My son-in-law’s, brother, and wife, left everthing to start a home from scratch, in Kenya, Africa for abandoned and abused children. They now have well over 200. This is the first year that an actual house was built for them to live in. For over 14 yrs they have lived in one room.
Today she posted this. “People often ask me if Kenya is now home to me. This little story explains it well.”
“There once was a man from the land of yellow.
Everything around him was yellow—
the trees, the houses, even the food.
And so was he.
One day, God whispered to his heart:
“Go to the land of blue. Tell them about Me.”
So he packed up his life and left.
But when he arrived in the land of blue,
everything was different.
He looked different.
He sounded different.
He felt out of place.
Still, he stayed.
Not to fit in—
but to reach the people for Jesus.
So he began to change.
He learned their ways.
He spoke their language.
He walked their streets and sat at their tables.
But something strange happened.
He was no longer fully yellow.
And never truly blue.
He had become something else.
Something in-between.
Green.
This is the missionary secret:
Missionaries become green.
And there’s no going back.
They no longer have a clear “home.”
They carry two cultures in one heart.
Always missing someone. Somewhere.
Pray for the green ones.
Those who gave up a place called home,
so others could find theirs in Christ.
#TheMissionarySecret
#TheyHaveNoHome
#TheRopeMission”
Is this the way you feel also? It takes special people to give up everything to help others.
Yes, and no. I feel very much at home here in Papua. I feel very much at home in Alabama. When I arrive here after being away, I’m greeted by more national friends than I do the ex-pats. When I arrive home in Alabama, I am greeted by family and friends I have known since elementary school.
great story