Our Missionary Blog

One of the most exciting things in life is to see people respond to the Truth.

Stone axes, shell money, and a special type of natural salt were the three highest commodities up until the introduction of the steel ax head.

“Pray without ceasing.” I remember thinking about this verse as a teenager. How can you possibly do anything without ceasing?

It is indeed a romantic quest, to live simply and leave a small footprint, but true minimalism is not really a pretty picture.

Summer of 2006—I think we had been in the jungle all of four weeks when a group of ladies hiked to our new hamlet to meet us.

I think it is neat that God has embedded into the workings of his creation innumerable examples and illustrations that we can apply to the Christian life.

If one thing stands out as a highlight of being a missionary kid, it would have to be experiencing the reality of a life that depends on the faithfulness of God.

Isn’t it great how you can look back on your life and laugh? Or better yet look back at your kids lives and laugh!

Since there are no stores around and no access to shoes, walking barefoot is the only way our tribal friends travel.

A couple of years after we moved among the remote jungle-dwelling people, I was given a name by my tribal friends.

As the smoke rises and fades from sight, it reminds me of how the Bible describes our lives. It says our lives are like a vapor.

I am in the middle of life, the middle of parenting, the middle of ministry—I’m just plain in the middle of it all.

I have to admit there is something comforting about the whole sweet-potato process for me. It brings up a lot of good memories.

A few weeks ago, I started noticing a lot of praying mantis eggs and decided to collect a few for the fun of it so I could observe how they hatched.

I am happy to announce that I have successfully completed my first semester of college at Boyce College in Louisville, Kentucky.

It’s always fun to have a flight day, whether it’s to drop off supplies, go to town, or come back from town. There’s nothing like a flight over the jungle.

The Wilds are far from being an island. We live on one, but we don’t function like one. We are so thankful for everyone who makes up our team.

We are living proof that four brothers can live in perfect harmony with each other and are actually far better off that way.

Many accuse Christian teaching of destroying cultures, true Christianity actually preserves culture and it does this in two ways.

In our jungle home, we do eat a lot of American foods, but we eat plenty of foods that others back in our home country, the United States, never eat.

A couple of weeks ago, a young man came early in the morning saying that a woman was very sick in a village about three hours away.

When I look out at Misty Mountain (that’s what our family calls it), and I can’t help but wonder what interesting and unknown things are up there.

It wasn’t until I walked side by side with tribal people, planted my own plot of food, and weeded my own weeds that I saw for myself the effects of the Fall.

It has been so amazing to see the tribal church blossom. Today, so much has changed since many have understood and embraced the good news of Jesus Christ.