My friends, the Missionaries

I am very proud to say that I have some friends that are missionaries.  It's not anything that I did, it's what they did.  And since they are nice Christian folks, they let me be their friend.

One family, the Holmans, have 11 children and are now living in Bolivia. They are an incredible family.  They are serving the Lord with great joy and excitement. They are so adorable, and they make living in a 3rd world country look like Disney World.You can read more about the Holmans in Bolivia on Denise's blog.

And then there are a couple of other families one in Switzerland and another in an unknown country.  Unknown because it is not safe for them.  I have known both of these girls most of their lives.  Jeff and I taught their Sunday School class when they were in high school.  Now they are all grown up and serving as Missionaries in far away places. 

What prompted me to write this post?  The sweet family that is serving in a foreign land that I do not even know the name of and I cannot even list their names here because it is unsafe, well, they are missing home and Mexican food.  Yep, fajita seasoning, goldfish crackers, and hot cocoa.  I am packing and sending a care package. 

And as I get this little box of goodies together to send to a 3rd party who will send it on it's way.  I am so incredibly touched by my friends sacrifices.  How they have given up their homes, their friends and families, and their country to serve our God.  Words cannot express my gratitude and heartfelt admiration for them.  I am also thinking about Haiti and her people and the missionaries serving there. 

I pray that my dear friends will be steadfast, immovable, always abounding in the work of the Lord, knowing that his/her labor is not in vain.
1 Corinthians 15:58     (emphasis & personalization, mine)