We pushed open the heavy metal doors to the maternity ward of Mpilo Hospital carrying the light and love of Jesus with us, although my feet walked more in discomfort. Hospitals, even in the USA, are … Read more about The Sacred Sisterhood
Thoughts on Africa
Everything is green and yellow and red—the colors of nature, the colors of life. The grass in the vast flat open fields grows tall, punctuated by hearty bushes, cacti, yucca, huge aloe, trees … Read more about Thoughts on Africa
Made of Dirt
I am standing in a literal pile of dirt and manure, my shoes long since kicked off, coated in dirt from knee to toes. The shovel in my hands feels more like an extension of my body at this point with … Read more about Made of Dirt
The One Who Stole Our Hearts
Her name is Rhea Mae. She is nine years old, loves to draw, and has an air of quiet grace and joy about her. We noticed her the first day we were in the village. It’s hard not to notice … Read more about The One Who Stole Our Hearts
What We Found When Not Seeking
In the cool of the morning, we head out into our village town of Balabag to Evangelize to the people who live in the town. We cross flooded roads, avoid mud filled pot holes, and wave to everyone we … Read more about What We Found When Not Seeking
Stop and Smell the Sugar Cane
I wake up every morning to the sound of dogs barking, or chickens clucking, or the children whose yard I am currently tenting in shouting to one another. The early morning’s disorienting fog … Read more about Stop and Smell the Sugar Cane
A Hindu Read The Christmas Story to Me
The room is a sea of dark faces and sparkly outfits. The smell of too many people and too little deodorant sits heavily inside the room as the crowd churns around, laughing and hugging. It is now … Read more about A Hindu Read The Christmas Story to Me
What A Coloring Book Taught Me About Racism
“There is neither Jew nor Greek, there is neither slave nor free, there is no male and female, for you are all one in Christ Jesus.” Galatians 3:28 Sweet little seven year old Jagan … Read more about What A Coloring Book Taught Me About Racism
Saying Yes
So here’s the thing; when I committed to stop dancing with anxiety and start following The Lord’s direction, some things got easier. It got easier for me to sit still, to fill my time, to … Read more about Saying Yes
