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I believe there is so much to be said about living life in a community. To truly be known and seen by others. Not just what you do but who you are at the core. 

I have been raising my family on the mission field in Ghana, West Africa along with my husband, Johnbull, for the past 11 years.

We didn't start our mission experience the traditional way. No sending church or organization. We saw a need and we heard the call to "GO" and help and we did just that. 

I have had a longing in my heart for a place of encouragement for missionaries who need to find a place of community. A place of rest. A place where they are known and seen. 

I was reading Matthew 9-10  in the Message Bible and these passages grabbed my attention: 

Then Jesus made a circuit of all the towns and villages. He taught in their meeting places, reported kingdom news, and healed their diseased bodies, healed their bruised and hurt lives. When he looked out over the crowds, his heart broke. So confused and aimless they were, like sheep with no shepherd. “What a huge harvest!” he said to his disciples. “How few workers! On your knees and pray for harvest hands!”

The prayer was no sooner prayed than it was answered. Jesus called twelve of his followers and sent them into the ripe fields. He gave them power to kick out the evil spirits and to tenderly care for the bruised and hurt lives.

Matthew 9:35-38,10:1-3

That is who we are, His Harvest Hands. 

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