Leveling the plane at 1000 feet, I can almost see from one end of Palau to the other. The northern tip of the biggest island hides behind lush hills, but to the south countless islands dot the sea. Palau’s islands range in size from two trees wide to 36 miles long. Water varies in color from sandy beaches to pale green reefs to deep blue in narrow channels and over the drop-offs into the wild ocean beyond. Even if it weren’t so beautiful, we’d both be thrilled to be flying again.

We cannot thank you enough for standing beside us in prayer. After a strained ankle, a coral cut requiring an ER visit and two stitches, a lost wedding ring (found / returned 5 days later!), a day of incapacitating illness and a blown truck tire, all in three weeks, it is clear we have some resistance to us being here. While in a sense opposition encourages us because it tells us the enemy is unhappy, it is knowing that you labor beside us in prayer that strengthens us to stay the course and keep moving forward. So thank you!

Through Shan (the departing pilot) and his wife Karen (the admin guru), God has been bountifully answering your prayers: our check-out in the plane took less than two weeks and administrative details required to live here just slightly longer. The last week of September, much good information was shared and relationships strengthened during meetings with PMA staff from other islands. We now press forth with a clearer understanding of our mission here, praying that God would further refine that direction and bless the work as we look to follow hard after His lead. We’d also love for Him to help us find a more permanent home here on the island. Will you join us today in requesting these things of Him?

The PMA Islander unloading outside the Angaur terminal (on the left). Beside the terminal is the airport toilet (white roof). Slick grabs the scale from inside the plane’s aft baggage door while locals unload cargo from the pick-up parked on the runway. All 6,000 feet of the WWII-era strip looks like the bit you can see in the foreground. More pictures will be available on Flickr in early November, we hope. Internet here is so slow we can’t view our Flickr site, let alone upload to it… For more of our first impressions of Palau, enjoy Donna’s blog at donnadouglass.com.

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It has been said that all creation and its workings contain metaphors for spiritual truth – what we see and experience is but shadows of a greater reality. For example, we can testify that in life – and in ministry – there are storms, calm after the storms, quiet times of recovery and preparation before the storm returns. For us, Africa was a storm, South Carolina where Matti was born was the calm after the storm and Germany has been a wonderfully sunny period of refreshment, recovery and preparation. It was so good that it makes us suspicious of the coming storm…

We praise God for His response from your petitions last month for smooth logistics (down to the last checked bag that weighed exactly 50 pounds J ), consolation in the farewells and encouragement from many teammates, both old and new, committing to walk beside us in prayer over the next year.

Trust entwines with trepidation as we depart clear skies, arriving in Palau on 6 September (assuming stand-by seats are available). The pilot/missionary we will replace warned us about some complex circumstances that await us there and the importance of prayer paving the path with patience and grace. Will you echo these requests with us as we cross the pond to the South Pacific?

When Zoe turned 2 we moved to France. Just after turning 3 we took her to Africa. She just turned 4. Off we go to Palau. It’s a tradition we’re hoping to discontinue…

PS: The last of our pictures from Germany… http://www.flickr.com/photos/donnadouglass/sets

We have been packing for a month, but intensified our efforts during the last few days of July. A team of folks had promised to join us to help move heavy stuff into the container. Trusting that they would come, we stepped out in faith and prepared for them. Lo and behold, that Saturday morning, they showed up and together we accomplished great strides toward squishing our home into a 20×7 foot box. It was God responding to your prayers for smooth logistics. Thank you! It was also in a sense a piece of the answer to Jesus’ prayers: the Kingdom of God took a little step toward coming on Earth as His children loved on another1. We cannot say how much it meant and how much it helped that folks promised to come…and then showed up.

Likewise, we SO MUCH appreciate y’all who have made the commitment to come with us before God’s throne one day each month (or more! J). Great things already have and will continue to happen as God hears and responds. THANK YOU! It means an immense amount to us to know for sure that you will be there with us, standing before the King. (If you would like to find out more about praying with us, please see our prayer team page.)

So today please join us in asking for continued smooth logistics as the container begins its journey to the Pacific and as we move into billeting on base, then on to New Jersey at the end of August…and Palau 5 September. Please also pray for encouragement and emotional strength for all the good-bye’s we will share this month.

1 “A new commandment I give to you, that you love one another: just as I have loved you, you also are to love one another.” John 13:34.

Zoe and Justus learn to drive. He is her best friend and lives across the street.

We were looking west, but not far enough. When Western Seminary in Oregon accepted Slick for doctoral studies and his boss opted to release him in August, we understood that God wanted us to move again. And we thought it would be to Portland, but apparently we weren’t looking far enough west.

When friends forwarded us an email about the need for a twin-rated pilot to fill in for one year on the South Pacific island of Palau with Pacific Mission Aviation (www.pmapacific.org), starting in September, we raised an eyebrow. At first that was all, but over several weeks other events began a crescendo of cooperation.

This past Monday God led us to decline an offer here in Germany. On Tuesday we received notice that we were approved to be PMA missionaries. On Wednesday, the church that “sent” us to Africa welcomed us back to active missionary status. Another church remains committed, whenever we should return to the classic “mission field”. Today is Thursday and as we reflect on the many “fits” and coincidences and many details falling together all at once, we cannot ignore the evidence of God’s unseen hand.

The telling factors? God previously arranged that we should have theological training for mission work. He had already provided flying training for mission aviation, including sea plane ratings (which might be rather useful on a series of islands!) and multi-engine ratings (which are required for this particular post, but rare among available mission aviators). He determined that we would be available to move at the end of August and armed us with plenty of experience at moving ourselves overseas. Zoe is one year out from being “school age” and this post is for one year – until two pilots who are in the PMA “pipeline” are fully trained and ready. And finally, it just so happens that the folks who need to step away from PMA due to the challenges of age (67!) are friends whom we highly respect.

Thus, after much prayer and discussion with our pastor and several mentors over the last few months, we believe Palau is where God is leading this next step of our lives. Our only concern is that our one year in the tropics might stretch into a much longer season of our lives. Should that happen, we are certain there is no better place for our family – none other than the center of our Creator’s will.

That being said, we’d love to invite you to join our journey once again, either through prayer or financially – or both. For those who have continued to pray for us and drop us emails of encouragement, we cannot thank you enough: those tangible glimpses of the body of Christ at work have nourished us deeply. We will be re-energizing our “prayer calendar” so let us know if you want back in the gameor if you want to pick your day to pray for us and join the team (for more info, see http://donnadouglass.wordpress.com/ministry/prayer/). To support us financially, please see http://donnadouglass.wordpress.com/ministry/donate/. We need to raise $4300/month and $10,300 for outbound expenses. Thank you for investing!

And thank you for considering being on the team that will work with us as we go forth. We look forward to sharing with all of you “back home” how God moves in answer to your prayers.

Funny how you never know how much one email will change the course of your life :).

An isolated island in the rushing torrent of “modern life,” set apart in space and time. No wi-fi, out of cell coverage, no satellite or cable, only one phone line for the office. In the tents and cabins, no electricity or running water. Camp leaped toward modernity with the addition of their overhead projector. But the vacancy left by all these “missing” things goes unnoticed beneath the landslide of life bubbling over from counselors being caught by campers. Acapella songs spontaneously erupt in the dining hall after meals, laughter rings through the woods, smiles and healing tears are never far from expression. The missing technology, the vibrance, the Adirondack forest’s tranquility and the still mist of Davignon Pond in the morning invite hearts to let down their guard and experience God in ways rarely possible elsewhere in the “real” world.

What a great place camp was for our family to spend the summer of limbo between assignments. Sandi helped immensely in the office while Donna watched our kids and did odd jobs like fixing the bugle system. Zoe painted rocks, colored pictures, swam in the lake and played in the sandbox with her new friends. Matti excelled at her primary responsibility: growing. Having finally recovered from bug bites and scratches, we are now in Germany’s Eifel region not far from Luxemburg where Slick soon starts his work with the Air Force simulator program at Spangdahlem Airbase.

While we prefer God give us our marching orders through His Word, through prayer and through the counsel of godly advisors, He chose to guide us through a multitude of closed doors. We have now walked through the only one left open. Nevertheless, we are thankful for His very clear guidance, in accordance with your prayers. Thank you for praying!

He has already given us a great house with a view, lots of space for guests and a wonderful kindergarten. While we continue to seek the right car, we’d ask you to join us in prayer that God would show us the work He’d have us do here. Until He shows us something else, we’re focusing on the basics of loving on each other and raising the girls. But if there’s more to be done, we seek to be prepared and available when and where He directs.

The sisters get along wonderfully.

Many thanks to all of you who’ve prayed for Slick’s parents. He visited them upon our arrival back in the US and had the chance to share the Gospel with them (again) with reasonable assurance that they are coming to know Jesus in this life and will greet Him in the next (John 17:3).

While Slick was out of town, Zoe and Donna got to see God’s hand moving in the NY suburbs. A friend invited us to lunch with Donna’s parents. Grandpa mentioned to the waitress that he was going to pray for lunch and asked if he could pray anything for her. That gave rise to a long conversation about churches in the area, which the waitress Jacquelyn was seeking since she recently arrived in the US from Argentina and was just returning to the faith after a couple years’ rebellion. Dad put her in touch with a friend, Beatrice, who lives just two blocks from Jacquelyn. We all welcomed Jacquelyn to Dad’s Sunday School the following Sunday and continue to pray for Jacquelyn and her new friendship with Beatrice. Praise God for evidence of His work even among “normal, everyday America.”

We’re in South Carolina for a month or two for the arrival of Zoe’s little sister at the same birth center where Zoe swam into the world of light and sound. Due to the many unknowns in logistics and timing, we’ll be sending just this email for this month and we appreciate your understanding. We also request your prayers for God clear leading in our next steps.

Zoe and Grandpa enjoy each other’s company during our brief stay in NJ with Donna’s parents.

In His heart a man plans his course, but the Lord determines his steps (Prov 16:9). And sometimes those steps take a sharp turn when we least expect it.

We are experiencing this as God redirects us elsewhere in Africa: our mission agency has invited us to consider an interesting project in another country, combining our French and aviation skills. We have been praying about this for a few weeks and discussing it with our missions pastor, the AIM US director and Donna’s dad, among others. As men in spiritual authority over us, we consider their discernment vital, and they have been unanimous in their affirmation.

So, we have returned to the US for baby’s arrival in April and may go elsewhere in Africa later this year. Some folks in Nairobi expected us to be devastated to leave so soon, but having carefully followed each step God’s asked of us, we’re grateful for the certainty that we’re in the center of His will now, and rejoice that He’s answered your many prayers in directing our next step. We greatly enjoyed our one day between unpacking and repacking, but we seek to grow just a little closer to Him in this situation, as in every situation.

Please join us in thanking Him for the encouragement we’ve been able to offer some of the people here while they went through some pretty dark times, and for opening our eyes to the face of missions in Africa. Now as we move once again we’d appreciate your continued prayer for God’s clear guidance of our steps and for safety for each of us, especially Mom and baby.

Taking a short break from work at home, we ventured just northwest of Nairobi to a volcanic crater. After hiking to the rim, where we took this picture, Donna and some friends continued around the crater to the peak in the distance on the left.