Posted on 03/09/2017 We are steadily moving forward with work on the second half of Richardson Springs Road. What a blessing to have skilled mission builders like Farmer John come out and offer to donate his labor to our effort! We have the road graded now, drainage ditches dug, and have had some culverts replaced.
As we sit together on the airplane headed back toward California it's time to take a look back over our experience in South Africa. We are all walking through this adventure together with different experiences. We have each been stretched in different ways. The memories we have are the same, yet so different. What we
by Jodi N. As we finish up our time here in South Africa we are thinking not only about what lays ahead, but also what we are leaving behind. Today we are in a time of debriefing when we reflect about the past 2 months. I want to share with you a few of my
By Jodi Noordmans It's not just your everyday normal night. It's the end of something. The beginning of something else. It's the night we all think, did we accomplish our goals this year? Or, what will next year bring? It's a time to ponder our lives to this point. It's New Year's Eve! Usually my
By Jodi Noordmans "Go blue!!!!" We cheered as the four expertly painted and built box cars careened down the track. The flash of red, green, yellow and blue was off the starting line and the race had begun. The blue team, which was on track to win it all danced around me as we playfully
By Jodi Noordmans And so we dance. Dance like nobody is watching, dance like there is nothing in this world that can stop us. We dance. We dance for fun. We dance for release. We dance for freedom. We dance when we're feeling blue. Dance when we're on top of the world. Just dance. We
By Jodi Noordmans LIV is a happy place. A place where freedom is experienced and love is freely given. In a world of pain and war this is a place you can laugh, love and forgive. Jesus is at the very core of this place. The heart of this place is to not just be
by Jodi Noordmans DRAKENSBURG, SOUTH AFRICA: "Sawubona." The Zulu greeting reached our ears as we jumped out of the vans. The beautiful faces of school children surrounded us. We were at a school to do ministry with the students. We didn’t know what we were doing or how many students we would have. We had