By John CropseyThe McCropders have finished packing a forty foot, metal clad box with what remains of their earthly possessions mingled together with "essentials" for their work and ministry . . . generators, welders, motorcycles, drill presses, axes, six foot steel pry bars, sledge hammers, indestructible Kevlar soccer balls . . . OK, we even let the girls put a few things on too. However, given the shear amount of testosterone contained with in this shipping container, it was only fitting that her sendoff be performed by two beastly wreckers and a maxed-out big rig chassis. Feast your eyes on the video below of nearly 40,000 pounds being dead-lifted off the ground and onto a semi chassis as my son Micah and I revel in the music of big diesel.
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Credits: background music "Green" by Kissinger.
The McCropder men take our hats off to the ladies of the team who have been willing to say "au revoir" to homes, goods and the financial security of a higher tax bracket. Instead, they risk losing that which remains to the bottom of the high seas or into the hands of brigands by land as our metal box journeys from the shores of the USA to the landlocked interior of Africa. As we bid "a Dieu" to our container and its contents, we rest knowing that our Heavenly Father knows exactly what we do and do not need to minister His Good News most effectively in Burundi. If these mere earthly things would hinder us or our brothers and sisters in fruitfulness, may they come to rest at the bottom of Davie Jone's locker.