When I stepped on the plane in Denver, Colorado, I had little idea of the adventures which lay ahead. There was a stop in New York City and a layover in that airport. There was a stop in Rome, Italy, and a layover in that airport. Then it was on to Beirut, Lebanon. That trip took 32 hours. I was exhausted! We were in Riyadh, Saudi Arabia a week after landing in Beirut. It was my husband’s new job which caused us to leave the green of Colorado to go to the brown of Saudi Arabia. He plunked our family down in the midst of a nation where five-time-a-day calls to prayer were heard, where Islam was not just a religion but was a way of life. He put me in a place where I would exchange my religion for a relationship with the living Lord. Half way across the world, full of intrigue, holding both joyful and painful experiences, Saudi Arabia became a second home for me.
Marjory Henderson can best be described as a child of God. “I can do all things through Christ who gives me strength” (Philippians 4:13) is her motto.