Martin Burnham

We survived the hectic day yesterday — got the perennials planted, the lawn mowed, etc. and then drove up to the western Chicago suburbs to stay with my in-laws in Warrenville, IL. It was a beautiful day and today promises to be the same. On our way there, we passed by lots of garage sales throughout small towns in Indiana. Michele was upset that we couldn’t stop and browse, but we didn’t have time (thank goodness!). I was greatly saddened to hear the news that Martin Burnham, a missionary in the Phillipines who, with his wife, had been held captive for almost a year by a rebel group there, was killed in a rescue attempt, along with two other people. Gracia Burnham, his wife, was also shot but survived. What a tragedy. While we must accept God’s plan and purpose in this, I still mourn for that family, especially the children who have been waiting and hoping for so long to see both parents again some day. Please join me in praying for them and for the families of others in the same group who were killed. I opened my Bible this a.m. to John 16:20-22 and read Jesus’ words to His disciples: “Most assuredly, I say to you that you will weep and lament, but the world will rejoice; and you will be sorrowful, but your sorrow will be turned to joy…Therefore you now have sorrow; but I will see you again and your heart will rejoice, and your joy no one will take from you.”