My parents are interesting people. Full of life and life experiences. Enough to write a book about… If only we’d get around to it. I am in awe of what they have done in their lifetime and look forward to what the Lord will do through them in the future. Even if that seems grim and cloudy at the moment.
Mom loves children and has reached out to thousands of Chinese “children” in the last nine years that they have spent teaching English in China. The last thing she did before she left China this last term was to share her testimony, in class, to her 1200 students. Then she asked them if they knew whether they were going to Heaven or Hell and how could they be certain. The students discussed this amongst themselves and then she went to each student and asked if they were certain. They all answered with a variation on “I hope so” and she gave them each an opportunity to “ask Jesus into their hearts” so they could be certain.
These students send emails and photos and wedding invitations. They cry and beg Mom and Dad to return. They pour out love and a longing to see them again.
We marvel. After all, she’s just my mom…
While everyone was appalled at the plight of believers behind the Iron Curtain during the 80’s, my dad went to Moscow, took a Russian language course at the University and proceeded to ride the Blue line to the Red line to the Orange line until it ended. Then he walked a ways and waited under just the right street lamp so he could meet Dmitri.
Then he went to a quiet little house meeting and gave hundreds of dollars to support them. And continued to do so for 15 years after.
In ’92, we went with him and saw these precious people and we marveled at how much they loved him.
I mean, he’s just my dad.
They have traveled all over the world and have been on nearly every continent. They have smuggled Bibles into Communist countries, started churches in Europe and on Indian Reservations. They have fostered children, raised their own and ministered to countless others.
Now Mom’s fragile and has been working with a disability for 16 years. She’s got a gi-normous back brace on and can’t stand without a great deal of pain and assistance. Her garden will have to wait for her this year.
He isn’t always sure what day it is or who he’s with.
Pray for us, they are just our parents.
We weren’t ready for this.