Timarie Friesen
Writing, Reading, Following Jesus


 

A shore of rocks outlines the rugged sea, and you can’t imagine walking barefoot or enjoying the water. It’s not that I lamented over this, rather, I’m lamenting now.

Looking through the window, past the rain-smudged glass, past the airport vehicles, and at the twinkling skyline of Montevideo, there was the city we’d romanticized over the past year. Mark and I had a fascination with Uruguay for two reasons. One, the coastal location, and two, the mystery of a culture we’d not known existed until a ReachGlobal missionary mentioned the place.

I asked my uncle if I could share this short piece. He specified that the Bible he first opened at age forty-seven was a gift from a hospital chaplain. My uncle kept the Bible, yet kept the Bible closed, until one day God began to stir in him a new beginning.

Readers—and viewers—will experience an unforgettable picture of the global church, growing in their affection for God and others.