With a sigh I took the idea of going to MMS Aviation and pushed it off my mental desk and into the waste can. No use dreaming about something that’s never going to happen.
It’s been a tough week. Don’t get me wrong, in the realm of history, it has been a cinch. My family hasn’t been kidnapped in the middle of the night and thrown into a concentration camp. My family hasn’t died from the black plague. We have running water and electricity and don’t have to sit […]
Snader men have a long history of doing things backwards. My brother Matt would be a good example. He writes books about his family’s adventures while living in Alaska (see here) and often times does things in a counter cultural way, like most Alaskans. Another example would be my great-grandpa Hahn who got drunk and […]
Here’s the Video Version Here’s the Written Version The Big Idea Let’s reach the isolated and unreached with the love and compassion of Jesus Christ. Janice and I both have felt a call to the mission field since we were grade school students reading books about missionaries who followed God’s direction into impossible situations and […]
My boss found a truck he had wanted in Florida and so he sent us down to get it. My boss is Amish and so he’s not allowed to fly, although there does seem to be a loophole for potential life threatening situations such as a ride on an emergency medical helicopter. Of course, riding […]
I’m going to be honest. Raising support is tough and I’m not enjoying it much. Now don’t get me wrong, there have been moments where God has shone through the dust and frustration and has revealed himself in ways that wouldn’t have been possible without this process. I’m also entirely convinced that we need to […]
I should learn to try new and strange things. Rubbing my teeth with charcoal met both criteria. On Wednesday next week the high will be -9 degrees. That’s cold! I’m learning to split firewood like a pro (although members of our Instagram Fam would notice that I put up a story where all I did […]
The other day I was walking past the oven. Janice had something sizzling on the stove top. Suddenly a loud bang echoed through the house which caused Janice to scream. I calmly jumped four feet in the air and assumed a defensive karate position.
Janice does hate raccoons. In fact, her hatred for raccoons is what got us in a relationship in the first place.
Home Again “I think I’m ready for spring now,” Janice said this morning, “I’m tired of this winter stuff.” Of course, she complains if it’s cooler than 75 degrees, but in this instance I agree with her. Once Christmas is over all you have to look forward to is a couple of bleak, miserable months […]