99+1

 Things are winding down for the Dunlaps.

These bones are nearing the end of the missionary journey.

We don't even have the energy to spell our full name

 

Some couples go out with a bang. But there are consequences of going beyond the mark.

                        Warning: Don't push it

Our last outing to the cemetery nearest to our apartment nearly put us over the edge.

 

The life/work balance was precarious

We came home so exhausted and spent, we finally said, "Enough. Done." We will leave the 99.99999999% to the young Indonesians and the Timorese and the Indians to finish up those last few names we couldn't quite get to. 

                                 You're welcome 

So we left the 90 and 9 to go find the 1....

                                     She's 1!

Our Prophet's invitation to find the 1 was good timing for us. Instead of trying to do it all before we go, why not just focus on the 1? The 1 family. The 1 refugee. The 1 English assignment. We can do that. 

We were low in spirits this week when we learned our dear neighbor who lives across the street from us passed over to the other side. She had battled Stage 4 colon cancer for a full year while we've been away from our Mayberry neighborhood back home. We prayed so hard for her and she miraculously held on and beat so many odds and things looked promising that we'd see her again. It was so close! But not MTB. Goodbye lilfarmergirl... We'll have our reunion someday.

"What man of you, having an hundred sheep, if he lose one of them, doth not leave the ninety and nine in the wilderness, and go after that which is lost until he find it? And when he cometh home, he calleth together his friends and neighbors, saying unto them, Rejoice with me!"

Luke 15: 4,6