Our lives on deputation have become such that when we return home, it’s not to stay, but merely for a visit. Nevertheless, we always enjoy visiting home. This last visit lasted for 10 fast and yet refreshing days. We rolled into town from Pennsylvania 20 minutes before our church’s annual business meeting. What made the service significant for our mission team is that the church was voting to officially accept the responsibility to become the sending church for the Bixby and Cole families. Though we were politely excused during that portion of the service, we were reintroduced and told that church family had unanimously voted to support each family for $350 a month. Between this support and the individual support of families within the church, our home church currently provides nearly 10% of our ultimate financial goal. This is actually quite astounding
considering the small size of the congregation and the fact that they are doing this for two families in the church and not just one.

Another highlight of our home visit was the privilege to present our ministry to our former home church: Mount Calvary Baptist Church of Greenville. Pastor Mark Minnick and the people of MCBC were so gracious to us. It was almost nostalgic to be able to go back to the church that has played such a formative role in my own life and ministry, a church where I was a member for seven years, where Ruth and I served and grew together as a newly married couple, and where we still have many friends. Their generous love offering frankly astounded us and overwhelmed us with gratitude. We think highly of the MCBC leadership and church family and were delighted to be able to reconnect with them. We were so preoccupied with talking with different people that we completely forgot to take even one single picture. Sorry about that. We did get a few pictures of our pre-service dinner with my Uncle Steve and Aunt Donna Bixby and family (see above), who are members at Mount Calvary.


Before we left for Florida on Saturday (September 27) we stopped by to visit with a dear man we highly respect and dearly love: Leo West. Last week, at the young age of 84, Leo (whom our children affectionately refer to as “Papa Leo”) finally retired from caring for the church lawns. If you had stopped by our church this summer, you might have seen Leo riding the old red lawnmower in the burning South Carolina heat, or walking with a cane in one hand and a blower in the other. Though he suffers from severe arthritic pain, especially in his knees, Leo is in church for literally every service. His endurance is a challenge to me. He’s one of the reasons we always enjoy “visiting home.”
