Money sent to South Asia

Praise God for His faithfulness. The first check from JSL has been sent to the missionaries that Brandon spent time with in South Asia. This has taken longer than expected due to the logistics of getting money directly to the missionaries for their use. We went to great measures to follow the methods given to us by the missionaries themselves. I have been in contact with them since April but due to the great demand on these missionaries their responses took quite awhile. Each time I received an email from them it began with an apology for being so delinquent in responding. We needed no apologies because we knew that things are happening according to God's timing and not ours. This is an excerpt from the last email we received from our missionaries:

Greeting from South Asia!

Every time that I write you I have to begin by apologizing for being so delinquent. I have to ask for forgiveness once again. I am trying to get you all the details. The problem is that our agency has undergone a major reorganization where everything has changed. There was some confusion about what new office handles these issues. Is it personal support, office of finance, or somewhere else? However, I believe in the providence of God. We have a major training coming up at the end of August. It would be awesome to be able to use the money specifically for this training. We are going to have around 60 nationals (yes nationals!) that are going to be trained to become national missionaries. Where Brandon served ( the area where we currently live), currently has 41 people groups that are unengaged ( less than 2% Christian and NO ONE engaging them). It is our hope that these nationals will help us gather the harvest.

Again, thank you so much for your patience, concern, and support.

Praise God. Please pray for this national training. Always remember that God's ways are not our ways. As William Cowper wrote in his insightful and magnificent hymn.

God Moves In A Mysterious Way

God moves in a mysterious way
His wonders to perform;
He plants His footsteps in the sea,
And rides upon the storm.

Deep in unfathomable mines
Of never-failing skill
He treasures up His bright designs,
And works His sovereign will.

Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take,
The clouds ye so much dread
Are big with mercy, and shall break
In blessings on your head.

Judge not the Lord by feeble sense,
But trust Him for His grace;
Behind a frowning providence
He hides a smiling face.

His purposes will ripen fast,
Unfolding every hour;
The bud may have a bitter taste,
But sweet will be the flower.

Blind unbelief is sure to err,
And scan his work in vain;
God is His own interpreter,
And He will make it plain. 

- William Cowper -