In college, the girls in my dorm referred to Colby as the "guy who has already written a song for the girl he is going to marry." You can imagine how this rumor affected the myriad of single college girls who were desperate for a rock on their finger before graduation. Although I was determined to be the non-conformist and not succumb to marriage, I can remember hearing about this song from my roommate and thinking to myself, "Whoever gets to marry him is the luckiest girl in the world." On Read More
Insecurity
We don't know where we will be living one month from today. Please pray for our VISAs to come before this week is over. Read More
Great Joy
Refiner’s Fire
Bill Jessup called me yesterday. I knew right away that something wasn't right. I have been with him on more than a few occasions of talking about difficult news. Do you have a few minutes... I need to talk to you about something. I don't know any other way to say this... It is amazing how many things you can feel and think in the split second between a sentence like this and the next one. I thought, surely I have negligently caused someone's death. No, maybe somebody I love has died. Lord, have Read More
We got out of Reykjavik…
We just got back from a weekend retreat in the countryside with a local fellowship here. This was the first time in 7 weeks that we were able to leave the city! It was a good break. Colby spoke for two sessions , we went swimming in the rain, we were exposed to our first Icelandic dance party (I wish I had brought the camcorder!), and the kids made a new friend--Ying Ping from Hong Kong. I wonder if they will ever learn ICELANDIC. Read More
approval addict
Today in language school, I was called on to read some sentences to practice pronunciation. Whenever this happens, I feel hot liquid run through my veins, down past my knees. I took a deep breathe, and with confidence began reading. After I struggled through the last line, "kaffið er kalt og vont" (the coffee is cold and bad), the teacher began to shake his head and commented, "það hljomar ekki vel." My heart began to beat fast as I sensed I had not done something well (ekki=not, vel=well). Read More
The Little Girl Who Cried Wolf
Last night, some friends here in Iceland invited us to go out to dinner. This was a pretty exciting event since we had't gone out at all yet. We immediately began coaching the kids on good restaurant etiquette. Anticipation was high and the kids both got dressed up, picked out necklaces and bracelets for the big event. When we arrived and walked into the serene, candle-lit restaurant, immediately Colby and looked at each other and said at the same time, "Oh no...Were we supposed to get a Read More
Hvað er þetta?
Þetta er tengdamamma. (This is a staple remover...) Today, both of my language teachers explained to us that Icelanders call a staple remover and a mother-in-law by the same name. The word "tengdamamma" is literally the word for mother-in-law, but the likeness that many mother-in-laws bear to the sharp teeth of a staple remover has resulted in the name being given to this otherwise harmless tool. Below is what many Icelanders apparently call a "tengdamammahús". I'll let you figure that one Read More
Humility
A humble Christian studies his own infirmities and another's excellences and that makes him put a higher value upon others than himself. Thomas Watson (from A Godly Man´s Picture) Read More
Patterns of Reykjavik
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