My husband has been surprising me lately.  Often. 

The other day, I was sharing with my mom some thoughts we were having about future missions work.  I proceeded to tell her that I didn't see my husband desiring to learn another language --- so I was assuming that our involvement in missions would be in some way that didn't need him to speak a foreign language.

The VERY next day, my husband starts talking about learning German.

LAST NIGHT I was asked by him (and I quote), "Brooke, I've been thinking about this.  Do you think I could learn two languages at once?"

What does God have in mind?  :)

We have been talking about missions ever since we attended the missions conference at Multnomah Bible College last winter.  We don't know what the future holds.  But one thing is for sure:  I don't ever want to be sent somewhere by God to do something I am not found already doing where I live.  This is my mission field right now. 

brooke