HE IS OUR PORTION

Wednesday (the 17^th) we received some sobering news.  A missionary friend (Julie, on the right in the picture above) and her 6 year old son, Timi were killed in a car accident while driving home from Asuncion.  Julie’s husband and their 1 ½ year old daughter survived. 

            A couple years ago, a mutual friend introduced us through our blogs and Facebook.  We corresponded regularly and lifted each other up in prayer.  I would classify Julie as “the real (missionary) McCoy”.  You know, one of those women who have been through the wringer and still have a song of praise on their lips.  Her desire to be Proverbs 31 woman was evident.  Her love and support of her husband was refreshing; her desire to raise a godly son was contagious.  Julie and Norberto struggled years with infertility and God (in his own timing) brought them a beautiful little girl via adoption.  Esther Anahi came into their lives just before her first birthday.  In fact, they were just coming back from having the final adoption papers signed when the accident happened.

            Julie and I met face to face in November while at a women’s conference in Brazil.  We were in a small group together and spend meals and free time chatting (and feeling as though we had known each other for years and years).   Twice our paths crossed in Asuncion and we were able to introduce our families. 

            And now, in a twinkling of an eye, she and her precious son are with the Lord.  And those of left behind as reminded of the truth – we are not guaranteed tomorrow.  But we are guaranteed that God will be our portion (Ps 73:26).  He will be enough for me today.  He will be enough for Julie’s husband.  He will be enough for sweet little Esther. 

            Julie and Timi made an incredible impact in Paraguayans lives!  600 people attended the funeral and countless others all over the world are grieving the loss of these two.   Please pray for this family and the dark days yet to come.  Also, please say and extra prayer of traveling mercies over the missionaries you know.  We travel so much on dangerous roads, crossing rickety bridges.  We dodge motorcyclists, drunks, animals and big trucks.