I never wanted anything in life more than I wanted to be a missionary.
As a child, I would sit on the floor with a globe. I dreamed of discovering the places my fingers found on that globe.
Two years ago this week, I was back home after only 18 months in Kenya.
Continue reading God is good.
A few things I know for certain: God called me here. I have a specific calling that will not be stifled. God is the one who orders our steps and directs our paths… Continue reading Change is Coming
I don’t say it often enough. Probably, most of us don’t. But the truth is, I owe a lot of people a lot of thanks. Continue reading A Big, Fat Thank You
I am 30. I have 2 degrees. I’ve held multiple jobs. I’ve signed leases and bought insurance and have a retirement account. I take intercontinental flights by myself. I live on my own. I have a funeral plan. By all accounts, I am a grown up. Or should be… Continue reading Grown Up
A few people have contacted me about my blog lately and it got me thinking about how inconsistent I am with my writing. I suppose I should say how inconsistent I am with my posting rather than writing, seeing as I have about a million, give or take a few, unpublished blogs. Continue reading Yet Again
I find traditional liturgies to be a deep treasure, especially beautifully written prayers that I can read and meditate on. One of my favorites is an Advent prayer titled, Come Home to God. Continue reading Unclutter
I hope through my writings, sporadic as they may be, that I have found a way to articulate the sheer joy and blessing of walking this journey, while being honest about the struggles. Continue reading Six Months, Three Days