“The Dolpo people are totally untouched with the Gospel.  They still have no written language or Christian literature.  There are no known Dolpo believers.  In order for a church to be established within this people group, there must be a movement starting with the village leaders and working down from there.” 

route planning and discussing

Today I got to talk to him twice while they are staying in Pokhara, Nepal.  Tomorrow (which technically, he is about 15 hours ahead of Alaska time) they head out to a smaller town which is where they will begin trekking from.  Once they begin, there will be no wi-fi, internet, phone calls, texts, nada.  Thankfully, some friends of our here in Alaska loaned the huzband a GPS tracker that he can turn on and it sends me an email and text letting me know a) he is still alive and b) where he is at.  It will be awesome to be able to follow along his journey!

goodbye my love

He left Alaska early Wednesday morning, stopping in Seattle, Tokyo and Bangkok before reaching Nepal.  They stayed in Bangkok, Thailand about a day and a half before continuing on to Katmandu, Nepal.  The following pictures and quotes are from the husband on his journey.

in transit : 3 flights, 19 hours and still not there

Mike using his awesome language skills to communicate in Asia

In case you don’t know who Mike is, he is the one responsible for implanting this crazy bug into the huzband in the first place!  I hold him 100% responsible for this craziness and I think he (Mike) loves every bit of it.   Thankfully, the huzband has a pretty awesome wife who encourages him to shoot for the moon!  I mean really, she is one cool chica!  (I blogged about hiking out to Mike’s cabin not long after we moved to Alaska.  You can read about it here.)

I am proud of the huzband and this journey he is about to begin.  I am thankful for his heart to do the unthinkable, the unimaginable in order to bring love to others.  I appreciate how he sees the beauty in a man who gives his life walking into unknown areas, all for the love of people.  I am grateful for the huzband who is willing to literally sacrifice himself, his comfort, his sweat and his time to love on people who most of the world doesn’t even think about, to play with kids, pray for families and give his effort and time for Jesus.  I know it will challenge him physically, mentally and spiritually however, I also know that he is not walking this alone!  One greater has gone before him!

I suppose if I am missing the huzband badly enough, I can go hang out with him in his office!!  What, you haven’t met the huzband’s twin?