Blood is Thicker than Water

— by Eliza

You’ve heard it said before that blood is thicker than water.

This saying reminds us of the bond we have with our blood family. We don’t choose family; those individuals are chosen for us. They are a gift from the Lord that cannot be given back. We learn from our grandparents, parents, aunts, uncles, siblings, and cousins. We are also protected and supported by them.

We said good bye to those teachers and guides when moving to the mission field. Despite the water separating us, the blood still binds us, and we communicate in various ways.

But we have been further blessed in the field by water that binds us with another family.

The family of Christ supports and teaches us here in its own way as well as filling the voids. It is through the baptismal waters and even the gracious blood of Christ that we have the gift of an even larger family. Our children have grandparents, aunts, uncles, and cousins here in this place.

No they are not blood relatives, but they are blood-and-water relatives.

We are fortunate that other missionaries come through Hong Kong regularly. Those people have opened their arms to our children. They’ve sat at our supper table listening to chatter about the latest read or newest lego creation. Those people have read a picture book or listened to a blooming reader on the comfort of our couch. They’ve kept watch as we all maneuver public transit or settle in the chairs of the sanctuary. They’ve sung the hymns of our church boldly with little voices.

And for all these things my children beam with joy when any of them visits because it is family gathering together united in the blood and water of the Lamb.

Because yes, Christ’s blood is thicker than water.

When Dad Travels

— by Eliza

Dad travels monthly. Sometimes it is a long weekend and other times it is as much as 2 weeks.

It is not easy to say good bye. It is not easy to wait for his return. But, we are learning with each trip the lessons God would have us learn in this our vocation as missionary family.

We are not alone.

We are blessed to live in a building with other missionaries. We are blessed to have additional missionaries in the city. We have also made friends in the area. There is help with childcare, meals, and more.

Plus, we are learning to have a different routine when Dad is gone. We are also learning to be a support system for each other. Big sister and big brother help little sister and little brother. 

Mother learns flexibility and then teaches that as well as school to her children.

And when Dad returns we have so much to tell about the places, people, and projects we’ve studied and visited.

It’s not easy, but it is also teaching each of us that our Lord Jesus is holding us in His arms. He is traveling with Dad and He is staying home with us.

We are His. He has called us to this life and He is giving us our daily bread.

Orientation Thoughts

“Drinking from a firehose.” That’s how they described it, and how right they were. We finished two weeks of missionary orientation at our synodical headquarters a few weeks ago. Even though we’ve been home a little while, the presentations and material I have to remember are still buzzing around my brain. So much to do, so little time.

We had some great opportunities to meet new families and make some great friends. Our children realized they’re not the only ones leaving the United States to travel abroad and proclaim the message of Christ and Him crucified for the sins of the world. 


Image courtesy of Erik Lunsford

Image courtesy of Erik Lunsford

Please stay tuned to our website ( as we go about the work of letting people know how Christ is working in Asia and the South Pacific. We will hopefully have some wonderful stories to tell. 

To Christ be all the glory. 

Image courtesy of Erik Lunsford

Image courtesy of Erik Lunsford

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