Getting a Tooth Pulled

How many of you have ever had a tooth pulled? I think Dad threatened me once that he would use the plyers. Or did he get the string and tie it to a door and slam the door? I can’t remember.

Leaving Taiwan last July we had no idea when we would return here to Taiwan. We cleaned house, released possessions and said our farewells. But God called us to return to work with Titus here this January. And what a pleasure it has been. We are almost done week 1 of 3 of the training portion. Our team has met a couple of times, they include three guys, Justin, Bryan and Jean as well as one woman, Natacha. It is going to be a fruitful time in Armenia.

But even more joyful, has been our reunion with much loved friends. Last week we had dinner with some of our long-term missionary friends, it was so encouraging to be welcomed and loved and hopefully we gave back as well. Then last night we went out with two close Taiwanese friends who have recently given their lives to Jesus. It was so good to have fun and mutually encourage one another.

What a great way to start a new year, even as we say goodbyes in Winnipeg, we experience joy in the arms of friends in Taiwan. Kind of like getting a tooth pulled, hurts a tonne, but following God is the best thing for us.