It’s been an interesting season for me lately and today was another reminder on the journey to rest. One of the devotionals I read is Skye Jethani’s WITH and today’s post was Rest is the Mark of a Free People
Perhaps my journey will help yours.
The Asian Access board recently did a full executive review with me and while I got high marks across the board on nearly every spectrum, they strongly encouraged me to rest. One of our board members stated the following in an email following our meetings: "Thanks for your kind words about the meetings. I do feel strongly that the single biggest factor in the future of the mission is you being able to develop a governor that throttles your speed back by 25%. The ability to say no, because there will always..."
Bangladesh (MNN) — Myanmar’s Rohingya ethnic Muslim minority are running out of options. During the past seven weeks, over half a million Rohingya have fled Rakhine State in Buddhist-majority Myanmar from what the U.N. has called a “textbook example of ethnic cleansing.” Myanmar’s government refuses to recognize them as one of the country’s official ethnic groups, while security forces and Buddhist vigilantes have raped and killed villagers and burned entire villages. Bangladesh estimates that 800,000 refugees now live in camps in its border town of Cox’s Bazaar, the coastal city where refugees arrive by boat. The camps are overcrowded and unsanitary, while food, water, and shelter are scarce.
Our Asian Access family of national directors had a wonderful time together this past week. The highlight of the week was our excursion on what I call the Typhoon Taxi. Bangkok, the site for our meeting, is crisscrossed with rivers and canals. Bangkok has also developed an extensive water taxi network to help its residents make their way through what can be a gridlocked road system. The water taxis aren’t fancy, but they are cheap—and they move. We decided to take one of the main water taxis across town as part of an outing—a chance to get out of our hotel and enjoy some time together. How did we know it was going to pour rain that afternoon? And how did we know that our bus would be trapped in total gridlock just 300 meters from the water taxi station? Welcome to Bangkok. Not to be deterred, we hopped off the bus and jogged through the downpour to the water taxi station. Fortunately, it was the first stop on the...