December 12, 2008 ⏤hummmm

10/28/2017

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After I get all of the mutating missionary blogs from the past re-posted here, I will continue writing fresh ones. Enjoy the review...

Robyn Rochelle Cox
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Loving God in the Moment

hummmm thinking...

In the United States there is more space where nobody is than where anybody is. That is what makes America what it is. - Gertrude Stein
The opposite of the religious fanatic is not the fanatical atheist but the gentle cynic who cares not whether there is a god or not. - Eric Hoffer
Reality is the leading cause of stress amongst those in touch with it. - Jane Wagner

guerdon \GUR-duhn\, noun:1. a reward
verb:1. to reward, pay back

YEP... I think I'll head to the red-coffee-box and think some more... Ahhhhhh leather chairs, ottomans, blankies, coffee and a good book - today with snow to my ankles... yep that is the ticket...

Fridays - gotta love em.

PS... these fotos are not taken from the red-coffee-box - but sitting in the little coffee shop I discovered in the town I was in recently for language school, sitting in this window corner spot I watched all sorts of life happen around me, studied and took pictures :-) - a friend had prayed for an enjoyable coffee shop and God granted his request. Sometimes God just wants to bless us with over and beyond.

Now - I walk in snow to the church down the road, drop off some things for a wedding next week, and then walk to the red-coffee-box...

cold - but beautiful... I think I just might take along the ole' camera on this trip - the snow is unbelievably beautiful.

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A little about me

I am in the world almost every day. Okay, daily.
Are you?

I am called to be salt and light.

A few days ago, one of the waiters at the local diner that I frequent in the wee hours of the morning shared some very personal information. I looked as she opened up her heart with her pitcher of coffee poised in her hand, ready to pour - but not pouring. She held it as if it were a shield. The longer she shared her heart the lower the coffee pot dropped. And finally when she asked me my thoughts, the coffee pot sat beside me on the table. We talked. We laughed. We shared our lives and our thoughts. It was a time to shine a little light and sprinkle a little salt.

Are you finding places that you meet people searching for the same things?

I have been a commissioned missionary. I left the foreign mission field in November of 2014. Now I am a home missionary. Not commissioned by an organization. Commissioned by Jesus.

Life is a mission field. I was a missionary in my classroom as a teacher before I left for the foriegn mission field. Before that I was a missionary with my family, neighbors and even in my church. I was a missionary from the moment I accepted Christ as my Savior at age 7.

So are you.

We are mutating missionaries.
I'm blogging about the experience. Wanna join me?

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December 12, 2008 ⏤hummmm

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