I brought roasted pumpkin to work this morning.
My first taste of Thai pumpkin was last year in a tippy-top mountain village of the Karen Hilltribe. The Karen grow pumpkins and sell them as their main source of income.
Now, pumpkin in Thailand looks nothing like pumpkin in America. It’s green and warty. To describe it nicely, it looks gross.
So when our hilltribe host offered me a slice with a sprinkle of sugar on top, I wanted to wrinkle my nose and run away screaming, but the rule of thumb when visiting people on any outreach is, “If they offer it to you, eat it.”
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In 2008, I was called into full-time missions service after hearing the words, "There is no greater calling than ministering for the Lord."
I am a servant. I am a minister. I am a child of God.
I am also a single mom. Divorced three times. Saved by the grace of God. I am learning to be transparent. It's hard and easy all at the same time.
I believe all people deserve love and a chance - many chances, like the ones I got.
I believe everyone is capable to advance the Gospel, ensure justice, and deliver mercy; they just need to be given the tools to do so.
My daughters and I serve in Thailand, where God called us to be.
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I brought roasted pumpkin to work this morning.
