Losing the Race.

Month 16. That’s how my brain has learned to categorize moments and lessons and seasons. That’s where I am now; I’ve been home from the World Race for nearly 5 months. Yes, I can … Read more about Losing the Race.

In The Middle.

I'm in the middle of it. I'm in the eye of the storm, the middle of a sentence. God's sentence; the one he's writing on my life and in my heart. So be warned: this is not a blog post with a … Read more about In The Middle.

January 1st, 2016.

January 1st, 2016. A time to reflect on 2015, pray for 2016, and give thanks for both. 2015 brought me to 3 continents. 8 countries. It left me with 3 new tattoos and I left 24 pounds with it. I … Read more about January 1st, 2016.

Jesus Cried.

We sing "silent night" but I'll bet you that night was anything but silent. That Christmas night, a storm came rolling in. That Christmas night, heaven touched earth and the world was forever … Read more about Jesus Cried.

Unburied.

Just like that, I find myself on the other side of the halfway mark. Suddenly, I only have five months left. There’s a word we like to throw around on the World Race. Actually, there are a lot … Read more about Unburied.