Kuş14 – Photo Journal 4 (Food)

One of questions that we're most frequently asked in the States is: “What do you eat when you travel?” Over the course of this trip, we've taken quite a few photos of food. So, we thought for this edition of the Kuş14 Photo Journal it would be fun to talk about food.

Since (on this trip) we have our own kitchen, we don't eat out very often. This means that every Tuesday we head to the local street market (Salı Pazar) and stock up on fresh fruits and vegetables. We average 16.4 kilos (36.1 pounds) of fruits and vegetables each week at a cost of about $14.50!

Our Kitchen

Our Kitchen

A typical Salı Pazar haul

A typical Salı Pazar haul

All these fruits and vegetables are supplemented by a steady supply of rice, lentils (green and red), olives (Michael and the kids have eaten over 7 kilos (15 pounds) worth), and bread.

Kırmızı Mercimek

Kırmızı Mercim

Steph has learned to make all our favorite Turkish dishes: Mercımek Çorba (Red Lentil Soup), Gözleme (thin flat bread (Lavaş) stuffed with potatoes and cheese and grilled), İmam Bayıldı (“Fainting” Imam — eggplant covered with tomato), Ezo Gelin (a red lentil soup with bulgur and mint), Fakes (a Greek green lentil soup), Kuru Fasulye (white beans boiled in a tomato base and served over rice), and Pilav (rice cooked with small pasta).

İmam Bayıldı

İmam Bayıldı

Every meal that we eat at home is served with a side of red pepper, tomato, and cucumber. Caleb would eat his weight in tomato and cucumber if we'd let him, and Emily loves the peppers.

Side dish

Side dish

We've also discovered an unique fruit called Dağ Çilek. The literal translation is Mountain Strawberry. They taste a bit like a super soft peach, but have a spiky texture that pokes your mouth as you eat them.

Dağ Çilek

Dağ Çilek

We eat out on most Sunday's. There is a great restaurant near the hotel where the church meets called Saray (pronounced Suh-rye and means Palace). They have great Pide (think boat shaped pizza without red sauce), and Adana Kebap (lamb). They also serve a great Turkish dessert called Künefe. It's cheese rolled in wheat and then baked and covered with honey water and ground pistachio.



Finally, Caleb discovered the Köfte Ekmek. Köfte is a flattened and grilled meatball that is one of my favorite dishes in Turkey.

Caleb and his Köfte

Caleb and his Köfte



#Advent14 — God, Do It Again!

A reading from the Psalms.

It seemed like a dream, too good to be true, when God returned Zion’s exiles. We laughed, we sang, we couldn’t believe our good fortune. We were the talk of the nations—”God was wonderful to them!” God was wonderful to us; we are one happy people.

And now, God, do it again—bring rains to our drought-stricken lives. So those who planted their crops in despair will shout hurrahs at the harvest, so those who went off with heavy hearts will come home laughing, with armloads of blessing.

Psalm 126 (MSG)

This is the Word of the Lord.

Exiles. Those for whom home is not where they are, but a place they most desperately want to be. Somewhere between the place of their dreams and the place of their hopes.

Not quite here.

Not quite there.

As someone who has never been forcibly removed from my home, I can’t even begin to imagine the indescribable joy that must come from returning to a place that once seemed so far away. Trapped in a foreign land. Trapped under rules and regulations that make you only slightly more free than a prisoner.

When we pull in the driveway of our home in Edmond after a few months overseas, my heart skips a beat or two. My own bed. The familiarity of smells and sights and sounds. The view of pasture and neighbors–not too close–press into my eyes.

Even more sweet than that, is that first service when we are back home at Acts 2 UMC. The worship band sounds better than they ever have. The message refreshes and brings deep wells of life. And, communion–the family dinner–is the most precious moment of all.

Until last week, that was the closest that I could come to imagining the joy of the exiles returning home. And, then, I met a pregnant lady living in the basement of a church. She, and her family, are Christian refugees from the conflict in Iraq. She has a six-year old and a three-year old. She pointed to her six-year old daughter and said through the translator, “When I was pregnant with her, I had to flee my home because of war.” Then she pointed at the three-year-old son and said, “When I was pregnant with him, I had to flee my home because of war.” Then she smiled and said, “Now, I’m pregnant again. And, fleeing again.” As I fought back tears, I hugged the daughter and kissed the son on the forehead.

And then she said the most unexpected thing, “I’ve never known joy until I came here to this church. I am home.”

As I read today’s scripture, I kept thinking about this precious lady and her beautiful children. I thought about her statement. While I know that she’ sound a place of safety and peace in the midst of the conflict, I also know that she is stuck somewhere between the dream of home and reality of home. And, I wondered how much joy would be in this woman’s heart and in her family when she really does return home.

And, so we pray, for this family and the millions of other refugees around the globe. These modern day exiles. We pray that they will return home. That they will no longer be trapped between the now and the not yet. We pray for peace–not the absent of conflict–but the presence of Emmanuel–God with us.

Even in midst of the conflict, we pray that more and more of these exiles will be able to say like this dear lady, “I feel like I am home.”

Our prayer for them all resounds, “God, do it again!”


Kuş14 – Photo Journal 2

Well, it's been a couple of weeks since our last photo journal. We've explored more of our city. We've walked an average of 1.8 miles each day (with some days as much as 5 miles). We've ridden in dolmuş (a public transportation method) and autos–some even driven by me.

As we work our way through our days and through our city, we find ourselves looking for places where we can see the Kingdom of a God already present in the culture as well as the landscape. So, many places we look and see evidence that imbedded within the DNA of everyone–even those who don't yet walk out life in the Kingdom–is parts of the Kingdom. All mankind is created in the image (mirrors of His character and nature) of God.

So, here are some of the images we've captured in the past couple of weeks. Let them spark you in prayer and celebration of the beauty of God's creation. Join us in prayer as we seek to live out our lives incarnationally.

This is the Mosque at the top of the hill about two blocks from our Villa. Five times each day, we hear the Call to Prayer from this minaret. While it is intended to call our Muslim neighbors to prayer, it reminds us to pray for them.

When we packed for this trip, we forgot to pack Hot Wheels cars for Caleb. Fortunately, his friend here loaned him a few.

Sometimes, you just need a touch of home. I'm grateful for the ability to stream a little Arkansas Razorback football to Turkey.

The majority of the food that we eat comes from the local Pazar (weekly street market). While walking through the Pazar it is not unusual to see the merchants cutting fresh fruit and offering it to you as you walk by. The other day as we walked through I was struck with the thought that the Kingdom of God is like the merchant in the Pazar who sells you 1.1 kilograms of fruit for the price of 1 kilogram.

The sunsets here on the Aegean Coast never cease to amaze me. The Psalmist writes (and Eugene Peterson interprets), “That's how God's Word vaults across the skies from sunrise to sunset, melting ice, scorching deserts, warming hearts to faith.” (Psalm 19:6, The Message)

One day last week, I went out for coffee with a friend here in Kuşadası. What a blessing it was to sit for a couple of hours with him and hear the dreams that God has placed within him. Our view from the table on the deck at Starbucks was a phenomenal view of the island in the harbor.

Finally, yesterday evening we were at our friends house here watching their kids as they went out of town to celebrate their 19th wedding anniversary. As I walked out of their Sitesi (housing complex) to run to the store, I snapped this photo of their common area. What a beautiful reminder that God in His creativity loves us so much that He provided such detail and color for us to be inspired–and reminded of His faithfulness–by.



Kuş14 – Photo Journal 1

On Sunday, 13 October, we flew out of Oklahoma City headed for Kuşadası. We had an hour-and-a-half delay in Oklahoma City due to the recent Air Traffic Control issues in Chicago. This basically ate up our entire layover in Chicago. So, we ran like we were being chased by bulls through O'Hare and made it to our connecting flight to Munich in the nick-of-time. We arrived in İzmir about 21 hours after leaving Oklahoma City unscathed and with all our luggage. Both of which were nothing less than miracles.

We spent the past few days getting used to our new neighborhood and establishing a new normal. We have a fantastic Villa about a 3 minute walk from the water in an area of town called Kandılar Denizi.

We've explored our neighborhood both on foot and on the Dolmuş (which is a form of public transportation). One day, Emily and I rode the Dolmuş that stops outside of our Villa. Our goal was to ride it throughout it's entire route making notes as to where it stopped and how far (timewise) that was from our Villa. We got kicked off twice–once at the end of the line and the second time because the guy didn't understand what we were trying to accomplish.

We attended church on Sunday at New Covenant (the church that is Pastored by the family which we are here to serve). Had a great time there. Afterwards, we walked through the neighborhood where we stayed when we were in this city 2 years ago, and ate lunch at a great place called Saray (same menu as they had when we ate there back then).

We ended our Sunday with a walk along the Kandılar Denizi. It was about 70° with a breeze coming off the sea. But, there was a remarkable sunset.



Be careful!

As I’ve laid awake jet-lagged at 4:00am for the last two hours tonight, I’ve been reflecting on how much I was told to be careful as I left the comforts of America for Turkey (which, by the way, holds its own but different sets of comfort for us). “Be careful.” What does that even mean? The two words are care and full. What does a life full of care look like?

My favorite book says to love your neighbor (cross-cultural context) as yourself. My Big Brother has told me that our Dad has such a close eye on us that he even knows how many hairs are on our heads. In fact, Dad is so watchful of all things, He even knows when a sparrow, which is sold at a rate of five for $0.02, falls. Because my Dad loves, values, and cares for me so much, I don’t have to worry about myself. Dad would much rather me have my eyes on Him—seeing what He’s seeing, doing what He’s doing, saying what He’s saying—than worrying about what I’m going to eat, drink, or wear. He’s going to feed, water, and dress me. He actually loves doing that kind of stuff so much so that He makes sure all the flowers in the field are dressed with the most beautiful petals and leaves too. That’s just who He is.

So knowing all this, I really don’t need to be full of care for myself. However, I still agree with those who tell me to be careful if that means living a life full of care. My Book is teaching me to use my food to give the hungry a meal, to use my water to give the thirsty a drink, to use my home to invite in the stranger, to use my clothes to dress the naked, to use my time to care for the sick and to visit the imprisoned. This seems to be the right and appropriate focus of care.

So yes, I will try to be careful. It’s a more difficult road to take, a more narrow road, but it’s the road I want to travel on. The easy way out would be to live care-free, not caring about the poor, the brokenhearted, the captives, and the prisoners. That’s the easy way out because I can be care-free in my own strength. It doesn’t take work. I hate to admit it, but the easy way out comes pretty naturally for me.

But I can’t bring good news to the poor and healing to the broken and freedom for the captives and light for the prisoners living in darkness in my own strength. To live that way, I need to remain in Jesus with Jesus remaining in me. I need to live with His anointing and His spirit on me. And that’s possible because of how much He loves me, and how much He loves all those He has sent me to love and care for with His grace, His compassion, and His love.

Dreaming and imagining with God tonight of living life carefully!


#Lent14 — Learning to Like the Wait

As we have done in previous Lent and Advent seasons, we are again blogging our way through the Lenten Lectionary Texts.  In this season, our prayer is that we will bless and inspire you in your walk between the Now and Not-Yet of the Kingdom.  We pray that our meditations will be life-giving to you in your journey.

A reading from the Psalms.

Out of the depths I cry to you, LORD; Lord, hear my voice.  Let your ears be attentive to my cry for mercy.

If you, LORD, kept a record of sins, Lord, who could stand?  But with you there is forgiveness, so that we can, with reverence, serve you.

I wait for the LORD, my who being waits, and in his word I put my hope.  I wait for the LORD more than watchmen wait for the morning, more than watchmen wait for the morning.

Israel, put your hope in the LORD, for with the LORD is unfailing love and with him is full redemption.  He himself will redeem Israel form all their sins.

Psalm 130 (NIV)

This is the Word of The Lord.

As the wheels of the 737 in which we were riding touched the ground in Guatemala, my wife began to hum a melody that I’d never heard before.  As we deplaned, she told me that she had just written a song based on today’s scripture text.  Little did she know that in the village where we would be drilling a well with Living Water and a team from Acts 2 United Methodist Church just a day-and-a-half later, villagers had been praying and fasting for three years for clean water.

Waiting.  More than watchmen wait for the morning.

We learned a lot about waiting while we were in Guatemala.  Listening to the stories of how for three years they prayed that a team would come and drill a well for them.  Watching the joy on the faces of the villagers as they worked alongside the “Gringos” who had come to help them.

Like watchmen wait for the morning, these villagers waited for help.  They waited for “God’s sunrise to break in among” them (Luke 1:78).

Waiting is a tough place in which to be.  It’s that place between a promise and fulfillment.  It’s that place that lies somewhere in between.  It’s a place where God asks us to keep trusting Him.    But, that’s hard.

It’s in the waiting that long to be doing.  I don’t want to wait.  I don’t want to be like those villagers in Guatemala.  Stuck in a seemingly never ending cycle without resolution.

These past few months have been season of waiting for us.  I spend the first part of this season resting.  Something that we needed.  We went to doctor’s appointments and dentist appointments.  We walked through some health issues.

But, then, the waiting became frustrating.  We weren’t doing.  And, I hated it.  I didn’t want to be not doing.  Then, I learned something about waiting.  I learned that it doesn’t mean that God has “benched” you.  I learned that it didn’t mean God was upset with the way you were doing things.  I learned that it simply meant that God had something better for me.

I learned that the something better that He had was learning to trust Him in the waiting.  God wants us to trust Him in the doing, but also in the not doing.

Most importantly, I learned that in the season of not-waiting life wasn’t about doing.  Rather, life—in both the waiting and the not waiting—was about BEING.  It is all about being with God in the in-between.

And, so, if nothing else in the season of waiting which we have been in, I’ve learned the beauty of waiting.  I’ve learned how to stop doing and start being.  I’ve learned how rest and refreshing comes in those seasons.  I’ve learned to embrace the wait.  I’ve learned that I can’t survive the seasons of sowing or harvesting without the seasons of waiting to sow or waiting to harvest.

Most importantly, I’ve learned that I can trust even in the waiting.

This is what an answered prayer looks like.

This is what an answered prayer looks like.

#Lent14 — 3 Years Ago

As we have done in previous Lent and Advent seasons, we are again blogging our way through the Lenten Lectionary Texts. In this season, our prayer is that we will bless and inspire you in your walk between the Now and Not-Yet of the Kingdom. We pray that our meditations will be life-giving to you in your journey.

A reading from the Prophet Ezekiel.

The hand of the LORD was upon me, and he brought me out in the Spirit of the LORD and set me down in the middle of the valley; it was full of bones. And he led me around among them, and behold, there were very many on the surface of the valley, and behold, they were very dry. And he said to me, “Son of man, can these bones live?” And I answered, “O LORD GOD, you know.” Then he said to me, “Prophesy over these bones, and say to them, O dry bones, hear the word of the LORD. Thus says the Lord GOD to these bones: Behold, I will cause breath to enter you, and you shall live. And I will lay sinews upon you, and will cause flesh to come upon you, and cover you with skin, and put breath in you, and you shall live, and you shall know that I am the LORD.”

So I prophesied as I was commanded. And as I prophesied, there was a sound, and behold, a rattling, and the bones came together, bone to its bone. And I looked, and behold, there were sinews on them, and flesh had come upon them, and skin had covered them. But there was no breath in them. Then he said to me, “Prophesy to the breath; prophesy, son of man, and say to the breath, Thus says the LORD GOD: Come from the four winds, O breath, and breathe on these slain, that they may live.” So I prophesied as he commanded me, and the breath came into them, and they vied and stood on their feet an exceedingly great army.

Ezekiel 37:1-10 (ESV)

This is the Word of The Lord.

A few years ago, we were given a book called Red Moon Rising by Pete Greig (@petegreig). This book chronicles the journey that Pete and his friends embarked on about 12 years ago to learn how to pray. For us, as for many many others, this book proved to be a turning point in our prayer life. A part of the story that Pete tells talks about today’s text. The Valley of Dry Bones. From this story, the slogan “UC BONES IC AN ARMY” emerged with then 24-7 Prayer community.

For us, as it has been for many others, Red Moon Rising was transformative in our view of prayer and in how we prayed. We began to pray more boldly and more simply. Our prayers shifted from asking God to bless what we were doing and toward asking God to show us where we could join in His working.

On a practical level, Red Moon Rising was a catalyst to launching us into a season of 24/7 prayer with the church (Asbury United Methodist in Little Rock, Arkansas) in which we were serving at the time. From Ash Wednesday through Easter Sunday of 2011, a group of congregants signed up for hours throughout the day and night to sit in a travel trailer (aka The Trailernacle) in the parking lot and pray.

It was in that Trailernacle that God began to speak to us about the road that laid ahead. It was in that little trailer that He began to beckon us to walk with Him down the Ancient Path.

A strange, yet profound, phrase was the beginning of that walk for us. It was late one night, and as I stood in front of the map of the world and prayed, I heard in my spirit, “Keep your suitcase packed.”

It was in that prayer room that I challenged God to help us pay off $18,000 in student loans. By Easter Sunday, they were paid in full.

It was in that room that we began to pray, “Show us where You are already at work, and let us join in.”

And, He did.

Three years later, we’re in Edmond, Oklahoma. We’ve spent five months in Central Asia since then. We’ve spent a week in Guatemala. We’ve spent two weeks in Mexico. We’ve travelled tens of thousands of miles around the US. We’re about to travel a few more thousand miles around the southwest. We’re scheduled to go to Estonia and Belize this year. And, we’re planning for an 18-month tour of the 10/40 Window.

Since we walked out of the Trailernacle in the wee hours of Easter Sunday morning three years ago, we’ve met friends all over the world. Friends working in some of the darkest of dark lands. Friends who have given up everything to follow after Jesus. Friends who have said, “Yes, I’ll walk the Ancient Path with you.”

And, so, here in Edmond we sit. Amazed at the faithfulness and goodness of God over the last three years. Knowing that it’s merely the beginning of a long journey. A journey that will take to only places that God knows.

I challenge you. Shift the way you pray. Stop praying for God to bless your plans or your work. Start praying for Him to show you where He’s already at work, and asking Him how you can join in.

The "Trailernacle"

The 'Trailernacle'


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#Lent14 — Let’s Get Creative

As we have done in previous Lent and Advent seasons, we are again blogging our way through the Lenten Lectionary Texts. In this season, our prayer is that we will bless and inspire you in your walk between the Now and Not-Yet of the Kingdom. We pray that our meditations will be life-giving to you in your journey.

A reading from First Samuel.

Now the LORD said to Samuel, “You have mourned long enough for Saul. I have rejected him as king of Israel, so fill your flask with olive oil and go to Bethlehem. Find a man named Jesse who lives there, for I have selected one of his sons to be my king.”But Samuel asked, “How can I do that? If Saul hears about it, he will kill me.”“Take a heifer with you,” the LORD replied, “and say that you have come to make a sacrifice to the LORD. Invite Jesse to the sacrifice, and I will show you which of his sons to anoint for me.”So Samuel did as the LORD instructed. When he arrived at Bethlehem, the elders of the town came trembling to meet him. “What’s wrong?” they asked. “Do you come in peace?”“Yes,” Samuel replied. “I have come to sacrifice to the LORD. Purify yourselves and come with me to the sacrifice.” Then Samuel performed the purification rite for Jesse and his sons and invited them to the sacrifice, too.When they arrived, “Samuel took one look at Eliab and thought, “Surely this is the LORD’s anointed!”In the same way all seven of Jesse’s sons were presented to Samuel. But Samuel said to Jesse, “The LORD has not chosen any of these.” Then Samuel asked, “Are these all the sons you have?”“There is still the youngest,” Jesse replied. “But he’s out int he fields watching the sheep and the goats.”“Send for him at once,” Samuel said. “We will not sit down to eat until he arrives.”So Jesse sent for him. He was dark and handsome, with beautiful eyes.And the LORD said, “This is the one; anoint him.”– 1 Samuel 16:1-6, 10-12 (NLT)

This is the Word of The Lord.

Last week, we introduced you to the 10/40 Window. That swath of the world that sits between 10° and 40° north of the Equator and spans from the east coast of Japan to the west coast of Africa. It’s the part of the world that is home to every major monotheistic religion. 85% of the poorest of the world’s poor live there as well.

It is also home to 47 out of 50 of the nations on the 2014 World Watchlist. These are the nations where the persecution of Christians is the highest. They are also the nations where it is the most difficult to be a missionary. These are countries with no religious VISAs. You can’t go in and say, “Hello, I’m here to be a missionary.”

Yet, God calls us to go to ALL THE WORLD. Even the hard part. Even the dangerous part. Even the part that is controlled by powers hostile to Christianity. God calls us to the WHOLE WORLD.

For many years in missions circles these nations were referred to as “closed nations.” Yet, God, in His wisdom and grace, has given those whom He has called to these nations “creative” ways to go. Therefore, we now call these places “creative access nations.”

In our Scripture passage, Samuel is given a pretty frightening call. He’s told to go to a city called Bethlehem and find a new king. This is problematic for Samuel. He’s already anointed a king. His name is Saul and he’s still living and reigning. To go and anoint a new king at this time is tantamount to treason.

Samuel points this out to God.

Notice God’s response. It wasn’t to change the mission. Samuel was still to go and anoint a new king. Rather, God gave Samuel a creative way to go to Bethlehem and accomplish the mission.

Creative access.

God uses this same technique today. Every nation on the planet has specific needs that can be met by God’s people. When God calls a worker to a nation, He will give a means to go. He will give creative dreams, plans, visions, and ideas to get into (and stay in) that particular nation. Some examples of the creative means of going are: tourism, photography, business, teaching English as a second language, and attending university.

Workers in creative access nations don’t merely use these means as “cover” for the real work. These means are the real work. During the course of their work, they encounter people who are hungry to know about Jesus. They live out their lives as Ambassadors of the Kingdom, and in their faithful representation of the Kingdom they bring light into the darkness. They proclaim the beauty of Jesus in the messiness of the world around them.

They proclaim that a new King is coming. Just as Samuel was sent to Bethlehem to proclaim. These workers go to where they aren’t wanted. They go to where danger exists. Yet, the do so because they’ve captured the heart of God for those nations.

For our family, the workers in these nations have captured our hearts and minds. God has called us to come alongside them to bring them life and hope and rest. He has also called us to make the church aware of the work that they do in these nations. He calls us to share with the church what He is doing around the globe—even in those places least reached by the gospel.

Would you consider partnering with us in this call? Here’s a couple of ideas of how you can do so:

Pray for us.

There is no way we could do the work that God has called us to do without your prayers. If you’d like to receive a prayer card to remind you to pray for us, email us at prayer@ledbytheword.com with your name and address and we’ll send one over.

Support us financially.

The work we do is expensive. We are currently booking travel for the Summer of 2014 that will take us points within the US, Central America and Northern Europe (budgeted at $6,000). If you would like to help us met this need, then click here to be taken to Get The Word Out! (they handle all our financial stuff) donation page. Be sure to select “Michael and Stephanie” from the drop-down. Or, you can mail a check or money order made out to GET THE WORD OUT! (due to IRS regulations, we ask that you include a note in the envelope designating the funds for Led By The Word or Michael and Stephanie) and mail it to:

Get The Word Out!PMB 3211610 Pace Street, Unit 900Longmont, CO 80501

Invite us to speak.

We love to talk about our friends around the world. We love to share what God is doing around the world. We would love to come and visit with you, your church, school, small group, camp, training school or conference. We love to talk about missions, prayer, Islam and worldview. Reach out to us at admin@ledbytheword.com and let’s schedule a time!

Caleb on the way to Central Asia

Caleb on the way to Central Asia


Bible Gateway Bloggers Grid

We are excited to introduce to you today to Bible Gateway Bloggers Grid.

Bible Gateway Bloggers Grid is a network of blogs from around the world that are focused on matters related to the Bible.  It is a collection of blogs that reflect serious desire to share about the Word of God and provide resources for discipleship of their readers.

For us, this means that we are connected to the foremost online Bible resource–Bible Gateway.  With its myriad of translations and paraphrases, Bible Gateway provides its users with access to God’s Word in a variety of ways.  Additionally, Bible Gateway offers a number of additional resources that help the user to study, meditate, listen to, and examine the Bible.

We are thrilled to be able to say that we are a part of Bible Gateway Bloggers Grid.  You’ll notice that our blogs now contain direct links to the passages mentioned on Bible Gateway, and that our Tweets are hash tagged with #BGBG2.

Finally, we encourage you to download Bible Gateway App for access to Bible Gateway on your mobile phone or tablet.

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#Lent14 — 10/40

As we have done in previous Lent and Advent seasons, we are again blogging our way through the Lenten Lectionary Texts.  In this season, our prayer is that we will bless and inspire you in your walk between the Now and Not-Yet of the Kingdom.  We pray that our meditations will be life-giving to you in your journey.

A reading from the Gospel According to John.

Jesus said:

My food is to do what God wants!  He is the one who sent me, and I must finish the work that he gave me to do.  You may say that there are still four months until harvest time.  But I tell you to look, and you will see that the fields are ripe and ready to harvest.

John 4:34-35 (CEV)

This is the Word of The Lord.

Today, I want to introduce you to a part of the world we love.  It’s the part of the world that has captured our imagination and dreams.  It’s a part of the world that we know is heavy on God’s heart, and, unfortunately, is not always so heavy on the hearts of His followers.  It’s the part of the world that we call the 10/40 Window.

Instead of adding more words to those that have already been written about this part of the world, we thought we’d share with you a couple of videos and urge you to allow them to spark your prayers for this part of the world.

First, a video shared by our friends at Within Reach Global:

Second, a video from our fiends at Rise Campaign:

Finally, our own video from the time we spent in Azerbaijan last year:

Our prayer is that these videos have given you a larger view of the 10/40 Window and the unreached peoples of the world.  That they have sparked your prayers.

If you would like to help us reach this amazing part of the world, then we’d love to have you partner with us.  You can visit our PARTNER WITH US page, or click HERE to be taken to Get The Word Out! which handles our financial support.

10/40 Window (Photo from Apple Maps)

10/40 Window (Photo from Apple Maps)