Compassion My heart beats a little faster, and a fire swells in my bones when I hear this word. In…
I sat down to write hours ago. My fingers brushed against the keys, pressing a few to form feeble words…
The post that follows, is a bit different than what I normally write, but in these uncertain times, I have…
Enter flour, salt, yeast, and water. I’m amazing at being impatient. It runs in my family—and humanity—so I have to…
Today I changed the background on my phone to this joyful shot of my niece and I adventuring around my…
Disruptive—that’s how I would describe these weeks. As the coronavirus claims more lives and plans than we expected, we wonder…
I’ve managed to do almost everything else but write this blog post today. I pushed and pulled furniture around my…
Can I be honest? I don’t love the title “missionary.” It’s a word that holds so much history and weight…
Dear Transition, Can I be honest? When we first met, I didn’t like you. I thought you were intimidating at best, and…
I don’t think I imagined my life quite this way, and I love that. Five years ago, I started my…
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