running on the safari!! Good-bye Mbale; hello Murchison Falls!

Our drive from Mbale via Lira to Murchison Falls was long, but so interesting. Tribe after tribe, trading center after trading center, we covered many miles before entering the game preserve around 4 p.m. Though sleep threatened to overtake me at various points, I didn’t want to miss anything . . . so I kept my eyes glues to the environs. It was fascinating. Ugandans are friendly, colorful, and resourceful. I’m trying to absorb them.

Our FIRST wildlife sighting . . . a huge baboon on the side of the road!

Our first wildlife sighting was thrilling to say the least. Many baboons live near the rapids of the Nile and we were captivated by them. I could watch them all day. Obviously, we didn’t . . . On we went, and eventually were welcomed to the savannah by a gorgeous giraffe, alone. As we drove through the preserve, we quickly discovered that we really didn’t need to take quite so many photos of that one lone giraffe, since it became clear as we continued our exploration that his clan was abundant! The thrill did not dissipate, no matter how many animals we saw—elephants, kolbs, hartebeasts, water buffalo, wart hogs, birds, and more. The savannah was teaming with life.

This elephant started our early morning safari off on the right foot as he ran right in front of our Range Rover. :)

Two and a half hours later, just as the sun was setting, we arrived at the Paara Lodge. It was a truly magical day. Dinner and showers and then to bed. Exhausted but happy.

Sun sets over the savannah after a wonderful day of traveling from Mbale.

This morning our safari began at 7, and we spent about 4 hours driving through the savannah, again seeing a ton of game.

Jules and I on top of the Range Rover, taking in breathtaking evidences of God's incredible handiwork in creation.

New sightings today included a python and a monitor lizard, and then lots of more of the same. But all different. We loved it. This afternoon we took a “cruise” up the Nile and saw a bazillion hippos and a smaller number of crocodiles. It was like living a National Geographic dream. The cruise took us to Murchison Falls, which were lovely, and then back.

On the River Nile, with Murchison Falls in the background, we had a wonderful open boat “cruise” up the river, seeing crocodiles, hippos, elephants, eagles, etc.

Returning to the lodge, we were fortunate to see a huge hippo happily grazing on the churchyard grass, surrounded by lots of baboons who were completely indifferent to this big guy. We were mesmerized and took way too many photos. We felt very blessed.

Baboon family welcomes a very new member . . . how cute is this??

We leave early in the morning for Ft. Portal and the next leg of our safari. We’re having the time of our lives and are so thankful for this wonderful opportunity.

Blessings and love from Uganda—
Virginia

Arrival in Mbale

Eunice and Innocent

Writing from the guesthouse on the CURE hospital compound on Thursday afternoon, we’re pinching ourselves to make sure we’re really here in Julie’s new world. All of her blogs and descriptions have certainly given us some insight, but as has been said, there’s nothing like experiencing something firsthand. What a gift to be here!

Derek secures luggage to the top of his car for the trip to Mbale.

We left Kampala yesterday morning around 11, after having a brief frenzy as we tried to locate our passports, which had been put away so securely that we couldn’t find them. Thankfully, we located them after only about 15 minutes of searching and that was a big “praise the Lord.” We really wanted to avoid giving up time getting them replaced.

Farewell to John and Cindy Norton

More luggage? Why not? Picking Doug and Julie up for the trip to Mbale.

The next challenge was getting six people and luggage into Derek’s five-seater SUV. He had booked a second car to transport all of us, but we talked him into allowing us to cram into one vehicle so we could experience the three-hour drive together. He consented, and probably regretted that as he worked to secure the luggage on top of his vehicle. :) He’s obviously done it before, and was a great sport about it. Julie was the other great sport, as she rode in the back with the rest of the luggage. She insisted on it since she’s made the drive many times and wanted us to really be able to see it, but it also was a sacrifice which definitely cost her.

Julie prepares for her ride in the back of the car. :)

We bade farewell to John and Cindy who had provided a wonderful home away from home for our week in Kampala, and off we drove. It is so broadening to see new places and new people. We didn’t miss a thing as we drove through “trading center” after “trading center” en route to Mbale. The countryside of Uganda is beautiful. The red soil reminded me of Prince Edward Island, and the agriculture did as well. We passed fields of sugar cane and tea plantations, all thriving and robust. We passed people selling, riding, playing, sitting, biking, talking, hanging. In the words of our Trinidadian friends, these people seem to know how to “lime.”

Lunch at 2 Friends in Ginja.

We stopped for lunch in Ginja after passing the headwaters of the Nile and had some yummy African stew. On to the coffee shop for delicious coffee, and then on to Mbale.

Coffee break . . .

The highlight obviously was arriving at the hospital and meeting the staff, the mamas, and the babies. Julie is very well loved here; everyone we talked to let us know how wonderful she is. We weren’t surprised, but we were proud of the way she has impacted this community in such a short time. It was pretty emotional for me to tour the ward and meet the children whose lives are being changed physically, and whose Mamas are being changed spiritually. This is an incredible place.

We eventually made it to a fabulous Indian restaurant (Derek’s personal favorite) and had a leisurely dinner on the rooftop. A perfect end to a full and wonderful day.

Today started with devotions with the staff and we were again reminded of our unity in the body of Christ. A small taste of heaven. Breakfast at the guesthouse: fresh mangos, fresh yogurt, fresh granola, fresh coffee. Yummy! Julie then took us to the market and there are no words to describe that experience. I’ll let the photos speak a thousand words, but suffice it to say that we were very impressed with her ability to wheel and deal in a seemingly unmzungu-like way. :)

The market . . .

Doug and Julie with Innocent.

Julie with Evas and Eunice.

We’ve interacted on the compound since, and joined the staff for a lunch of g-nut sauce, rice, and sweet potatoes. It was really good. We’ve loved every minute of our time. We’re headed out for an overnight at Sipi Falls, so more later. Keep praying . . .

Day 6 - and last one in Kampala

Dr Lazarus (Director of Life Ministries) and his lovely wife Lois have been most gracious and given us many opportunities to serve.

It is hard to believe six days have already passed and in the morning we’ll be on our way to Mbale. These days in Kampala have been full and rich and we are truly overflowing with thanksgiving.

Nicholas, a FOCUS staff worker, poses in front of the FOCUS office. This is Uganda's Inter Varsity work.

Yesterday (Monday) started out early as we had an 8 a.m. meeting with FOCUS staff. FOCUS is InterVarsity Christian Fellowship’s Ugandan movement and they have a very dedicated team who are laboring faithfully to change Uganda with the gospel. It was very rainy, and therefore very slippery, and I made a grand entrance to their office by slipping and crash landing on very hard cement. I’m sure it was a very comical sight, but the three men watching from the office and the three people with me (Paul, John, and Cindy) all watched in horror instead of bursting out laughing. I was very thankful for no broken bones, but I am very colorful with many tender bruises today. I had red mud covering my white top, which thankfully was able to be concealed sufficiently by buttoning my black sweater, so most were likely unaware of the auspicious beginning of the day. I've walked very carefully since.

FOCUS and Life Ministries (Campus Crusade - Uganda) staff teams converged to hear us speak on Marriage and Ministry.

After having devotions with the FOCUS staff, we drove over to the Life Ministries office complex and had the privilege of addressing about 45 staff from both organizations. They were a lively group and were very responsive. They also asked a number of great questions. We enjoyed every minute with them and left with such appreciation of what they’re very sacrificially doing for the kingdom.

Apollo and his wife Robinah, with children Rachel and Elijah came for a visit to discuss family ministries.

We spent the afternoon counseling and that went well. Since it can be hard at times to understand the Ugandan accent, we prayed that our communication would not be hindered and God met us. It’s interesting that no matter where we are in the world, people struggle with so many of the same things, especially with regard to family and marriage issues. We were thankful for our sessions.

Eating dinner at the Beirut Restaurant...and enjoying every bite of the delicious Lebanese food.

That night, we took Julie and Derek out for dinner in downtown Kampala to a Lebanese restaurant run by a friend of Derek’s. We had a fabulous meal on the sidewalk in front of the restaurant and took in the sites, sounds, and smells of a very busy city. Lots of fun.

Jules and I walked in the light rain this a.m. before breakfast and then Paul and I had more counseling. A very special highlight was meeting up with George and Donna (Herbst) Warren and Jay and Vicki Dangers, along with three of their kids: Jenny, Jeremiah, and Julia. We met at a delicious Indian restaurant and spent over two hours talking a mile a minute, catching up. Jay and Vicki founded New Hope Family Home in the outskirts of Kampala 23 years ago and have faithfully served and raised a beautiful family there.

Lunch with George and Dona Warren, John Norton (far left) and Julie Dangers (far right.) GREAT time!

George and Donna were here speaking at a missionary conference over the weekend and we all mused that to catch up with one another, we had to come to Kampala!! It was so encouraging to see their continued passion for His call on their lives and to hear of the amazing ways God is using both families. Our three families have been journeying through life together for 33 years now and that is gift in itself.

More counseling all afternoon, and then at 5:30, we officially took down that shingle and went out with the Nortons and Derek and Julie for Thai food. We had a lovely evening in a beautifully serene and tranquil eatery and it was a fitting end to our wonderful day with the Nortons. They have been so hospitable and kind to us every day.

Welcoming the Macraes to Uganda!

It was really fun to welcome Doug and Julie Macrae to Kampala tonight, who are joining us for the rest of the trip. We head out for Mbale in the morning and we are more than excited to see Julie’s home-away-from-home at the CURE Pediatric Referral Hospital. We should have Internet access through Saturday, so I'll update this blog at least once more.

Thanks for your prayers—please keep 'em going!

Happy Mother's Day from Kampala!

Cindy and I with our GIANT Mother's Day bouquets of Star Gazer Lilies and mums.

We’ve now been in Kampala for four days and whatever expectations we brought with us have been exponentially exceeded. As this lovely Mother’s Day draws to a close, I’m especially thankful to have gotten to share this special day with at least one of my loving daughters, who “knocked it out of the park” in celebrating me today. Imagine! Celebrating Mother’s Day in Kampala with Julie! God is so generous.

We are more than thankful for the presence and grace of God we’ve experienced thus far, and amazed at the ways we’ve seen Him work in each event we’ve been a part of.

John Norton, Derek Johnson, and Paul on their way to the Men of Honor conference, night 2.

Friday night, Paul did the second night of the Men of Honor conference. He felt good about the evening and was especially thankful for the connection he has with this wonderful group of men. Julie and I had a nice quiet evening with Cindy Norton and were thrilled to hear positive reports from the men when they returned.

At the cultural fair, we were delighted to run into Dr. Saba Baturo, the Minister of Integrity and Ethics for Uganda. We had met him Thurs. morning at the Parliament meeting and were thrilled for Julie to meet him. What a position of influence Dr. Baturo has, and as a born again Christian, he is leveraging his power to affect public policy with Kingdom values. “For such a time as this...”

Saturday we took advantage of a cultural fair, held on the local airstrip. Tribes from all over Uganda were represented and in their native costumes, danced and made music. It was fabulous. We felt it too was a gift from the Lord, since we were able to gain much insight into the cultural diversity of this country very easily, conveniently, and enjoyably.

Honorable Benson and his wife, Agnes, were among the many who attended the couples' night.

That evening was the couples’ evening, which was the closing night for the Men of Honor conference. It was supposed to start at 6, and we were feeling very sorry for the organizers that only about a dozen people were there at that point. We were also thinking that we would be having a very intimate speaking audience! As our crash course in Ugandan ways continues, we were amazed that by 7, the room was packed and beautifully dressed couples filled all available seats. A delicious Uganda buffet was served, introducing us to “matooke with g-nut sauce” among many other wonderful foods from this area, and we thoroughly enjoyed every bite.

Again aware of our own inadequacies, we prayed that God would meet us, and He did. Once we started speaking, we felt an immediate connection with the audience and they were incredibly responsive to our talk. We felt so met by God...and we were so grateful. We have fallen in love with these people.

Dr. Lazarus presents us with beautiful tributes at the end of the couples' evening and we were surprised and so touched.

The last ones standing at the end of the meeting.

We are so honored to be a part of this amazingly strategic launch of the “Men of Honor” movement. Dr. Lazarus of Life Ministries has a vision to mobilize, challenge, and equip the men of Uganda to be men of standing, of honor, who will lead their families in a godly fashion. At the end of the evening, Dr. Mike charged every man in the room to step up to the plate and be a part of the movement. It was very exciting to think of the positive impact this movement can potentially have on the men, marriages, and families in Uganda, and eventually throughout the continent. What a privilege to be a part of it!

Today has been lovely in every way. We had a worshipful service at Kampala Baptist Church and felt like we were experiencing a small taste of heaven as we sang praises in that very multi-cultural place. Connection within the body of Christ is so immediate and so real. We have felt very welcomed and very connected. After the two hour service, we were standing in the parking lot greeting new friends, when a bus drove by and we heard our names being called.

Ruthann shouting from the bus to get our attention.

Ruthann Bosko, a very long time friend from California, made a delightful scene getting our attention and redirecting her bus driver to pull into the parking lot. Ruthann and her daughter Janelle are with a missions team serving with Sports Outreach and had arrived in Kampala last night.

Ruthann and Janelle Bosko pose with us after our "chance" meeting in the parking lot of the Kampala Baptist Church.

We had a very happy reunion in the parking lot, exclaiming over and over how thankful we were for God's precise orchestration of our meeting. :) Wild.

A delicious Mother's Day lunch at the Ballet Restaurant.

We had a delicious lunch out after church with Derek, Julie, and John and Cindy Norton, and then returned home to be greeted by two huge bouquets of flowers for the two moms. What an unexpected and loving surprise. Cindy and I were both extremely touched by Julie's idea and Derek's procurement. An invigorating walk followed, making it a perfect afternoon.

Julie standing next to a termite nest. This makes the ones from Trinidad seem like hummingbird nests!!

Our evening was spent at a local TV studio, doing a live interview for Uganda’s Family Life. Having left our make-up artist and wardrobe consultant at home, we did our best to be television-ready for our debut on live television. :) Steven and his wife, Beatrice, founders of Family Life, were delightful to work with and Steven was a great interviewer. He asked us questions for the first 35 minutes, and then we answered call-in questions for the remainder of the time. We were very thankful that we felt very comfortable in the glare of bright lights and cameras and our prayer that we’d have clear, quick thinking and communicate Biblical truths about marriage and family was answered (according to our peanut gallery, which included Julie, John Norton, Patrick, and Derek.) We had an immediate connection with Steven and Beatrice as it quickly became obvious that our hearts beat so similarly and that we share a passion for Christian marriage and family. We talked of a continuing partnership with them.

We weren't thronged by the paparazzi or fans as we left the studio, so we easily got home and were eventually served a yummy supper by Derek and Julie. That was the crowning touch to a very memorable day.

The next two days will be very full. In the morning, we meet with the FOCUS team for devotions, and then with the Life Ministries team for several hours of teaching on marriage and family. In the afternoon we'll be counseling, which will continue into Tuesday. Thank you for praying for us and please keep it up. We are more aware than ever of our need to be lifted up and empowered by the Holy Spirit.

Thanks for standing with us. We send our love for you from Kampala.

Greetings from Kampala!

Sunrise on our first morning in Uganda: The heavens declare the glory of God.

We've been here for a day and a half and have just successfully gotten on email. :) We are so thankful to be here safely and well. The Lord blessed us so specifically on our trip, which commenced in San Francisco after our five-day ministry tour in Sacramento, between Thrive and BOSS (Bayside of South Sacramento Church). We had a 4 a.m. reveille on Tuesday, the cinco de Mayo, for our 6 a.m. flight from San Francisco to Boston. I wrote thank you's to our H.I.M. donors furiously during the entire flight so we could mail them from Boston—and was successful. :)

Julie Macrae met us at the airport with our bags for Uganda, which we sorted in part on the curb in front of Terminal E. It was a scene, but we did it. Then inside to adjust the weight and check in, only to find that NWA had moved to terminal A several weeks earlier. :) Thankfully, we had lots of time, relatively speaking, so off we went, pushing two very full carts to terminal A. We made it and got checked in.

The next thing that happened can only be attributed to the hand of God. The flight was oversold and we were not seated together. We requested two side seats together and were put on “the list.” Long story short . . . we not only got seats together, but we got put in first class! Can you imagine how wonderful that was at that point? We had six and a half hours of pure airplane bliss: great food, a funny and sad movie “Marley and Me” (which made me cry myself to sleep), and four uninterrupted hours of sleep. Just what we needed! Off the plane in Amsterdam for 3 hours, we walked four miles and did some computer works, and then off to Entebbe we went. The KLM flight was great and coach was actually “spacious.” No complaints.

Arriving at the Nortons' house on Wednesday night with 280 pounds of luggage.

We arrived at 8 p.m. Wednesday night and were picked up by John Norton and his driver, Adolf. We quickly got our luggage, paid for the Visas, and went through customs. We were back to the Nortons’ place by 9, where Cindy served us a light supper of soup, bread, and fresh pineapple. Just what we needed!

John and Cindy Norton, preparing our light supper. What amazing people!

We chatted and chatted and finally retired around 11 to our mosquito-netted bed. :) We are in Africa.

Up very early to be on the road at 6:30 a.m. to speak to Parliament. A thunderstorm wakened us and a gorgeous sunrise greeted us as we drove to the Parliament Building. You know how I love sunrises . . . it felt like another gift.

Hon. Benson, Dr. Lazarus (director of Life Ministries, Campus Crusade), John and Cindy, Sam (FOCUS director, IVCF Uganda), and Dr. Nathan.

Our time at the Parliament went really well. Our inadequacies felt huge, but God was “huge-er” and we felt that we felt connected right away. Following our talk, we had a great period of Q and A and were very impressed with the questions posed. Each question reminded us that regardless of where we are in the world, people struggle with so many of the same issues when it comes to marriage and family. Our reception was very warm and we began falling in love with these people.

Julie, Derek, and Cindy at Nortons' dining table.

Julie arrived later that day and wakened us from a nap. :) Greatest alarm clock ever!! We had the best time reconnecting with her and getting to know Derek Johnson, Executive Director of The Cure Hospital, Mbale. He and Julie have become very good friends and we really enjoyed him. He ended up staying until we all went to bed. Meanwhile, Paul and John were off at the opening of “Men of Honor,” a men's conference, the first of its kind here. They felt they had a great evening.

Paul is now preparing to speak tonight at night #2 of Men of Honor. We're catching up on email and pinching ourselves to make sure we're here. Thanks for your prayers on our behalf. We feel them.

Like a Tree . . .

This very old and beautiful oak tree, on the shores of Lake Pontchartrain, has withstood all weather-related assaults, including Katrina, which took out many homes situated farther from the lake. Such a great picture of the hope we have as those who are rooted in Him.

It’s been more than a whirlwind since I last blogged. Most of you who know us well believe our life is always a whirlwind . . . and if that’s so, then the last two weeks have been tornado-like. I’m writing as we wing our way westward, to Sacramento, and it’s good to have a few quiet moments to write.

The weekend of April 17–19 was packed (which is an understatement) — and every minute of it was even better than anticipated. It started Thursday night, when our first weekend guest, Liz Aleman, arrived at Logan. A senior at UCSB and on her way to law school at USF in the fall, Liz has been in our lives all of her life as she was “raised” coming to Family Camp at Campus by the Sea and eventually serving on staff. She was joined the next night by Chelsea Paskvan, another one of our lifelong Family Camp alums and veteran staff, who is a junior at Kent State, doing a fashion design internship in NYC currently. And then came Nathan Aleman and his fiancee, Julie, whose decision to attend Engagement Matters set the other visits in motion. It gave us such joy to have them with us for the weekend and to see each of their growing, vital hearts for the Lord and commitment to His purposes for each of their lives. That’s one of the best dividends of our thirty-three years of service at Campus by the Sea: seeing the legacy being faithfully passed down through the generations. All praise is His.

Nate and Jeannie King, hosted by Doug and Julie, completed our out-of-town contingent for the weekend as they flew in from Georgia to continue their commitment to serving on the Engagement Matters (EM) team. Let the games begin!

Ryan and Kelly Plosker hosted a parenting seminar at North Shore Baptist Church on Friday, April 17, which was both well-attended and well-received.

They accompanied us to Beverly, MA, for our parenting evening at North Shore Baptist Church. Ryan and Kelly Plosker are “missionally” serving at NSBC by bringing some marriage and parenting events to that thriving church. From single moms with adoptive children to large home-schooling families, the spectrum was represented and all seemed to share common issues and concerns regarding their children. Parents everywhere are hungry for guidance and reassurance, both of which we tried to give them. We look forward to a long partnership with that church.

We closed Legal Seafood after the event, talking well into the night with Nate and Jeannie, but still only scratching the surface of our full and changing lives.

A full house at Doug and Julie Macrae's Weston home for Engagement Matters, April 18 and 19. Lively discussions filled the weekend.

Having a “sold out” crowd at Engagement Matters was a huge encouragement to us after having a couple of under-subscribed EM weekends earlier this year. The very diverse group was interactive, open, and delightful as we spent Saturday and Sunday wrestling with the Biblical foundation for marriage along with the practical insights into what challenges many marriages. Hear from two of the couples and rejoice with us!

“I just wanted to thank you for a wonderful weekend this past couple of days. It was definitely very helpful and a blessing for both my fiance and me. The questions and sessions were very helpful in pointing us towards the right direction in terms of things to talk about and how to think about them.”

“We just wanted to let you know how refreshing and informative the Engagement Matters weekend was this past weekend. Thank you for taking the time to share with many of us young couples the wisdom you’ve gathered from your years of counseling as well as your own personal relationship. Keep up the great work!”

Don and Betsy Hasselbeck were the creative force behind Couples' Date Night at New England Chapel, Sat. night, April 18. A very large crowd gathered for desserts and two sessions on marriage.

Avoiding leaving any night unscheduled, we headed down to Franklin, MA, Saturday evening for a Couple’s Night Out at New England Chapel. This event, talked and dreamed about by Don and Betsy Hasselbeck for about three years, finally became a reality and we’d both agree it was worth waiting for. Betsy, who would make Martha Stewart proud, transformed the warehouse sanctuary of NEC into a welcoming, beautiful setting for the big crowd that responded to the Hasselbeck’s invitation to hear us speak on marriage. About an hour the event ended, Betsy wrote:

You guys, we can’t stop talking about tonight.
Praise GOD for a fun night for all. Not one person left unhappy tonight.
Job well well done.
You are wonderful servants that bless us all abundantly.
THANK YOU for “this evening!”
I could go on forever! We love you guys!
With more than a grateful heart,
Betsy and Don

It took us a long time to get to sleep that night, even as tired as we were. We were so thankful for so many answered prayers and for our awareness that God is at work in us and through us. Wow!

Engagement Matters ended Sunday late afternoon, and we seriously thought about going directly home without passing “go” or collecting two hundred dollars, BUT we persevered and drove into Boston to hear John Piper speak at Park Street Church. It was such a rare opportunity to share space with a man whose godly character, doctrinal beliefs, and prolific writings have impacted us so significantly that we decided to go for it and we’re so glad we did. He was brilliant—humbly and compassionately brilliant—and we left refreshed and renewed. And then went straight to bed!

Uncharacteristically, we participated in no Patriot’s Day activities. We each had some appointments and caught up on things neglected. We counseled on Tuesday, packed on Wednesday, and flew to New Orleans that night, April 22. Why not?

A little known fact about me is that my lineage comes through New Orleans. Both of my parents are Louisianans: my mom has French Cajun roots in New Orleans, and my dad grew up in small parishes throughout the state as the son of a pastor. Every summer of my growing-up years included a pilgrimage to Louisiana, with major time spent in Shreveport with my paternal grandparents and in New Orleans (including Mandeville, Metairie, Gretna, Covington, Baton Rouge, etc.). It was therefore without hesitation that we accepted an invitation to do a marriage conference at Maplewood Baptist Church in Sulphur, Louisiana (about 3 hours west of New Orleans).

I hadn’t been in New Orleans for 31 years, so this five-day trip became my “trip to bountiful.” It will be impossible to describe the myriad memories stirred by sights and sounds unique to that part of the country, as well as the emotions evoked by reconnecting with many of my extended family, but suffice it to say I cherished every moment of the trip. Arriving at 1 a.m. Thursday, I had a hard time going to sleep at our airport hotel due to excitement not unlike that experienced on Christmas Eve. I was so looking forward to rediscovering people, places, and tastes that had contributed to many of my favorite childhood memories. The morning came soon enough and Paul and I were off to the French Quarter: first stop, Cafe Du Monde.

Paul and I have beignets and cafe au lait at Cafe Du Monde in the New Orleans' French Quarter, stirring many of my childhood memories.

It was even better than I remembered. How often does that happen? As Paul and I sat in the fresh-air, very casual cafe, and bit into fresh-out-of-the-fryer, steaming hot beignets buried in powdered sugar, I was a kid again...only instead of cold milk, I was sipping good ole’ Louisiana coffee with chicory, cut with steamed milk. As a jazz band filled the air with music that’s at its best in this part of the world and we savored our beignets, I told Paul one of my favorite family French Quarter stories. As the story goes, our family of nine (two parents, six daughters, and one son) ventured into town for our annual treat of beignets. After circling the blocks several times trying to find on-street parking, we found a spot—but as my dad pulled the station wagon (with no air conditioning and sweaty plastic-covered bench seats) forward to back in, another car tried to pull in behind him and take “our” space. My unstoppable mom leaped out of the front seat, stood in the parking space and shouted to the encroaching car, “You’ll have to run over me to get this space—and those seven children are mine.” Wide-eyed at this somewhat unusual move by my mom, I remember watching the sneaky car slink off as my dad claimed the spot. No expletives, no violence—just unwillingness to be cheated out of a parking space. Love it.

My second cousin, Midge, flanked by two of her children, Lynne and Ridley, stand on the porch of her newly constructed modular home, which replaced her hurricane-ravaged home. She is situated within a half mile of the 17th Street levee, which broke during the storm, sending eight feet of flood waters through her neighborhood.

After spending several hours in the French Quarter on Thursday, we joined two of my first cousins for lunch in Metairie. Thirty-one years evaporated as we reconnected and picked up where we left off. Kathy and Donna were two of my favorite cousins and we didn’t run out of things to talk about. Later, we spent that evening with my mother’s first cousin, 80-year-old Midge, who was displaced by Hurricane Katrina 3.5 years ago. Being situated within a block of the 17th Street levee, she lost everything (including 25% of her body weight in the ensuing years) except one table and only recently, after almost three years in a FEMA trailer, has moved back to her property which is now occupied by a raised modular home. Along with two of her five children, we had a phenomenal dinner of fried catfish topped with crawfish etouffee and fresh crawfish at the local “Galley Restaurant”. With Spanish moss hanging from the trees, and the moisture-laden air carrying smells unique to the humid, swampy environs of Louisiana, my whirling mind never stopped remembering moments in time experienced only here.

Friday contained one more family reconnection before we drove to Sulphur. Another first cousin, Billy, and his wife, Janet, treated us to lunch at their Black Orchid Bistro, and we heard more family history than we could absorb. They are both brilliant, articulate, and successful entrepreneurs and we loved every minute with them. Their son and his precious family run the bistro, so we got to meet them for the first time. My Uncle Billy would be proud of his legacy in these two families.

Off to Sulphur we drove, processing the previous 18 hours. We’re both really sorry we let 31 years lapse between visits, and that our daughters have never been to this land of my ancestors. We hope to change that before long.

A creative "home improvement" centerpiece sets the stage for Maplewood Baptist Church's (Sulphur, LA) first marriage conference.

Our weekend in Sulphur was wonderful in every way. Mark and Deb McCormick were quintessential Southern hosts, welcoming us into their home and treating us like family. The conference started Friday night with a light supper and two talks. We felt an immediate and sincere connection with the audience, which only grew throughout the weekend. We were so impressed with the hearts of this congregation, which we soon discovered aptly reflected the hearts of their senior pastor and his wife, Brother Ronnie and Ms. June. Not only were they open and receptive to the teaching, but they were also interactive and so fun. We laughed a lot and got a number of new illustrations from our interactions with them. :)

During the weekend, Paul gives young apprentice, Pierce McCormick, a lesson in making chocolate chip cookies.

The conference continued Saturday from 9 am to 2 pm and concluded on Sunday with their worship service. Brother Ronnie led a powerful conclusion to the conference by extending a recommitment invitation to the couples. A huge number of couples made their way to the front of the church or stood holding hands in the pews as he prayed a blessing over them. It was a moving and meaningful way to end.

Senior Pastor "Brother" Ronnie and Mrs. June, were most gracious and supportive as we ministered to their flock.

A church-wide picnic followed and we so enjoyed hanging with this exceptional group of families. Brother Ronnie talked about having us back in a year, and we’d be thrilled if that happened.

Mark and Deb McCormick with sons Chase, Bryce, and Pierce, hosted us all weekend in Sulphur, and through their gracious hospitality, made sure we'd want to come back again!

We drove to Baton Rouge and met up with another first cousin and his family at a close-to-the-highway Starbucks. Frank is on my dad’s side of the family and we were so happy to have time with his wife and children, whom we were meeting for the first time. And they’re all grown up. It was such a joy to connect deeply on a spiritual level and to see how they’re living out their faith.

My Uncle Don and Aunt Ann's family gathered in Old Mandeville for a reunion in our honor. It was a joy to reconnect with family we hadn't seen since 1978.

From there, Old Mandeville was our next stop, at the home of my Uncle Don (and his wife Aunt Ann), my mom’s only remaining sibling. Uncle Don had called in “his” troops and four of his five children and their spouses and families converged at their home. Their fifth child lives in San Antonio, Texas, and we’ve been with her family twice in the last few years. We had a blast—not just eating great food, but seeing these dear families that we’re related to! The evening was all too short, but we all agreed that a family reunion needs to be in the offing.

My favorite Uncle Don and Aunt Ann were delightful hosts and historians. They helped make this "trip to bountiful" truly that.

Uncle Don and Aunt Ann graciously hosted us that night and it was so nice to chat with them in the quiet of their sweet home. The next morning, Paul and I walked Lake Pontchartrain with Uncle Don and caught up on more family history. He’s sharp as a tack and at 80 years of age has many, many Mandeville memories in storage that he happily shared with us. We saw where one of my mom’s childhood homes was; until Katrina, it was still intact. The lakefront property now hosts a modern looking home up on stilts, completely lacking the charm of these old Mandeville homes and cottages. One point of interest Uncle Don pointed out was a lot which boasted a huge oak tree, unaffected by any of the storms that have been so destructive. He said that his Grandpa Shiell had bought the lot because of the tree. (See the photo at the beginning of this blog post.)

It was such a picture of the many scriptural metaphors regarding trees. A strong, well-watered tree with a competent root system will be strong even in the storms. It was amazing to consider that though Katrina took out thousands of homes and structures, roadways, and bridges, it didn’t fell this tree. What a hope-giving sight!

We hated for our visit with Uncle Don and Aunt Ann to end. Besides my parents, they are the only remaining aunt and uncle on either side of my family. So much history and folklore, so many family legends and tales, so many insights and experiences will end when their numbered days are up. We felt grateful for the time to hear the stories which remind us that we’re part of a much larger network that has contributed to who we are today. It was truly a bountiful trip...and one we’ll never forget.

Our last night was spent with cousin Kathy and her husband Billy, who served us homemade red beans and rice for supper and provided a lovely guest room for our final night. That was such a treat and we left with confidence that we’ll see them again before long.

Home, briefly. We arrived back on Tuesday, counseled Wednesday, and now today we’re off to California. After speaking at Bayside’s THRIVE ‘09 conference, we’ll do a marriage conference for Bayside of South Sacramento (BOSS) on Sunday and Monday. On Tuesday, el cinco de Mayo, we’ll fly from California to Massachusetts to Uganda!! Pray for us!

Our hearts are full of gratitude and we are more aware than ever that it’s worth investing in “tree maintenance” in order to stand firm in times of storm. That’s our prayer for you as well.

One Marriage at a Time

An attempted bribe to entice the Oertlis to move to New England. :)

The beautiful spring weather today is effectively mitigating the potential “pain” of this 2009 Tax Day and though the trees are still bare and the bulbs haven’t yet awakened, blue skies and sunshine remind us that changes are in the offing. This is such a renewing time of year. How appropriate that the resurrection of Jesus is celebrated as the earth is resurrecting. We trust that your Easter weekend reminded you of the reason for the hope that is in us and refueled your passion for living for Him.

The past two weeks have been so full and eventful. Following the “Worth It” conference, preparing for the H.I.M. Marriage Conference the next weekend consumed our efforts, but before it arrived, we counseled for a day and we spoke at Bowdoin College.

I say that so casually, but it was anything but casual. We had been invited by Joelinda Coichy, a Bowdoin sophomore who had been quite involved in family camps and family ministries during our Grace Chapel years. Joelinda is full of passion for Jesus and is committed to making a difference for Him on that very liberal campus. Her involvement with Bowdoin Christian Fellowship (the IVCF chapter) positioned her to book us and we both gladly and fearfully accepted. Speaking on “The Top Ten Lies the Culture Tells Us About Sex,” we were forewarned that the audience would include the self-identified Bowdoin “Sexpert”, a female senior who has a weekly column in the campus newspaper where she dispenses sexual information to the student body. The event was advertised campus-wide and to everyone’s delight, about 75 students showed up (out of a student body of 1500.)

With visions of liberal campuses across the nation driving conservative speakers off platforms, I’ll admit that we were...petrified. We wondered if the sophisticated, bright Bowdoin students would even listen to this middle-aged (our perspective) or old (their view) couple speaking on sex. We knew that “we” had nothing to offer them unless the Spirit of God invaded that space, so we sent out an email plea for prayer.

The extroverts hung around long after the Q and A time was over.

And God did His thing. From the moment we took the podium, we felt connected with the audience and our 45-minute presentation flew by. They “actively” listened and responded appropriately. A 45-minute period of Questions and Answer followed and we found out later that at least half of the questions were posed by non-Christians. All were respectful and sincere in their questions, which reflected that they really listened. We were humbled by the convincing evidence that God had clearly protected the evening and used it for His purposes. Wow!

Happy reunion with Bowdoin College student, Joelinda Coichy.

Joelinda later wrote:

In terms of the event, I spoke with the “Sexpert” the night after the event and she was very positive. She said that it was interesting to her because she has never heard sexuality presented that way. She said that you guys were great! She also said that she appreciated you mentioned at the end about sex ultimately being our own decision, but that we all were worth healthy relationships where we would be valued and cherished. She and her friend were taking notes because they are looking to take the perspective that you provided about sex to other groups and pockets of students on campus. I was shocked, she was surprisingly positive about the event.

I was so blessed by you guys and I know that many others were too. The crowd that we had was pretty remarkable, I know God is moving. We are just going to have you guys back up here next year!!

 Best to you, 
Joelinda

Praise God! After the event, we spent the night in the beautiful “retreat center home” of Rob and Sim Gregory, IVCF Staff for Bowdoin, and we felt like we had found long lost friends. As we chatted long into the night, we discovered that our hearts for families and ministry beat so similarly. We hope to have many opportunities to partner with them in the future.

Pretty well pumped, we drove in the rain through the White Mountains Friday morning to Jackson, New Hampshire, for our marriage conference. Any disappointment we had related to the conference not selling out was quickly replaced by delightful expectation as the first session got underway that evening. There was a palpable sense of the Spirit of God in that carriage house, which only intensified as the weekend progressed.

Worship at the marriage conference was sweet.

Worship led by Danny and Rayna Oertli was unifying and sweet, and their concert Saturday night was captivating. The workshops were well received, the food was phenomenal, and the setting was romantic and beautiful. Each of the main sessions was highlighted by testimonies from couples whose marriages had been transformed by the power of God. It’s impossible to express how powerful it was to hear these real life, hope-giving stories. All agreed that the weekend was one of, if not the best marriage conference we’ve had. All praise to Him!

Several emails received post-conference express some widespread sentiments:

Thank you both so much for recommending that we attend the HIM weekend. We really went just to get away somewhere pretty for some R&R, but God is so faithful that He didn’t let it stay that neutral for long! We both learned so much in every single session, things that have the potential to change our lives as Christians and as a couple. Of course, the fabulous food and location didn’t hurt a bit! :)

I hope to hear more from the Friesens soon; I enjoyed their presentation immensely, with their humor, sound Biblical teaching, and loving sensitivity to the problems that their audience might be facing or have faced in the past. And Danny Oertli was incredible! —a New Hampshire couple

We attended your marriage retreat in Jackson this weekend. This is the first time we’ve come home from a short get-away knowing “reality” is back around the corner, but have also carried home with us a wonderful, enlightening and extremely spiritual experience. We are excited to begin praying together, and to incorporate the wonderful things we’ve learned and experienced with our 5-year-old daughter. Thank you so much for your gift of kindness and sharing your own personal stories and love for God. We are forever grateful, and plan to attend next year’s retreat! —a Massachusetts couple

Mark Haroutunian helps Danny get set for the concert.

Down the mountain Sunday afternoon we drove, full of joy and thanksgiving, arriving in time for Danny’s concert at Countryside Bible Chapel Sunday night. He delighted all by playing some of the new songs which will be featured on his first live CD, “Glimpses,” which will be recorded live on April 25 in Denver. His fan base in New England continues to expand.

The happy Yardleys and Oertlis enjoy freshly baked cinnamon rolls Monday morning in our “great room.”

We arrived home to a houseful of Yardleys. Dan and Susan Yardley and their four children had arrived the previous Thursday with their new addition, Abigail Habin, a beautiful seven-month-old Korean baby handpicked by God for them. What fun to celebrate this joyous occasion with this precious family. Our house was bustling for the next few days with eleven of us hanging out. :)

Official members of Red Sox Nation enjoy Opening Day at Fenway.

Yardleys left Tuesday afternoon while we were counseling, and Oertlis left Wednesday after experiencing Opening Day at Fenway Park and officially becoming members of Red Sox Nation. One more reason to love those guys!

In the midst of those busy days, Paul and I spent five hours with Dave Nobel, the new director of Campus by the Sea, discussing vision and dreams for the future at CBS. We really appreciated the time with Dave and were delighted to discover how well in sync we are with him. We’re really looking forward to working with him and his wife, Kim, this summer.

On Maundy Thursday, we drove to Alexandria, VA, to spend Easter with my folks and our easy trip was interrupted by a right rear blow-out on the 295 south off-ramp. Our male-female differences were readily apparent as I responded with terror, suggesting Paul hide in the car with me until help came, and he quietly but firmly exited the car and changed the tire. In fifteen minutes, we were off and “running,” very thankful that the tire was all we lost.

Easter joy 2009...Lisa, Marilyn Nugent, Grandpa Collins, John Nugent, and us mug for the camera after a wonderful meal prepared by Virginia's sister, Laura “Childs.”

Our days with the folks were wonderful. Highlights included attending the Easter pageant at Immanuel Church, sharing several meals with my sister Laura and her husband David, adding John and Marilyn Nugent to our family Easter celebration, seeing Lisa’s JMU softball team play at Towson, and celebrating the resurrection.

Paul continues the tradition of chocolate chip cookies for the team . . . and delights the Lady Dukes for the first time with his trademark cookies.

We arrived home on Monday in time for our H.I.M. Board meeting that night and 14.5 hrs. of counseling on Tuesday. Today we’re recovering!

Great reports continue to come in from Mbale, as Julie completes eleven weeks serving with Cure International. We are so thankful for all God is doing in her and through her and we’re now counting the days until we join her there in May.

April 15 just got a little sweeter as the Red Sox finally grabbed a big win in Oakland.

We’re now gearing up for our largest Engagement Matters weekend in a long time. Twenty couples will gather at the Weston home of Doug and Julie Macrae this Saturday and Sunday to consider the sacred nature of marriage. Pray for us as we lead this weekend, along with the Macraes and the Kings.

Lisa recently related to us a powerful story about one of her assistant softball coaches, who is on fire for the Lord. As the story goes, about eight years ago, this coach’s parents sought counseling for their then dysfunctional marriage. Just happens that they went to a Christian counselor who not only helped their marriage, but introduced them to Christ. As their only daughter witnessed the transformation in their marriage, she decided to embrace Christ, too. She is a gift to Lisa, as these two work together to be “Jesus with flesh on” to these collegiate softball players.

This is why we do what we do. We believe more passionately than ever that marriages that reflect the glory of God are compelling invitations to check Him out. And by His grace, the world will be changed...one marriage at a time.

March in New England

Amani and Aimee and Espy and Claude flank us as the hosts of "Jesus First Ministries" 1st marriage confernce.

The month of March has flown by. Do I sound like a broken record? I’m in shock that we’re about to run out of days on this page of the calendar, especially since the “in like a lion, out like a lamb” adage regarding March is fairly inaccurate this year. Temperatures in the 30’s and raw rain aren’t really very “lamb-like,” but then again, those spring flowers and future green lawns will showcase the benefits of liquid sunshine in the coming month(s).

The distance between Boston and Africa shrank when we arrived to speak to an all-day marriage seminar March 7 in Portland, Maine, hosted by Jesus First Ministries. Aimee and Amani, transplanted to Portland five years ago from their native Rwanda, had heard us speak in Sebasco Harbor, Maine, last September, and soon afterwards wrote this:

Hi dear parent Virginia and Paul,
This is Amani and Aimee, from the marriage retreat that took place in SEBASCO, Maine.
First of all we need to thank you for your obedience to God, because the message we heard that week end totally transformed our life.
God has changed our lives. God bless you for that.

Second reason why we are writing you is about the conference I told you God had put in my heart since I saw you. It has been a burden for me and I am really getting convinced that God wants me to do this. Amani and I spoke and we thought it would be very good if we host a conference and have you come share what God will put in your heart.
So please let us know if this is something we can do together so I can start my preparation.
May GOD BLESS YOU,
Amani and Aimee

Our Julie had just begun making her plans to spend six months in Uganda, so we immediately saw the connection with this precious group of Rwandans as a gift from the Lord and as being divinely orchestrated. It’s hard to describe how it felt to spend the day with these Tutsis, worshiping in their native tribal tongue, using African instruments, and some wearing traditional clothing. We felt like God had closed the distance between us and Julie at least for that day. That was a gift.

Even more, we sensed His Spirit guiding us through the day and connecting us with a people for whom English was a fourth or fifth language. They chose not to use interpreters due to our style of team teaching—so we talked more slowly, and they listened more quickly, both of us aided by the spirit of God. It was a wonderfully energizing day, which we hope is just the beginning of an ongoing partnership with Jesus First Ministries.

Gordon and Liann Wong, with children Monica and Evan, at Monica's 16th blessing birthday celebration.

That conference was preceeded by a Friday night gathering at Grace Baptist Church in Hudson, and followed by a sixteenth-birthday blessing party on Sunday. Friday night’s event launched a marriage class at Grace Hudson that is using our DVD series. Ed and Kimary Pomphrett head up that important ministry and hosted a lovely dessert evening for a full house. Partner churches like these are a great encouragement to us. The Sunday night blessing party for Monica Wong was also a huge encouragement. Gordon and Liann gathered significant mentors of Monica’s to celebrate this milestone birthday in a meaningful way and we were privileged to be a part of the festivities. Liann’s inspiration for doing such a blessing party came from my book Raising a Trailblazer: Rite-of-Passage Trail Markers for Your Set-Apart Teens. (This might be a shameless plug for the book; accordingly, I’ll add that it’s available through Focus on the Family, Christian Book Distributors (CBD), Christian Book and Supply in Burlington, as well as our own website, here.) :)

Kelly Plosker was responsible for a great evening at North Shore Baptist Church.

On Friday, March 13, we were at North Shore Baptist Church, speaking for a marriage “coffee house” night out. Hosted by Ryan and Kelly Plosker, this event drew a packed house, confirming that couples are hungry to be encouraged in their marriages. Plan the night and they will come. Kelly creatively and simply transformed the youth room into a romantic, candle-lit space and served desserts and Lindt chocolates. How could it not be a success? The couples were very responsive to our talk, which indicated that God was indeed present and at work.

The H.I.M. book table at the Family Builder's Relationship conference.

We drove up to Greenland, New Hampshire, on Saturday to present a workshop at Willie Batson’s “Family Builders” Relationship Day, anchored by Dr. Gary Chapman. We considered it a great privilege to partner with Willie and Cindy, and were thankful to have about a quarter of the over 600 attendees come to our session on “Oneness in Marriage.” The conference was really well run and people seemed very pleased to be a part of it.

Lisa with Grandpa and Grandma Collins.

I spent the next several days with my parents in Alexandria, Virginia. As my father continues to decline with Alzheimer’s disease, I value moments with them even more. Lisa joined us for Sunday, which added even more value to the trip. I delighted in doing some projects around my parents’ house, playing the piano and singing through the hymnal with my folks, and just hangin’. Good times.

Back up to Bedford for our weekly day of counseling, and then off again—this time to Villanova with Barbara Steele for a belated celebration of her birthday. We “made good” on an IOU to take her to the Sight and Sound Theater in Strasburg, PA, to see their spectacular production “Behold the Lamb.” The weekend was full of happy moments, starting with spending Friday night in Newark with her daughter Julie and attending a fabulous Kodo Drum concert. An early Saturday (1 a.m.) arrival at the Nugent’s Bed and Breakfast didn’t ruffle innkeeper, Marilyn, who welcomed us warmly (and maybe a bit tiredly). Saturday got off to a great start with a long walk through some lovely Villanova neighborhoods, and then off on a day-long adventure of touring the matchless Longwood Gardens, the Amish country in Lancaster, and then seeing the show. We made it back to the Nugent’s prior to midnight (barely), happy and ready for bed.

Barbara Steele's birthday extravaganza included a wonderful morning at Church of the Savior and a mini-reunion with Ellie Greenhalgh (Kelly Plosker's mom!) (also in the photo is Marilyn Nugent)

Sunday I taught the marriage Sunday School class at Church of the Savior that the Nugents host (which now makes this a business trip :) ) and then we headed back to Boston. It was a truly great weekend, honoring a truly great friend. The frosting on the cake was sharing it with the Nugents.

Paul stayed back home as he was booked to preach at the First Armenian Church of Belmont on Sunday. Our love for this congregation began last September when we spoke for their first-ever marriage conference, so Paul was delighted to keep the connection going by saying “yes” to Badveli Greg Haroutunian’s invitation to preach. He had a wonderful time and was warmly received. It was topped off with an Armenian feast at the Haroutunian’s home and that left a great “taste” in Paul’s mouth. :)

There was great participation as the "Worth It" conference gets underway.

This past week has been dominated by the “Worth It” conference, which was held Saturday, March 28th, at Lexington Christian Academy. We were thrilled with the day! Our resource team included NFL families David and Kassidy Thomas, Kirsten (and Benjamin) Watson, and Grant and Emily Williams, along with youth pastor Brian and Heather Dietz, Pastor Jess and Elizabeth Bousa, and young missionary Gennie Falcon. All spoke passionately about God’s design for sexuality. For the past eleven years, we’ve hosted “True Love Waits—Family Edition,” and “Worth It” replaces that conference. The tagline: “Sex is worth it—God is worth it—You are worth it” conveys our “take-away” vision for this very relevant conference.

Kirsten Watson kicked-off the day with a motivating message entitled "You are worth it."

Well over 200 parents and teens gathered from 9:00 to 4:00 on Saturday and thoughtfully considered the challenges of adopting a Biblical view of sexuality. They were registered well by Barbara Steele’s team of Richard and Kit Hendricks and Carl and Kathy Blatchley; they were fed well by Jim and Sue Martis’s team including Audie and Debbie Boudreau (and the Hendricks and Blatchleys); they were taught well by the whole team; they were served well by Kimary Pomphrett who took care of the book table; and they seemed to be met well by the Spirit of God.

The "Worth It" presenters introduce themselves: Gennie Falcon, Elizabeth and Jess Bousa, Heather and Brian Dietz, Grant Williams, Kirsten Watson, and Kassidy and David Thomas.

Here’s what some of the attendees said of the day:

“I didn’t want to talk about sex in a small group with my mom. I was so happy that speakers told their stories in a non-threatening environment that was encouraging.” —Jr. High Female

“Hearing ‘You are Worth It’ was really helpful to me.” —Jr. High Female

“It was all so fantastic” —Jr. High Female

“I could hear and feel God speaking through everyone all day. Thank you so much for this ministry. You are changing the world.” —Parent

“I was glad to hear Christian athletes who could articulate their faith and commitment to sexual purity.” —Parent

“I loved how we saw real examples of people that are committed to purity, are living it, and seeing the blessings of those choices.” —Sr. High Female

“Just a humble and sincere ‘thank you’ to everyone who had a hand in the “Worth It” seminar last Saturday. Your servanthood will bear fruit and will change the lives of our youth. I know it made a very strong impression on some of our kids and gave them courage and conviction.
“The seven hours on the bus was absolutely worth it. You are the ‘voice of one crying in the wilderness.’ You just keep crying and we’ll keep shepherding—kids are hearing the call.” —Youth Pastor from Maine

Though the day officially ended at 4 p.m., our prayers are that the effects of the day will last for years to come. These kids have a tough road ahead in this sexually-saturated, anything-goes, and everyone’s-doing-it culture. Our emphasis was on how good it is to trust and obey God’s voice rather than the lies of the enemy, whose only purpose is to kill, steal, and destroy us. God’s message to each of us personally is that “I am worth it because He loves me and wants to give me the best.” May that ring true and compel each one to swim upstream.

Dr. Gordon Hugenberger welcomes Grant and Emily, Madeline, Sarah Elizabeth, and Meegan to Park Street Church.

We “shared” Grant and Emily Williams with Park Street Church on Sunday; they were given the honor of preaching at all four of their worship services. It was not lost on anyone that this 6’8” offensive tackle (retired), even after a 10-year career with the NFL, was articulate and passionate about his faith. Grant managed to shatter many stereotypes in the minds of the listeners as he spoke truth powerfully. The delight for us was having the Williams family, including daughters Meegan, Madeline, and Sarah Elizabeth, hang with us for several days. They’re making us “grandparents in training.” Great times.

This weekend we’ll have our second H.I.M. marriage conference of 2009 at the Eagle Mountain House in Jackson, New Hampshire. We are so looking forward to having Danny and Rayna with us again leading worship (and doing a concert at Countryside Bible Church in Lexington on Sunday evening) and a great team of workshop presenters. We still have some spaces available if you happen to fall into the “last-minute-decision-making” category.

On the “not-at-home” front, all three daughters are doing well. Kari and Gabe are wrapping up the four-part series “God Loves Sex” this week at BOSS and feel it’s gone very well. They are also beginning preparation for their “Remix” missions trip to New Orleans, which will happen in June. Lisa is swamped as the athletic trainer for the women’s softball team at James Madison University, along with her graduate courses, and will probably not come up for air until May. And Julie continues to do well in Mbale, Uganda. We’re thrilled that God is making a way for us to go to Uganda in May! We’ve been invited to speak in Kampala at several marriage events, so as it’s shaping up, we’ll leave May 5 and return May 22. The first week we’ll serve in Kampala, and the second week we’ll experience life in Mbale and do a safari. We are more than excited.

10 lb 5 oz Nicholas Adolphus with his parents, Idy and Evelina. He joins brothers Patrick and Michael.

It’s been a good month. In between the recorded events, we’ve done a ton of counseling, we’ve shared meals with friends, and we’ve had friends as house guests for more than half the month. We’ve celebrated the births of several babies (on one day, we welcomed the 10 lb 5 oz son of one dear family in person, while receiving news from our niece in Texas that their 5 lb 2 oz daughter had been born!), and we’ve mourned the death of a longtime family friend’s 27-year-old son. We’ve prayed with people who are physically dying, and with others who are fighting to keep their dying marriages alive. We’ve spent time with people who are really desperate economically, and finding the stress is splashing out of those around them. In each situation, we are increasingly aware that the only hope we can really offer is found in the gospel. It is this hope that is in us that compels us to continue serving and loving people in a flawed but sincere Christ-like manner.

California Streamin'

Kari, Alton, Sam, Virginia, Paul, and Gabe smile at the end of Remix, Bayside of South Sacramento (BOSS).

1. Days gone: 14
2. Talks given: 15
3. Miles traveled: 8,230
4. Venues: the inner city to a lovely San Diego resort
5. Listeners: high schoolers through “oldlyweds,” with the NFL thrown in between

Those are some stats from our recent two-week California speaking tour. Though we’re happy to be home for a bit, we are still flush with delight and gratitude for a wonderfully rich ministry tour out west.

Our trip began on Valentine’s Day Eve, when we flew into San Francisco to speak at the First Covenant Church of Sacramento’s marriage conference, held in Corte Madera. Partnering with Jeff and Betty Koons for the second time in two years, this weekend launched our two-week stint off to a great start.

Jeff and Betty Koons of 1st Covenant Church of Sacramento lead a vital marriage ministry at their church.

In spite of torrential, cold rain, those attending the conference were open, hopeful, and responsive—all great reflections of the capable and personal leadership provided by Jeff and Betty. We were most surprised and delighted to have three couples who serve with Hands of Mercy Ministries in Mexico drive up for the conference. As friends of ours from Campus by the Sea, they wanted to build into their ministry by building their marriages. Wise couples!

En route to Kari and Gabe’s new home in Sacramento after the conference ended Sunday afternoon, we made a brief stop in Santa Rosa to visit our dear friends and mentors, Garth and Rosemary Dougan. Well into their 80’s, they continue to inspire us with their lives so faithfully lived for kingdom purposes. What a treat to touch base with them!

A brief visit with Garth and Rosemary Dougan was refreshing and inspiring.

The next couple of days we partnered with Gabe and Kari in their college ministry, Remix, at Bayside of South Sacramento (BOSS). We launched a four-part series entitled “God Loves Sex” on Tuesday night, and their creative advertising helped bring in about 160 post-high school kids. Our talk was entitled, “The top 10 lies culture tells you about sex—and God’s response” and to be honest, we were more than a little nervous. We knew that most attending would be very familiar with the lies...but not know they were lies. We prayed that they would see beyond the middle-aged, slightly frumpy, old, white married couple and hear truth that would set them free.

God met us and them in an amazing way. They listened with rapt attention, and responded with either laughter or tears. They eagerly accepted the free gift of Letters to my Daughters (given to the women) and So You Want to Marry my Daughter? (given to the men.) They hung around and talked afterwards. One young woman, with tears running down her cheeks, said that lie #6: “Co-habitation sets you up for a better marriage” was one she had believed, and had resulted in her living with her boyfriend. Even having a child eleven weeks earlier hadn’t given her the sense of security she was longing for. The truth of God’s design for the covenant commitment of marriage made sense to her and she left with a resolve to make some changes. Praise God that He meets each of us where we are.

We could barely sleep after that electrifying night (or maybe it was the stop at In-N-Out Burger at 11 p.m. that challenged our sleep?), so aware were we of how powerfully God was at work through that ministry and that church. What a privilege to partner with them. The next morning, before flying to San Diego, we met with Kari and Gabe’s staff team for a time of training and that was also very encouraging. “We have no greater joy than to know that our children are walking in the truth.” (3 John 4)

Doug and Julie Macrae and Grant and Emily Williams pose with us at the PAO conference.

Our days in Carlsbad were dry, beautiful, and full of great connections with our growing number of friends in the NFL who attend the annual Pro Athletes Outreach (PAO) conference. Our schedule was fairly packed but relaxed and it was fun for us to have H.I.M. Board members Doug and Julie Macrae join us for the conference. We thoroughly enjoyed hearing Gary Thomas, author of Sacred Marriage, speak numerous times, especially since we have him booked to speak at the H.I.M. marriage conference next year. He was terrific. Paul and I had a sell-out crowd come to hear us teach on temperaments in a seminar entitled, “Why can’t they be more like me?” and we had a raucous time, which seemed to be helpful to many. All in all, the days were well spent and we were honored to be a part of that vitally important ministry.

Back up to the Bay Area, we landed in pouring rain the night of the 21st and purchased an umbrella before checking into a hotel! Three out of the next five days were spent ministering at Peninsula Covenant Church (PCC) in Redwood City. Gary Gaddini (who spoke at the H.I.M. marriage conference in February 2008) is the lead pastor at PCC and one of our favorite teachers and friends. Even though he was off in the Congo during our visit, his ministry values and heart were easily detectable in every aspect of the body life of the church. We preached at three services on Sunday and felt welcomed and received by the three very different congregations (traditional, family, and very contemporary.)

An unexpectedly large crowd showed up at PCC for the Monday night segment of the mini-marriage conference.

Monday night, we did two more talks to complete a “mini-marriage conference” in-house and once again felt so at home and familial. We returned to the church Thursday morning and spoke to their “Mother’s Together” program on the subject of “The Two Things that Make Him Come Alive.” We especially loved that morning. Led in part by Gary’s lovely wife Anne and another of our long time friends, Mary Giani, the program is intentionally designed to love, pamper, and speak truth into the lives of young moms who don’t necessarily have a relationship with the Lord. It was done beautifully and thoughtfully and we were privileged to join forces with these passionate, vision-driven women.

Anne Gaddini and Mary Sharpless Giani masterminded our time at “Mother’s Together.”

In between Tuesday and Thursday morning, we put a few more miles on the car. :) We drove back to Sacramento to speak at Jesuit High School’s parent’s night Tuesday and that was . . . different. :) Put on the calendar by two dear Campus by the Sea families whose sons attend Jesuit, we were asked to speak to the parents and their kids on sexual purity. Just before beginning, a young high school informant let us know that it seemed that most of the parents were fairly relaxed with the position that “boys will be boys” and therefore didn’t seem especially committed to sexual purity. With that perspective in mind, our approach shifted to trying to convince the parents that God’s design for sexuality purity is good. I don’t know how many bought it, but we tried to be faithful in teaching truth. It’s always comforting to remember the words of Mother Teresa in such times: “God calls us to be faithful, not successful.” All said, we thoroughly enjoyed our time with our Campus by the Sea families who organized it, the Padillas and the Barrs, and we trust that God will multiply our efforts.

Stone Harbor's marriage night was held in Johnny and Lori's Monterey home.

Wednesday we drove from Sacramento to Monterey (why not?) to do a marriage evening for Stone Harbor Church, a young church plant pastored by our dear friends Johnny and Lori Potter. We got down in time to take a long oceanfront walk full of animated conversation with them before the evening meeting, and that was one of the highlights of being there. The evening went well with a lot of good interaction and before we could blink, we were driving back up to Redwood City for the Thursday morning mother’s meeting.

The two weeks passed oh so quickly! Paul flew directly to Boston Thursday afternoon and I flew to Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, to spend a few days with my dear friend Helen. We’ve returned to a backlog of counseling, paperwork, and dust bunnies, which are all being tended to.

Meanwhile, around the world, our Julie is just completing her fifth week in Mbale, Uganda, and if you haven’t checked out her blogspot, you really should (http://juliefriesen.blogspot.com). Her experiences are changing us! I can only imagine what they’re doing to her. We are so thankful for a “peace that passes understanding” as she lives in the heart of a country ravaged by AIDS, poverty, and desperation. We are so thankful that she is His ultimately; that really is our hope.

It’s good to be home. In between lots of counseling and speaking for local churches and organizations, we’re gearing up for our “Worth It” conference (March 28) and our H.I.M. marriage conference, April 3-5. Hope to see many of you there.

The phenomenal “pit crew” who worked together to make the H.I.M. February marriage conference happen.

On this Valentine’s Eve, Paul and I are fighting the headwinds at 35K feet as we begin our two-week west coast speaking tour. The snow, ice, and frigid temps that have marked these past weeks will be 3,000 miles behind us in six short hours, and soon after landing, we’ll have lunch with our dear friends Gary and Anne Gaddini before joining the First Covenant Church of Sacramento’s annual marriage conference in Corte Madera. I am thankful for six hours of “quiet” after several very busy weeks.

Julie safely arrived in Mbale, Uganda, on February 4, and she’s making the transition quite well. The 7,000 miles that separate us are certainly minimized by the Internet and telecom possibilities, and for that we’re so grateful. I’m going to let her speak for herself by excerpting from some of her emails:

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Day 1
Dearest Friends and Family,
I trust this email finds you doing well. I wanted to write a quick email to let you know that I have safely arrived here in Mbale, Uganda. The trip was painless overall and full of blessings. I want to thank each of you for the love and care you have and continue to show. It is because of your faithfulness and encouragement that I am able to be here! As thankful as I am to be here, it is a long ways away . . .
My flights went smoothly, though the connection in London was a bit hurried as the plane had to sit on the tarmac for a good 45 minutes due to the “snow storm” (3 inches!) they had received the day before… but the connection was made, and off to Entebbe we flew. I walked out of the plane and was greeted by warm humidity! For a second I thought I was in Trinidad! A piece of luggage was lost, but thankfully they were able to locate it in London and it will arrive on Friday… we are hoping. :) I was greeted by a man named Paddy and he drove me the 5 hours to Mbale. On the way he was instructed to take me to the market… this involved him dropping me, and allowing me to “shop” on my own… It was a bit of a different experience especially as I got to the checkout and had no idea how to pay - what currency and how to translate. :) All in all they were gracious and I got some groceries and we moved on.
The hospital is comprised of five little buildings on a beautiful compound. It has beautiful grounds and the people on it are just as beautiful. Derek, the director, and I are the only Westerners and the rest are Native Ugandans. I met the babies and my heart melted as I saw babies from 2 weeks – 10 years laying in beds, fighting to live. It both melted my heart and excited it to get to be involved in their little lives.

My home :) . . . for five months.

My house is very nice. I have my own room and bathroom. :) Everything is kinda dependent on weather (like power and Internet access) but I am very blessed. It is a guest house with three other rooms--with plenty of space for visitors. :)
Thank you so much for being a part of this journey with me. I can’t wait to see what God has in store.

My contact information is below. Again, I am not sure how much I can depend on email, etc, but I will email and respond to emails when I get a chance. But know that every word I receive is so cherished! I miss you guys…

Email: jules419 /at/ hotmail.com
Skype: jafriese
Blog: http://juliefriesen.blogspot.com
Snail Mail: CURE International - Kampala Office
Attn: Julie Friesen
Bakwanye House, 3rd Floor
26 Wampewo Avenue
Kampala, Uganda East Africa

Much love,
Jules

Baby Scovi, maybe one of my favorites - has spina bifida and is 8 days old... way too cute... look at that hair!

Day 2: Feb. 6
Today was a great day of working. I got to hold and help some babies and my heart melted. I felt at home and at peace. You would love these babies. Their heads are huge and they look a bit scary at first but most of them just look like tiny little babies needing food and love... heart breaking. Derek told me I could take pictures and so I will soon.

“Princess Dorcas” has Hydrocephalus and her mom was very excited to have me “arrest her photo.”

Day 3: Sunday
Today was church and it was an experience. Apollo (the physical therapist at the hospital) took me to one (we walked) which was great. It has about 300 members and is pastored by a man named Wilburforce. Great name! I thought, “he has got to ante up and be a great preacher…” and he was. Amazing actually. Derek said he is one of the few legit pastors, one not embezzling money, etc, and preaching the Word, not health, wealth, and prosperity. He preached out of II Chronicles and talked about fear. It was a wonderful service.
Apollo then took me to see our new patient, a five-year-old boy who was hit by a car and has been in a coma for 6 days... heartbreaking.
He then walked me into town to buy some water. I was very thankful because I had run out yesterday and did not want to get dehydrated. He was great about it. It was an experience shopping in Mbale. Not sure I would want to do it alone, but time will tell...

The children are hiding in this tree yelling “Muzungu!” meaning “white person.”

When I got home I made a peanut butter sandwich (pb may save my life) and then went out to take pictures of the grounds for you guys. I got out of the house and heard “Mozungu” being yelled. It means “white person.” I looked around and could not see anything; however, there is a secondary boarding school on the other side of the fence so I assumed it was these children. I could not see them through the brush and wondered how they could see me. I asked them “Where are you?” and they replied “Take my photo.” I said, “I can’t see you” and they said “Up.” I looked up and there they were, all nestled in the tree about 60 feet up. It was so cute. They asked me my name and then all at once yelled theirs back. I then heard a little voice say “photo me” and there were two young ones standing at the gate wanting to be pictured but obviously not able to climb the tree. It reminded me both of Zaccheus and of “The Sound of Music.”
So so fun. :)

Day 4: Monday
My trip so far has been great… That is due to God’s faithfulness and protection. My heart has gone through some times of questions but there has never been a lack of peace about being here. Sometimes I feel a little out of place but maybe that is just due to the fact that I am the only “mozungu” here.

A new baby in today with quite advanced swelling... The eyes appear to be mostly white; however, it is only due to the pressure on the occipital lobe from the fluid which gives the baby the appearance of lazy eyes and sometimes poor vision.

Day 5: Tuesday
I want to thank you so much for praying for me today. It means so much to have you on this team and praying. I know you have lots going on with your own families and daily activities but I want to say that it is such a gift having prayers coming this way today. Today has been good. I have been able to work with some amazing people and I feel so grateful to learn far more than I can process.

A mama and her baby Ryan, who has hydrocephalus.

As you pray, will you pray for a bigger vision than I have right now? I am a bit overwhelmed when I think I will be here for five months, but I know God can give me a bigger vision that will help me have hope. I also would love prayer for a friend. I would love to meet at least one western missionary here who can bring comfort and some perspective to me… even just help with cultural differences.
Thank you again for your prayers - I am so grateful.
Julie

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Paul and I have had a “peace that passes understanding” and are so thankful that our confidence for her protection is in our very personal God of the universe, who neither slumbers nor sleeps.

This past weekend (February 6-8), our first of two H.I.M.-sponsored marriage conferences was held at the Nashua Radisson Hotel. “How to have a High-Octane Marriage in a Fuel-Challenged World” was the theme, which Doug and Julie Macrae took and ran with (or shall I say “raced with”?). Decorations, balloons, goody bags, staff shirts, and workshop titles all reflected this theme, which was decided on six months ago when gas was $4.00 a gallon. :) The Macraes worked it beautifully. Richard Dahlstrom of Bethany Community Church in Seattle, Washington, flew in to speak and he was used mightily by God. He taught, challenged, inspired, convicted, and cast a vision of hope for developing God-honoring marriages that will make a difference in this world--which knows more despair than hope when it comes to marriage. His humble, brilliant, passionate teaching was really appreciated.

Jim and Sue Martis, Janet Hathaway and Barbara Steele warmly welcomed marriage conferees.

Danny and Rayna Oertli once again led us in worship and treated us to a full-on concert Saturday night, which served to expand their growing fan base in New England. Also humble and exceptionally talented, they helped us experience God through worship, which added “fuel to our tanks.” (Our second marriage conference will be held in Jackson, New Hampshire, at the Eagle Mountain Inn, April 3-5. It’s filling up quickly, so if you’re planning on coming, please register!)

The theme, “High Octane Marriage in a Fuel-Challenged World” was masterfully carried out by Doug and Julie Macrae.

Numerous workshops were offered and each day since the conference we’ve had multiple conversations with attendees who attest that their marriage was positively impacted by what they learned in a workshop, or from Richard, or through worship, or just by getting away. We are so thankful to have this resource for couples as we stand on the front lines in the battle for healthier, more God-honoring marriages. We felt so met by God in this weekend and left Sunday afternoon with “tanks full” and “engines tuned-up” to stay in the race. All praise to God!

Stephane and Aimee Amani, Danny and Rayna Oertli, and Richard Dahlstrom enjoy lunch together.

The weekend culminated with a Danny Oertli concert at Immanuel Church in Chelmsford. Organized by Barbara and Gordon Becker, a near full house gathered to hear stories and songs from Danny’s heart and pen. The multi-generational event allowed us to worship, to be taught, and to fellowship. It was a great night.

The past four days haven’t allowed much time for recovery from our very full weekend. After we got the Oertlis off Monday noon, the day was packed with counseling, visiting, and an H.I.M. board meeting. Plans to sled under a full moon after the board meeting were scrapped due to tiredness, as the last board members left at 10:30 p.m. and a very full day of counseling was scheduled for Tuesday starting at 8 a.m. It was a very adult decision, much to the disappointment of my child-like heart, and we’re hoping that March will bring together snow and the full moon so we’ll have another opportunity.

Counseling and preparation for this trip filled Wednesday and Thursday. We see God’s grace work dramatically to turn a marriage around, and we see intense spiritual warfare which subverts His plan for developing a marriage which reflects His glory. In all cases, we are completely aware that we can’t change people; only He can, with permission.

The next weeks will be full of opportunities and we are so grateful that we go in His strength for His purposes. Our travels will take us from Corte Madera to Sacramento to Carlsbad (down by San Diego), to Redwood City to Sacramento to Monterey, and then back to Redwood City before we return to New England. Our audiences will vary from married couples to college students to high school students to NFL players to a church congregation to a church staff team to a young mom’s group.

Please pray for us! We want to honor Him wherever we are and in whatever we’re doing.

Serving and Sending

Julie's off! Feb. 3, 6 a.m., Boston Logan airport to Entebbe, Uganda.

As it snows in New England on this early February day, our daughter Julie is enroute to Mbale, Uganda, to begin her almost six-month medical mission serving with Cure, International. She'll land in 85-degree equatorial heat in about 18 hours and will be very far from these cold winter days. It was a tearful farewell in the pre-dawn hours at Logan Airport, to be honest, in that "sad/glad" confusion of feelings that co-mingle at such times.

The preparation for this part of Julie's journey began at least fifteen years ago, when evidence of her unusually compassionate heart began emerging. Coming home from third grade one day, she announced that she had spent her lunch hour in the class with four special needs children, all of whom were wheelchair bound and non-verbal. We asked her why and she responded, "Because it's fun! I like the kids." She spent the majority of her lunch hours in that classroom for the remainder of the year and she grew to love those kids. We suspected then that Julie's giftings and heart would lead her to minister to overlooked people in forgotten places. The vision of serving in Africa was born during her junior high years and now that dream is becoming a reality.

And that's where "sad/glad" collide. We are so thankful, so glad, so humbled that our 23-year-old is doing this with this next chapter of her life. We have confidence that she will be Jesus "with flesh on" to the many children she will serve in The Cure's pediatric hospital. We know that her smile and her joyful spirit will brighten up any space she occupies. We believe that her competence will help post-surgical patients rehab and that her encouragement will motivate them to push beyond the pain to the promise. We have faith that God will use her to make a difference for Him as she walks her talk and loves Jesus-style.

But we're also sad. It's hard to have your child 7,000 miles away, in an unknown-to-us place and culture. We are somewhat aware of the risks that will be a part of her life as she serves, and those risks seem scarier than the ones we face in our country. Though she'll be part of a medical team, she goes "alone" and knows no one there.

And so we cry and smile, pray and ponder, and trust that her roots will hold her and her wings will take her where God wants her. You can vicariously experience her life in Uganda by checking out her blog, which will undoubtedly be updated far more frequently than mine. (I have made a New Year resolution about blogging...and I'm only a month behind to date!)

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Dec. 17, many of the Patriot wives from the couples study gathered for a cinnamon roll baking class taught by Virginia. All left with pans of rolls to bake in their own homes on Christmas morning.

I apologize that it has been so long since my last post. Backing up to mid-December '08, on a similarly snowy day, about a dozen Patriot wives gathered with rolling pins in hand for the sixth annual "Baking Cinnamon Rolls with Virginia" class. What a yummy day! At least twelve dozen rolls were made, most of which went home in an unbaked state to be frozen for Christmas morning baking. Our couples' study wrapped up the following night, Dec. 18, and we left encouraged by the spiritual and marital growth in the couples. Though we fully expected to meet again in January, during the post-season, it wasn't to be. :( We were with our couples one last time, on Dec. 21 at Gillette Stadium, as we joined with thousands of other crazy fans at the 2008 "Snow Bowl" and cheered the Pats on to "freezing out" the Cardinals, 47-7. (Hey, isn't that the team that just played in the Super Bowl? Strange....)

Christmas Dinner traditions continued with Paul and Christie Borthwick, Felicia Coluzzo,
and Hank Bazigian joining us for food, fun, and fellowship.

We were thrilled to have Lisa and Julie with us for the holidays, and equally thrilled that Gabe and Kari were happily traipsing through Europe on their two week "wedding gift money" memory-making trip. At 33 Washington Street, we maintained time-honored traditions, like making gingerbread houses from scratch, hiding Baby Jesus until Christmas morning, having matching jammies, receiving letters from Santa, reading Luke 2 on Christmas morning - after almond puff pastry fashioned as a wreath and before opening stockings, making batches of caramel corn for gift-giving, and inviting "chosen family friends" to join us for Christmas Eve and another set for Christmas Day dinner. It was such a relief and a joy for Christmas Eve to arrive and put an end to my rushing-to-catch-up which seemed to mark the month. I never did catch up, and some packages were never sent, but the exchange was right. We spent many hours in the hospital with our dear friend Patty, who ended up back at the Brigham for the week before Christmas with blood clots, as well as supporting other friends for whom the holidays were not bright and merry.

Family vacation in Vero Beach after Christmas was just what the doctor ordered.
We were refreshed, renewed, and had a blast with daughters Lisa and Julie.

Soon after Christmas, we drove to Alexandria, Virginia, to spend a couple of wonderful days with my family before flying to Florida for a week-long vacation using our friends' Vero Beach condo. Though Paul and I have logged many hours there, reading and writing for our doctorates as well as writing most of our books, it was a first for Julie and Lisa. After experiencing this little slice of heaven, they are amazed that we've gotten any work done there! Our days were unbelievably refreshing, renewing, and relaxing. We walked the beach endlessly, soaked in the rays limitedly, played tennis competitively, read semi-voraciously, ate appreciatively (Chef Paul did most of the cooking), and rested deeply. It ranked on the short list of best vacations ever and it was just what we needed.

2009 was ushered in quietly, as we were too tired to do much more than watch the ball drop in Times Square on TV. After driving home on January 8th, however, nothing has been quiet since. :) We launched a full January schedule by speaking on the evening of the 9th at Trinity Baptist Church in Nashua. This is one of our "partnership churches" and we thoroughly enjoyed being a part of their couples' dessert night. Matt and Beth Ide creatively designed the evening "sandwich style:" two talks, with dessert in the middle. The large crowd was engaged and responsive and we left very grateful for the opportunity to have encouraged marriages.

Some Engagement Matters attendees enjoy a meal in between sessions.

Our first Engagement Matters of 2009 started the following morning. We love this weekend. Partnering with Doug and Julie Macrae, we challenged our enthusiastic and somewhat naive couples to consider the principles as well as the practical outworkings of Christian marriage. We're still stymied by recruitment for the weekend, but are more committed to continuing to offer it than ever. Alumni of the program give us more positive reinforcement than needed. Our next Engagement Matters weekend is April 18-19 and we'd love for you to send pre-engaged or engaged couples our way.

Paul spoke at the Mom to Mom group at St. Michael's Parish in Bedford on the 14th and as always, the moms loved him. We spoke together the next day at Grace Chapel's MTM and that was an honor as well. Mom to Mom (www.momtomom.org) is a much needed and well-done program in these times when the value of the role of mothering is oft times underestimated and invalidated.

Family Getaway Weekend in New Hampshire was a blast!
Brian and Heather Dietz joined the HIM team as worship leaders, much to the delight of all.

Our third annual and largest ever "Family Fun Getaway Weekend" was held January 17-19 at the Radisson Hotel in Nashua, New Hampshire. Twenty-seven families contributing 112 bodies spent the snowy, wintery weekend in the "castle," enjoying the beautiful atrium pool, great food, and lots of fellowship and encouragement from fellow pilgrims. Brian and Heather Dietz led worship and Paul did family devotions. An added bonus was having veteran Family Camp staffers Julie, Macain, and Lars take the kids for part of Sunday evening while the parents had an open question and answer forum with Paul and me. It was a very successful weekend and fun was truly had by all.

The H.I.M. Board held its first annual vision retreat in Vero Beach in late January.
We all agreed it was a great way to get a lot done.

It was back to Vero Beach the next weekend for our first ever H.I.M. Board retreat. Bill Tiffan, a long-time friend and ministry partner turned consultant, spent the first day with the Board, leading us through a process to clarify ministry objective and goals. He was very helpful. The next day, Board member John Nugent helped us develop some practical applications of the objectives and goals and that was also very helpful. Unanimously, we felt it was a very productive weekend and should be repeated next year.

The original five gathered for a final weekend together before Julie's departure for Uganda.

This past week has been consumed by preparing for Julie's launch. It was extremely meaningful to have Kari and Lisa come home for the weekend in support of her, and the days were a great mix of family time and family/friend time. A send-off party was held Saturday night, the 31st, and the attendees spoke of Julie's heart so well. From co-workers at the gym to her nannying charges, from Board members to high school classmates, everyone agreed that Julie's heart has made a huge difference in their lives and came to express their love for her and support of her.

That brings us up to now. The snow is still falling and minute by minute, Julie is getting farther away from us. How good it is to know that she is His and that she rests in the shadow of the Almighty. That's the only truth that can comfort a sad/glad mother's heart.

God With Us

The sun sets on Thanksgiving Day.

“I’m looking forward to your next blog entry” was a not-so-subtle reminder in a recent email from our dear friend Gertrud, who lives in Stuttgart, Germany, that I am blog-delinquent. I was stunned to discover that over six weeks have elapsed since I last wrote. Yikes!

I’m writing today as we fly. While flying to some is an ordeal, to me it’s a gift of uninterrupted time in which to do things like blog or catch up on writing thank-you notes. During the past six weeks, we’ve flown very little as most of our ministry opportunities and engagements have been local.

Backing up to Sunday, Oct. 26, we partnered in ministry with Immanuel Church in Chelmsford by teaching an adult Sunday School class, followed by Paul preaching. It was a joy to see many familiar faces and to sense the work of God in that place.

Tuesday, the 28th, we had the privilege of speaking to the seminary wives and their spouses at Gordon-Conwell Theological Seminary. This annual event is a highlight for us as we interact with couples committed to the ministry and to their marriage, wrestling with how to honor both and hurt neither. A great Q-and-A time followed our presentation which gave the couples a forum for discussing their real issues and concerns. The ever gracious Lita Schuelter hosted the evening and was warmly supportive of our efforts.

Thursday, the 30th, we partnered with Grace Chapel’s Mom to Mom ministry which we always consider a delight. Speaking on parenting as one of the workshop options, we had a great time interacting with a roomful of eager moms. We are so thrilled for Linda Anderson, founder and leader of Mom to Mom Ministries, that this strategic ministry continues to grow throughout the country.

Saturday, Nov. 1, we teamed up with Trinity Church in Nashua, New Hampshire, to add a real live personal dimension to the “Fireproof” simulcast which was beamed in from Georgia. We started the day with a talk on marriage and then launched the afternoon session with a period of questions and answers. In between, we joined the attendees in watching the well-done simulcast which featured Dr. Gary Smalley, Dr. Les Parrott, and several others. We were impressed with the creativity of Matt and Beth Ide, who put the day together for their home church.

And so began November, which seems to have evaporated.

The November 4th election was pretty tough for us, with seemingly few bright spots. We continue to pray for our nation and its leaders, and are reminded that 2 Chronicles 7:14 says, “If my people, who are called by my name, will humble themselves and pray, and seek my face, and turn from their wicked ways, then I will hear from heaven, and will forgive their sins, and heal their land.” It’s a pretty clear charge to those who follow Christ and who want to experience God’s best for our nation to pray, seek Him, and repent.

We canceled our plans to be in Vero Beach on a writing holiday for 10 days in the first half of November in order to be present for our dear friend Patty, who had major surgery on Nov. 10. Before her surgery, I made a quick trip down to Kitty Hawk, North Carolina, to watch Lisa run a half-marathon. It was so inspiring to watch her cross the finish line in 1 hour, 53 minutes, that I actually agreed to train for it next year.

Lisa celebrates her half-marathon finish with a taste of New England, much to her delight.

I returned in time for Patty’s nine-hour, successful surgery, which was just the beginning of 25 days in the hospital as she recovered. She was finally able to come home last week. I spent a fair bit of time at the hospital, including two “sleep-overs” during her stay, and was so thankful to be able to do so. It’s good to see her progressing to full health.

Back at Mom to Mom at Grace Chapel on November 13, we spoke on marriage at the large group meeting. Though we much prefer speaking to couples on marriage, these ladies were very open to hearing what they as wives could do to help make their marriages more vital. It was a refreshing time.

That night we were at the sidelines of the Patriots-Jets match-up and joined Patriots fans everywhere who went from the ecstasy of a tie game at the end of regulation, to the depths of disappointment when the Jets won the toss in OT and kicked a field goal, winning the game. :( It was really exciting to see Matt Cassel lead our team in the game-tying drive with less than two minutes to play, and we continue to be impressed with Matt, who with his wife Lauren faithfully comes to the Patriots couples’ studies we speak at on Thursday evenings during the season.

Paul spoke at a men’s event in Halifax, Massachusetts, Friday night and was really impressed with this consortium of men’s groups from churches in the area. He loves challenging men to be Christ-like in their marriages and families.

Another very creative event of the fall was held at Nashoba Grace Community Church. Mike Lynch, with his very evangelistic heart, put together an outreach for the community, offering a parenting seminar and kid-friendly event. For the kids, he brought in a naturalist who showed off a small menagerie and presented a gospel-laced message of Creator God. Popcorn, balloons, hot dogs, and animal crackers added to the festive atmosphere. Concurrently, Paul and I gave an hour-long parenting presentation. All who attended received a gift bag containing a parenting book as well as several gospel pieces. It was a joy to work with Mike and his team and to see the sincere effort they’re making to impact their area for Christ.

Mike Lynch is all smiles about the outreach held mid-November at Nashoba Grace Community Church.

Our last weekend conference of the fall was the fourth annual scrapbooking conference, hostessed by Barbara Becker, once again at the Sea Pines Inn in Brewster. Very focused scrapbooking dominated the 48-hour girls-only party, though most at least tried to look interested during the three talks I gave on Matthew 6:19: “For where your treasure is, your heart will be also.” The most interest was given when Lisa and Julie made a guest appearance and spoke on the challenge of storing up eternal treasures in a culture that constantly puts up counterfeits. “As the needle follows the sundial, and the sunflower follows the sun, so the heart follows its treasure.”

Lisa and Julie made a big hit with the women at the scrapbooking conference.

It was a wonderful weekend on all levels, thanks to Barbara and her support team (husband Gordon and son Kyle) who once again pampered the attendees with surprises and treats at every turn.

Paul flew to California during that weekend to honor our dear friend John Turney and his family at John’s memorial service. As recorded in our last blog entry, we had a wonderful “last” visit with John in early October, and one month later, he breathed his last on earth. Death is so hard. We’re reminded with each such loss that we weren’t designed for death and that’s why it’s so painful. Paul said the memorial service was phenomenally honoring to both the Lord and to John.

Throughout November, we also spent one day a week counseling and each Thursday night with the Patriots couples at Bible Study. We also had a Trinidad Family Missions Trip reunion with Ashoke Bashew, who was stateside for a missions conference. As always, it was a joy to be with Ashoke, who led us in a discussion on how to better encourage families and marriages to live Biblically. He expressed his discouragement at the attitude towards Biblical authority he detected in the American audiences he and his group had ministered to on their recent Steel Pan Band tour. The discussion was stimulating about a subject so near and dear to our hearts.

The Collins gang gathers on Thanksgiving Day in Burke, Virginia.

Our Thanksgiving was celebrated with the Collins side of the family in Alexandria, Virginia. Kari and Gabe flew in from California, Lisa drove up from Harrisonburg, Virginia, and we drove down for a great time of reconnecting with family. Fun, fellowship, food, football, and finding deals filled the five days. We included a day trip to Harrisonburg on Saturday to see Lisa’s new world and to watch “her” JMU football team knock off their opponent in the first round of play-offs. Over-the-top fun, especially since Aunt Laura and Uncle David joined us for the day.

Happy JMU fans at the end of their first play-off game. Chrissie Musacchio (far left) and Aunt Laura and Uncle David Leach join our gang for the game.

And then it was December. Wow! That came fast. It started pretty fast with a full day of counseling 24 hours after our return from Virginia. Another night at Brigham and Women’s with Patty followed counseling. Her condition was much improved. Though not your ordinary “girls sleepover”, it was a joy to spend that time with my dear friend. Another dear friend, Helen Challener, flew in from Pittsburgh that evening for a life-giving five-day visit.

Patty comes home from the hospital and welcomes a visit from Helen, Julie, and me.

My relationship with Helen goes back 30 years, when she came as a graduate student to work at Campus by the Sea as a dining room hostess. She is definitely “chosen family.” She loves to serve and I seem to have plenty of opportunities for her to do just that. It’s not all work and no play, though. We shopped a bit, laughed a ton, and made it in to the Wang Theater to see the delightful “How the Grinch Stole Christmas.”

“Mister Paul” bakes chocolate chip cookies with Madeline, Sarah Elizabeth, and Meegan Williams.

We’ve just returned from our annual sojourn to St. Louis, where we spent several delightful days with Grant and Emily Williams and their three precious daughters. We are always encouraged by our time with the Williamses, who are so sincerely living their lives and training their children for Christ. A highlight of our time was experiencing the “Journey to Bethlehem” presented by a local church. On a clear, full-moon lit night, it was a stirring reminder of God’s orchestration of people and places to accomplish His plan of redemption for us.

After the “Journey to Bethlehem,” we warm up with the Williamses inside the church.

Which is what this season is all about. For our nation, these weeks have been unsettled, confusing, disappointing, and anxiety-producing. The election and the recession have caused more than a little panic leading to reflection and re-calibration. “Where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.” We are so thankful to know personally that the greatest treasure of all came in the form of the Christ Child. O come let us adore Him! Only He can bring peace to our souls, as well as peace on earth. And that is our prayer for each of you today.

West Coast Speaking Tour

Thankfully fall was still in its glory when we returned. Is there anything more beautiful?

Though we did miss the “peak” of fall colors in the greater Boston area due to our west coast trip, as we walked the beaches in southern California, we were reminded that the beauty of creation is not limited to one area. And thankfully, we’ve been snapping photos left and right since returning because, much to our delight, there are still plenty of fall leaves to enjoy.

The Christian Law Enforcement Fellowship marriage conference held at Forest Home Christian Conference Center. These precious couples, lead by Herb and Debbie Smith (front row, right), are committed to not being part of the 87% divorce rate in the law enforcement ranks.

Our almost two-week California tour exceeded the high expectations we had prior to going. First stop: Forest Home Christian Conference Center, to speak at the Christian Law Enforcement Fellowship (CLEF) marriage retreat. Herb and Debbie Smith (friends from my college years and Paul’s InterVarsity Christian Fellowship staff years) once again outdid themselves in creating a safe and hospitable environment for these dear couples whom they mentor year round. It’s the sixth time we’ve spoken for this group since 1993 and our hearts grow deeper for them each time we’re with them. As they serve on the front lines in a profession that boasts an 87% divorce rate, it was heartening to be with these twenty couples who are committed to honoring their marriage vows. One couple came “at the end of their rope and out of hope” with plans to pursue divorce, and were met by God in a life-changing way during the conference. During our final session, when we invited testimonies, the husband tearfully shared how God had interrupted the trajectory their marriage was on towards destruction and they were going home with renewed hope and a strong commitment to grow in their marriage. All praise to God!

That Sunday night, October 5, we spoke at Northpoint Evangelical Free Church in Corona. The pastor there, one of our dearest friends and partners in ministry, David Hegg, hosted the “Married...and loving it!” evening with his lovely wife Cherylyn. About 400 came out, in spite of the all important Red Sox vs. Angels game 3 that was being aired during our talks, and we had an electric evening. We gave two talks, with a break in the middle, and were thankful for a very engaged and responsive group. Going into the evening, we didn’t want David to announce that we were from Boston, since the Angels had lost the first two games at home and the majority of those present feel about the Angels as we do about the Sox. We felt such a good connection with the crowd, however, that we “risked” losing them by presenting David with a Curt Schilling signed jersey at the beginning of the second talk. Doug Macrae had procured the shirt and had Curt sign it: “To an ‘Angel’ who's trying to save New England. Thanks! Curt Schilling” It was a huge hit and an affirmation to the ministry that David and Cherylyn have had in New England as they have spoken at HIM-sponsored family camps and marriage conferences.

We shared some wonderful moments with our dear friends, John and Wendy Turney.

After spending a comfortable and talkative night with the Heggs, we went on to Santa Ana, where we spent a meaningful and precious evening with our dear friends, John and Wendy Turney. Our friendship with the Turneys dates back thirty years to when they first came to Campus by the Sea for family camp. Let’s just say they didn’t fall in love with CBS immediately . . . but thankfully, by week’s end, they were hooked—and they’ve been part of the family ever since. We’ve shared many significant moments with them through the years and we love them dearly. After a fifteen-year battle with melanoma, John’s days on earth are coming to an end and we were so grateful to have this farewell time with them. Their faith remains rock-solid, as does their love for one another, and yet they are dealing honestly with the pain of this passage. As has been true with the Turneys for all of the years we’ve known them, they once again inspired and encouraged us. We will miss John so much.

We spent a good portion of Tuesday meeting with most of the CBS leadership team (Greg, Wendy, and Steve Jones) in the Long Beach Harbor, reviewing the 2008 family camp season and getting the wheels turning for next year. We had a wonderful time together affirming our shared vision and goals for family camps. We are thankful for their partnership.

We got some early morning walks in on the matchless California coastline in Laguna Beach.

The next couple of days were spent reconnecting with very important people in our lives, all of whom we’ve known for over thirty years. Our dear friend, Wendy Offield, provided us with some much needed R&R at her retreat-like home in Emerald Bay on Laguna Beach. We talked and walked the beach endlessly, and it was good to catch up with her and with each other.

Continuing southward, we spent an afternoon with our long-time mentors, John and Grace Tebay, and only wished it could’ve been longer. They set the bar for who we want to be when we hit our “golden years.” That evening, the four of us joined the precious Coykendall family in Encinitas for a lively evening of great food and discussion. Kent Coykendall served on our summer staff at CBS in the early 80’s after having been a family camper during the 70’s. He married a Wellesley-bred New Englander, Robin, and along with their four children, they have made family camp a tradition. We loved being in their home.

A highlight was spending time with our mentors, John and Grace Tebay (far right), and Robin and Kent Coykendall, long time friends from Campus by the Sea.

Our final stop south before circling back north was in Spring Valley, where we spent Friday morning with Paul’s Aunt Naomi and Uncle Bill Clark (who are in their nineties and now living in an assisted living complex) and their daughter Sharon. We treasured the moments with the last surviving sibling of Paul’s dad; they are “green with sap” even in their old age, as the Psalmist declares, for having served and praised the Lord their whole lives (Psalm 92:14, NASB).

Larry Hampton leads worship at the Anaheim Vineyard Marriage Conference, and invites Campus by the Sea family campers to sing “I am Somebody” for the rest of the conferees.

We went back up north Friday afternoon, October 10, to speak at the Anaheim Vineyard’s marriage conference. We loved working with John and Laura DePaola (John directs the family and marriage ministry there) and their team (which included Mike and Monica Cornelius, who invested greatly in this event). Collectively they did a great job of planning and executing the Friday–Saturday conference. Those attending were open, responsive, and receptive, during both worship and teaching times. It was a privilege to partner with them.

Marcus and Joy Stenzel (holding son Griffin) hosted "Marriage Matters" at First Presbyterian Church of Monrovia on Sat. evening, Oct. 11, and our presentation on the Myers-Briggs Type Indicator was well received.

We “flew” (in the rental car) from Anaheim to Monrovia for an evening at the First Presbyterian Church. Joy and Marcus Stenzel (another over-thirty-year friendship) hosted their “Marriage Matters” couples’ night out and had us speak on temperaments in marriage. Since our temperaments are almost opposite, we always have plenty of illustrations and lots of laughs presenting on this subject. We were so impressed with the marriage and family ministry the Stenzels are spearheading at their church.

We met up with the Turneys for church Sunday morning, and it was a good place to be with them. Brunch afterwards, and then good-bye. We doubt we’ll see John again on this side of glory, but what a huge comfort it was knowing it was only a “til we meet again” farewell.

The last night of our California tour was spent at Qualcom Stadium, watching a game we’d just as soon forget...but at least connecting with Kassidy Thomas. The three of us didn’t make much of a dent among the crazy Chargers’ fans.

Coincidentally, the Patriots were in San Diego to play the Chargers Sunday night, and we were fortunate to be given four tickets to the game. We took our niece and nephew, Stefanie and Frankie, and except for the way we played and the outcome of the game, we had a great time. It was a first for us to be on the losing end of a game in a hostile arena . . . and we decided we didn’t want to repeat that anytime soon. :)

Our final stop was in Chula Vista, where we met up with three of my sisters for a lovely brunch. Hostessed by sister Melissa, we wandered down memory lane for most of the morning and had many laughs. It was good to be together.

Exhausted, we flew home, arriving early Tuesday morning, and proceeded to counsel that day. :) The Patriots’ Couples Bible Study Thursday night was well attended and the apple pies we made were the perfect end to a fabulous southern-cookin’ dinner made by Beth Ann Evans. We’re so happy to have resurrected the tradition of sharing dinner prior to study; it allows for fellowship and relationship building, which helps round out the study portion. We’re averaging 14 couples a week. Yeah!

Engagement Matters filled the weekend of the 18th and 19th and was once again hosted by the Macraes. Though the turnout was small (as has been true of our fall weekends), we had great interaction with the couples. Nate and Jeannie King continued their commitment to partnering with us and flew in from Atlanta (where they now live) to do so. What a gift to us to have both the Kings and the Macraes on the team for this critically important weekend.

We squeezed in a farewell party for the Yardley family after day one of Engagement Matters ended. It was a wonderful celebration of this very special family, who have lived so “missionally” and intentionally for Christ. Their move to Charlotte, North Carolina, comes after a very thoughtful and prayerful year-long process that led them to believe that their family values and goals would best be met there. Though we hate to see them go, we respect and support their decision and believe that Charlotte will become a better place because of them.

September Splendour

I’m not sure what we were thinking when we booked this 11-day California tour for the first two weeks of October. Why would anyone voluntarily leave New England during the “crown jewel” portion of the year???

We got our first taste of the glory of autumn this past weekend as we used a gift card for an R & R night at the Mt. Washington Hotel in the White Mountains with our dear friends, John and Marilyn Nugent. The “vividity” of the colors was truly breathtaking and more intense and dense than we ever remember seeing. And that was under cloudy and sometimes rainy conditions!

John and Marilyn Nugent join us and explore the “foliage a-blazin” White Mountains

If you haven’t gotten out to drink in the extraordinary beauty and experience the natural therapy of these New England fall days, seize the moment! If you snooze, you lose, as these days pass all too quickly.

What a lovely September we’ve had! It has been Southern California-like in many ways: moderate temps, low humidity, and clear skies. We’ve taken many walks, gone apple-picking, and stored as much solar energy as we could for the coming winter.

Apple picking with the Yardleys and Earl and Sandy Wilson

Our “bed and breakfast” business has been booming throughout the month: of the 23 nights we were home, we had house guests on 14 of them! The most recent guests, Earl and Sandy Wilson, joined us in hammering out the final draft of our companion workbook to Restoring the Fallen, the book we jointly published through InterVarsity Press in 1998. We enjoyed spending extended time with the Wilsons, who are dear friends as well as partners in ministry. Their marriage is symbolic of the amazing grace and restorative work of the Lord.

Oregon ducks visit Fenway and witness the Sox hand the Indians another defeat.

Part of our “welcome to New England” package included introducing “outsiders” to the iconic Fenway Park (thanks to Doug and Julie Macrae, who generously shared their season tickets with us). For our friends from Germany, that meant explaining the game step by step. The only thing that didn’t need explaining was the enthusiasm of the fans! With Earl and Sandy, who both proudly wore their Oregon Ducks shirts to the park, it meant watching them “high five” every Oregonian or ex-Oregonian at Fenway. At least they didn’t wear their Seattle Mariners shirts!

Since the Armenian Marriage Conference the first weekend of September, we’ve had many wonderful ministry opportunities. We had the privilege of speaking at Free Christian Church of Andover on the kick-off of their Family Night on Sept. 17. It was very encouraging to partner with a church that is so committed to building into families and marriages. Two nights later, we spoke on marriage to an energetic group at Highrock Church, who were also launching their Family Night program. Senior Pastor David Swaim gave tribute to Dan and Susan Yardley, HIM Board members, for being “missional” at Highrock by bringing both vision for and hard work to get family ministries going there. What a positive difference one family can make!

September opened and closed with marriage conferences. The last weekend of the month, we spoke for the first ever Positive FM 89.3 marriage conference, held in Sebasco Harbor, Maine. Though rain fell all weekend, the spirit of the weekend wasn’t dampened in any way. We were deeply moved by the openness and eagerness of the couples in attendance, who interacted responsively with each other as well as with us. When the inclement weather forced cancellation of a harbor tour Saturday late morning, we offered an optional workshop on temperaments, and 90% of the couples attended.

Doug and Julie Macrae and Doug and Shannon Bannerman join us at the Positive 89.3 FM marriage conference

Partnering with us that weekend were Doug and Julie Macrae, who presented a workshop on “Having a Superbowl Marriage” that was wildly popular. They effectively cast a vision for investing in building your marriage and supported it practically by having supplies for each couple to make their own personal “superbowl.” Paul and I were thrilled to attend the workshop and make our “superbowl.” We hope to be the second couple who meets the Macraes’ challenge of doing 52 dates and cashing in on their promise of dinner out at the restaurant of our choice. :)

We left the conference very aware that we had been met by God and that He had been very present and active throughout the weekend. Though it was the first, if the couples who attended have anything to do with it, it won’t be the last. They’re all counting on there being a second annual Positive FM 89.3 conference next year!

It’s football season and it’s our privilege to be partnering with Heath and Beth Ann Evans and Don and Betsy Hasselback in leading the Patriots’ Couples’ Bible Study. For the ninth year, we are committed to spending Thursday nights in Wrentham, teaching truth from God’s Word to these great couples. We had fifteen couples out the past two weeks. Pray for these couples, who have a lot of pressure on them in the world of professional athletics.

Our counseling practice has also started back up, and we’ve committed about ten hours a week to meet with couples. We’ve also added intern Elizabeth Bousa to our team and she is specializing in working with adolescent girls.

We fly to California in the morning for an eleven-day tour, which will include two marriage conferences, two marriage nights at two different churches, and multiple meetings with various ministry partners. Please pray for us.

And, enjoy every moment of leaf-peeping for yourselves and for us!

Summer Wraps Up and Fall Launches

Family Camp speakers David and Cherylyn Hegg “pose” in Patriots’ shirts.

Whew! Twelve weeks after leaving for Campus by the Sea in June, we’re back home in Bedford, sorting through piles of accumulated mail, sweeping out multiplying dust balls, and changing out summer clothes for sweaters and long pants. Ten weeks of family camps dominated our summer, culminating at Camp Berea with the second of two New England-based camps. As we reflect on the summer, we are truly grateful and very aware of God’s mercies which were new every morning . . . and of His faithfulness, which was impossible to miss.

Our last week of camp was like the “cherry on top.” Beautiful weather, energetic and enthusiastic family campers, a phenomenal program staff team as well as a supportive and easy to work with operational team, and many spoken testaments of “God moments” contributed to our summer ending on a high note. There were many highlights, but the most significant for us was the baptism of Macain Weipert, one of our California staff, who chose to have this memorial moment in pristine Newfound Lake, performed by one of his mentors, “Papa Paul.”

Macain Weipert is all smiles at his baptism.

Family Camp is such unique blend of traditions and innovations. At Camp Berea, some of the time-honored traditions include the corn roast/night swim, the Rocket Blasters Battle, the evening of line and circle dancing, the ice cream shop, the bookstore run by dear Ruth Campbell who generously grants Berea Bucks for scripture memorization by young campers. Changes this year included a camp-wide time of worship around the campfire followed by s’mores for all and an all-new game show, which generated good-hearted competition and many laughs.

The multi-generational nature of Family Camp is warp and woof to the unusually high value of these weeks. From babies to grandparents, young parents to empty nesters, and everything in between, the generations teach each other in an arena uncommon in our very segregated culture. Together...laughing, listening, learning, playing, worshiping, serving, eating, partnering. So much health is experienced within the community during the week, which passes far too swiftly in spite of providing a much slower pace of life.

Maybe the best part of Family Camp is that it is relatively free of the distractions which so often rob us of connecting relationally within our homes and communities as well as with God. The absence of TV’s, computers, earplugs hooked in to iPods, and long “to-do” lists frees campers to focus on each other and on the Lord. It’s amazing how much easier it is to hear God when the constant barrage of noise is silenced.

At the end of the day, all of our work and preparation are meaningless eternally unless God does a work among us, and we affirm with all our hearts that in each of the ten weeks, there was plenty of evidence that He was present and that His spirit was at work. Teens were receptive to challenges given by authentic college and post-college staff who are walking the talk; those with troubled marriages were given hope; parents were encouraged to not give up; families were empowered to “walk as those called out of darkness into His wonderful light” (I Peter 2:9, the summer’s theme verse). By God’s grace, family campers of all ages left with a renewed vision for living more Christlike lives, having tasted how good it is to be “a chosen people, a royal priesthood, a people belonging to God.”

As our marathon season of family camps came to an end, we are more deeply aware than ever that God uses family camps in a strategic, life-changing way and that we are very privileged to spend our summers serving in this form of ministry. We are blessed!

“Papa Paul” instructs the staff in the fine art of negotiating at the Farmers Market.

From Camp Berea, the staff spent Friday evening celebrating the end of the summer at a wonderful barbeque hosted by the Bilazarian family. They treated us like royalty and for those who had served faithfully and endlessly all summer, it was lovely to have the tables turned and be served so lavishly. The next morning, the Nielsen family served up a delicious brunch, complete with their own pure maple syrup. The staff felt well loved and appreciated. Paul and I spent the balance of Saturday and all day Sunday showing the California staff some of the delights of this area. The swan boats in the Public Gardens and the Freedom Trail were enjoyed by all, and after working up an appetite, we introduced them to great pizza in the North End, capped with Modern Pastry’s fresh cannolis for dessert.

California kids get their first introduction to “Make Way for Ducklings.”

Sunday we drove them to Kennebunkport, Maine, and then worked our way down the coast. It was a first for all these staff to be in New England; they were duly impressed that we were in three states in such short order.

I flew to California at the end of our day in Maine, where I was picked up by our daughter, Julie, and thus began our 9-day, 3,000 miles, 16-state road trip to move her home for the fall. We had a memory-making blast as we sped through gorgeous country enroute to Harrisonburg, Virginia, to check out daughter Lisa’s new life as a graduate assistant in Sports Science at James Madison University. Our time with her was full of getting a glimpse into her new world of friends, work, and recreation.

Lisa and Julie Friesen pose with Lisa’s “new” yard sale bike for “green” transportation in Harrisonburg, Virginia.

From there, we spent a lovely weekend with my parents and sister and brother-in-law before making the final leg to Bedford, where we’re now getting re-settled after a long and full summer.

Two days after returning, Paul and I spoke at the first ever Evangelical Armenian Couples’ Conference at the Newton Marriott. Couples from Montreal, Toronto, New Jersey, Rhode Island, California, and the greater Boston area gathered, undoubtedly with some level of apprehension regarding the unknown nature of such a venture. God was faithful and we had a wonderful time of fellowship and of learning together. We at least temporarily entertained the notion of changing our name to “Fresian” after being with these delightful people.

Paul and Dawn Amico with baby Lucy at her dedication Sunday, September 7.

Straight from the conference, we drove to Danvers to participate in the baby dedication of Lucia Ruth Amico. She is the third Amico child Paul has had the privilege of dedicating and we were so honored to join with her parents, Dawn and Paul Amico, and brother Wiley and Hadden, for this significant ceremony. The Amico children are so blessed to have parents who are so committed to raising them for Christ.

I’ve been trying to get this blog posted all week, and am determined to finish the entry today. We’ve had a houseful since Sunday night, with eight house guests coming and going. What a joy to be able to open our home! Stan and Angie White, directors of Forest Home Christian Conference Center, and their sons, Kyle and Ryan, spent several nights with us and we exchanged good natured banter with these LA Angels fans. They admitted that their two evenings at Fenway Park opened a spot in their hearts for the Red Sox. We also had two college students from San Luis Obispo (friends of a friend of our daughters!) who needed beds for a few nights on their six week road trip, and we were happy to have them. And from Tubingen, Germany, our friends Uwe and Elfriede Maier arrived for a tour of New England beginning with five nights with us. Everyone was delightful and we so enjoyed everyone’s insights and contributions to community life. Life is so much richer when meaningful exchanges are made with others.

So today we resume chasing dustballs, sorting mail, making a dent in housekeeping chores neglected for the past three months, and catching our breath. Yes, we’re tired . . . but happily so. It’s been a really, really good summer. Our praise to God!

Week One of H.I.M.-Berea Family Camp is History

The whole camp does “The Hokey Pokey.”

We blinked, and the HIM/Berea Family Camp 1 was over.

Although we felt physically spent, our hearts were at flood stage with thanksgiving for the immense ways God met us and the campers. It was a week worth waiting an entire year for.

But in all candor, it really didn’t look like it would be. The bright skies which backdropped registration as campers arrived on Saturday were overtaken by thunderstorms and rain twelve hours later, and hung around for fifty hours. That’s a lot of wetness and dreariness to start camp with, and though everyone “rolled” with it all, it definitely put a “damper” on all outdoor and lakefront activities. Add to that several accidental injuries, and I'll admit that as I went to bed Tuesday night, I wondered if we should be doing family camps in New England!

Staff member Alton Green demos the “slip 'n' slide” and is all smiles.

As the Psalmist says, “Weeping may last for the night, but joy comes in the morning.” Both joy and sunshine came Wednesday morning, significantly brightening everything. The remaining days couldn’t have been better as we experienced true community together: great teaching of the Word to the adults by Dr. David Hegg and to each peer group by phenomenal college-aged staff; inspiring times of worship led by Paul Spangler and his team; a frolicking night of family dancing at the end of the “out of camp” day; the ever-popular game show night, which was highly competitive and enjoyed by all; the favorite all-family after-hours “corn roast” by the beach on a beautiful moonlit night, which lured many into the water for the supervised night swim; and a night of worship around the campfire, followed by s’mores for all. Afternoons were filled with archery, riflery, softball, swimming, “blobbing,” boating, tubing, slip ’n’ sliding, making banners, drinking frappes, and even an occasional nap.

Paul has the privilege of baptizing Ben Franks and Taylor Tedford on the last day of Family Camp 1.

A highlight of the week was the baptism of two of our young campers. Ben Franks and Taylor Tedford both decided to make a public declaration of their intent to follow Jesus in the context of Family Camp. It was a wonderful family moment to share this meaningful rite with them.

The week culminated with the banquet Thursday night. Person after person testified of how God had met them. Several couples shared their journey from despair and near divorce to hope and a growing marriage. It was an amazing night of celebration and thanksgiving. We were SO aware of God’s mercy and grace and His movement among us.

One camper wrote: “Family Camp recharges our family for a year and helps us realign to God’s purposes for our family. We have been so blessed! The staff have served us faithfully and with hearts that show God's love, especially to our children.”

Another wrote: “This is part of what we do as a family in the summer. We strengthen our family by attending and implementing what we hear. Family Camp changes us!”

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Paul did leave Family Camp for a day to pay respects to Eliot Eames, who passed away in late July. Ninety-two-year-old Eliot and his wife Thora, along with their best friends, Claude and Forestine Cole, were two of the couples who founded Grace Chapel. Forestine passed away in early July and Paul flew from California to New England to conduct her services. We were quite shocked to receive word of Eliot's death just over two weeks later. Paul was able to give tribute to Eliot's life, which had been well spent in service to the Lord. He and Thora would have celebrated their 68th anniversary this October 12. The loss is huge for Thora, obviously. We feel so privileged to have had both the Eames and the Coles in our lives these past fourteen years. Both couples have taught us so much about faithfulness, commitment, and finishing well. Pray for both Claude Cole and Thora Eames as they grieve and adjust to life without their lifelong partners of 64 and 67 years respectively.

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Our second week of Family Camp at Camp Berea is now 24 hours old, and we’re off to a great start with lots of sunshine and moonshine. :) The camp is full of expectant families, who seemed to delight in every aspect of this first day. This is the beginning of our tenth straight week of family camping, and though we are a wee bit tired at this point, our passion for this ministry and the faithfulness of God keeps us going. It’s also immensely encouraging for us to have our daughter Julie serving with us here. She brings a ton of depth, experience, and vitality to the junior high and high school students.

The incredible program staff is all smiles for the camera.

We’re so grateful that we get to spend our summers this way. Thirty-two years and counting—we are blessed!

Family Camps from Coast to Coast

Flying to Boston from Los Angeles just over 24 hours ago, I was rather stunned to hear the flight attendant cheerily announce, “Summer’s almost over.” Over???? It was a sobering reminder that I’m long overdue on making a blog entry. :( Our summer has been full and fast, and isn’t over for us yet as we begin our last two weeks of family camp at Camp Berea in New Hampshire.

Opening night at HIM Family Camp at Camp Berea.

“If I were a butterfly . . .” is happily sung by the children.

I last wrote from Campus by the Sea during our third week of Family Camp. David Hegg, senior pastor of Northpoint Evangelical Free Church of Corona, challenged us to “live beyond ourselves” and profoundly said, “Everything either feeds our pride and starves our souls, or feeds our souls and starves our pride.” That’s worth pondering.

We always love partnering with the Heggs; David’s teaching is of the highest level and their love for people is evident as they engage and invest in them. David also made it possible for Paul to fly to New England for a 36-hour window to conduct Forestine Cole’s funeral by gladly and competently filling his role. Paul was grateful to be able to honor Forestine and Claude and was aware of God’s providence in the timing of her death, at least as it facilitated his ability to be there.

Paul returned to a “golden calf” fashioned not with jewelry but by a creative camper who tied in our summer study of the life of Moses with Paul’s absence. It was a very funny moment and a subtle affirmation of Paul’s leadership at Family Camp.

David Hegg and Paul Friesen with the “golden calf.”

Each week of family camp was full of evidence of God at work through the speakers, the staff, and the experience. We feel truly blessed to be a part of what happens at Campus by the Sea. What a joy to see the fruit of faithfulness through the generations from our now 32 years of involvement there. Our passion for this ministry runs deeper than ever.

It’s hard to sum up all that contributes to the potency of ministry at CBS. It’s a wonderful combination of the place, the people, and the staff. The setting is hard to beat: beautiful sunrises and sunsets; eagles in flight; cavorting dolphins and seals; 72-degree Pacific Ocean water; miles of spectacular hiking; no “access” road—all making it truly a set-apart place. Most of the distractions of life are non-existent at this little desert island cove, which makes it ever more valuable in every way as the pace of life speeds up and technology continues to encroach. Simplicity and tranquility frame the CBS experience, making it “a quiet place to get some rest.” (Mark 6:31)

Sunset at Campus by the Sea on Catalina Island, California

Add to the setting about a thousand campers over the six weeks, who arrived open to being met by God, and things begin to happen. The sharing at the Friday night closing banquets gave testament to the work of the Holy Spirit as camper after camper related how God had touched them. We don’t remember a summer in which more testimonies were given! Most affirmed that their marriage and family were being changed by the hand of God through the ministry of family camps at CBS. Wow! What a gift to be a part of impacting eternity for these families.

And the staff, particularly this summer, were a sheer delight to serve with. The best staff experience we’ve had in years, to be honest. And to think that in May I was panicking over this group. God so faithfully reminded me that He’s got in under control. It’s hard to describe what made this team so special, but it had a lot to do with their hearts of submission to authority and their desire to truly be discipled along with serving. Paul developed an effective six-week staff discipleship training program which was very well received. Each week, in keeping with the “set-apart” theme, he highlighted a different focus of being set apart (in living by God’s Word, faithfulness, lifestyle, theology, authority, and relationships.) He would launch the theme by preaching on it Sunday a.m. at staff worship, which would be followed Sunday night by small groups for which he developed related questions. He wrote five days of Quiet Time material consistent with the theme, and finally, on Thursday night, the family camp speaker would address the staff on the topic. It worked to unify, disciple, and teach the staff.

The summer staff will be remembered for both what they did and for what they didn’t do. They did serve above and beyond, making them quite extraordinary, and they lived respectfully within the community standards, which means they didn’t break curfew, cross opposite-sex relationship boundaries, or need to have their iPods confiscated. The summer was delightfully free of breaches in community standards, which contributed to the healthiest staff (physically, spiritually, and mentally) we’ve had in a while.

Breaking a long-held pattern of the staff leaving with the campers on the last day of Family Camp 6, we kept everyone together through Sunday noon and ended the summer well. Fun was had Saturday night as the staff entertained one another at the CBS Coffee House, and a very meaningful worship service was held Sunday morning. Paul preached briefly before opening it up for sharing, and almost two hours later, we had to close it in order to catch our boat. The staff shared from their hearts very deep and personal ways they had been changed by serving the Lord together that summer and their commitment to being difference-makers as they returned to their campuses and communities. It was a fitting end to a phenomenal summer.

CBS staff surround Lisa Friesen to pray with her before she leaves to start graduate work.

Paul and I spent the week between the end of CBS family camps and New Hampshire family camps at Forest Home in Southern California, speaking for their family camp. It was truly an honor to partner with Kent and Robin Kraning, directors of family ministries there. We had a tremendous week of ministry—both of ministering and of being ministered to. Richard Dahlstrom, senior pastor of Bethany Community Church in Seattle, Washington, was the nightly Bible teacher, and he was phenomenal. Add to that John Stothers as the worship leader, and it doesn’t get any better than that. We spoke on family each morning and loved interacting with a great group of enthusiastic adults. Julie spoke with us the last morning and was hope-giving for many weary parents of teens. It was a really great week.

And now, 24 hours into Family Camp 1 at Camp Berea, we’re off to a great start. The camp is full and the campers are expectant. And we are sure God is going to meet us all in some significant ways. I’ll let you know just how in the next entry.

Blessings from New Hampshire!

A Life Lived for the Kingdom

Claude and Forestine, flanked by John and Marilyn Nugent and Paul and me at Claude’s 90th birthday celebration in September 2007

The phone call this morning was unexpected and brought us news that saddened our hearts. Claude Cole was on the other end of the line, 3,000 miles away, and in a broken, teary voice, he let us know that his beloved Forestine had entered eternity this morning. After sixty-four years of living together in the covenant of marriage, their ways have been parted by death.

Our emotions and thoughts are all over the place as we let this news sink into our souls. Claude and Forestine have been a very big part of our lives for fourteen years now, ever since we joined the staff at Grace Chapel in 1994. As regular attenders in our Home Improvement Sunday School class, we’ll never forget how often they’d come up after class and say, “What a great message! We wish we would’ve heard this years ago.”

As we grew in our knowledge of and love for them over the years, we discovered that what set them apart from most was their commitment to continued growth in Christ-likeness. Claude and Forestine, as old and wise as they were, never believed they had “arrived” or that they knew more than anyone else. They loved learning about God, and their relationship with Him was their life. Their lives reflect the words of the Psalmist in 92:14–15: “They will still bear fruit in old age, they will stay fresh and green, proclaiming ‘The Lord is upright; he is my rock, and there is no wickedness in him.’”

The Coles were about bearing fruit. When many of the over-70 crowd were indulging themselves in the rewards of retirement, Claude and Forestine were investing themselves in Kingdom work. In 1997 we launched “The Gathering” at Grace Chapel, and they volunteered (along with their dear friends, Thora and Eliot Eames) to serve on the dinner team. Week by week, they faithfully showed up to serve: Forestine at the money till and Claude usually at the sink, washing dishes. That was only one of many ways their lives bore witness of their commitment to Christ.

But it was their dedication to one another that has touched us most deeply in these past years. With Forestine’s descent into the murky world of Alzheimer's, Claude has demonstrated steadfast commitment and service to his beloved. For a number of years now, he has managed life for both of them: cooking, cleaning, driving, etc. From time to time, Forestine would leave for a week or so to be cared for by one of their daughters. In a visit with him during one of her absences, Paul said, “I’ll bet it’s a relief to not have Forestine here this week, Claude. You get a much needed break.”

“Oh NO, Paul: I miss her SO much. I wish she were here,” Claude responded.

Claude and Forestine’s love for Jesus and love for each other have changed us. Their lives of faithfulness to Him and to each other have inspired us. We have lost something rarely seen in these times with Forestine’s death, but the impact of their lives together will be immortal because they invested themselves in that which will outlast their physical lives. “Oh joy!” as Forestine would say.

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Paul Friesen will be returning to New England to officiate at Forestine’s funeral, which is this Friday, July 11, 11:00 am, Grace Chapel, Lexington, Massachusetts. Viewing hours are Thursday evening from 7-9:30 pm at the Douglass Funeral Home next door to Grace Chapel.

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Family campers sing “We are somebody” during worship.

From the rocky shores of Campus by the Sea, and as Family Camp 3 begins, we send our love and greetings. Two full weeks of Family Camp are now history and the third camp is off to a great start. God is meeting us in such obvious ways.

I’ll confess that I had great concerns throughout the spring as we hired our staff team. Though very impressed with the caliber of applicants we received, most of them were young and would be rookies as staff (though the majority were veteran family campers.) We were especially concerned about lacking “ballast” staffers: those with experience, maturity, and leadership. We prayed, we recruited, we even lost a little sleep—and still, a month prior to the start of orientation, we were deficient.

As I reflect now on how I felt then, and how I feel now as we are experiencing an unusually mature, dedicated, here-for-the-right reasons staff team, I’m a bit embarrassed that I was so uptight . . . and probably untrusting that God would meet our needs. He has provided for us in some amazing ways. In the ninth hour, Paul and Stefanie Spangler (recruited by Kari and Gabe) agreed to come to lead worship, work with the high school program, and serve as RA’s in the staff housing. They’ve been such a gift, filling these critical needs incredibly well. Our daughter Lisa is coordinating the junior and senior high team and program and she’s golden as she brings years of experience to the table. Elsa Stanley is running our elementary program and is doing a wonderful job. The “young, rookie” staff has far exceeded our expectations and we are more than thankful. God is so good!!

CBS staff hike the shoreline into Avalon, enjoying the challenge and the exercise afforded by this team-building event.

We’re privileged to be here, serving in this set-apart place, experiencing God and seeing Him work in real ways. Though our days are people-intensive and full, it’s therapeutic in itself to experience the simple delights of being in this beautiful, car-less, “unplugged”, remote place. We’re loving building into families and marriages in this unique setting, where God manages to get a hold of hearts and minds in uncommon ways.