
Well, we've officially been back in Canada for a week now, and the journey of processing has only just begun for the three of us. It is interesting to think that we were saying our goodbyes at the airport just last week and that now we are settled back into our routines of life in Canada. I know, speaking for myself, that I will never be the same. The experiences that we have been a part of this past semester have molded and shaped our personal lives and callings. We have made friendships that we will never forget, we have gone through conflicts and trials that have taught us about ourselves, and we have experienced God in new ways and with new eyes. Although I am sad to say that this chapter of our lives has come to an end, I am confident that this marks the beginning of a new chapter in our lives. We are now entering into a time of personal reflection on our past four months so that we can reengage in our own culture with a fresh awareness of what missional living means.
I would like to personally thank each and every one of you who faithfully read our blogs and who supported us either financially or prayerfully over the last semester... We have been so blessed by your generosity and support! We hope that you have been encouraged through the reading of our blogposts, and we hope that it was almost like you were adventuring alongside us the entire time. If you would like to hear more stories, to get some clarification, or just to say a word or two, feel free to comment on this post and we will reply.
May God bless you, and may you be encouraged to go into your world and live a life that is worthy of the calling!


So far we’ve had a great time. We have continued to work in a few of our ministries (Phil: teaching English and working on a promotional video for CBM; Me: working with Jireh), and we have also been able to spend some quality time with our friends. However, life without Tarryn has not been easy. The other day we were making dinner for a few of our friends and began panicking when we realized we had no idea where our cheese grater went. We tried to call Tarryn but we couldn’t get a hold of her, so I had to resort to ripping the cheese into pieces by hand. We have managed to survive thus far without her, but your continual prayers would be appreciated.