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.
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Sometimes we need to not know. We need to allow ourselves to marinate in the uncertainty of life so that we can be infused with faith. Continue reading Answers
For today, anyway… To be finished with these blasted final papers A serger and the skills to use it Unlimited … Continue reading My Wishlist…
Picture it (yes, I just invoked the spirit of Sophia Petrillo): You’re sitting in a coffee shop. A pretty girl … Continue reading Be A Man
For some reason, the realization that I am thisclose to finishing my program at Fuller is front and center in … Continue reading Bittersweet
I’m doing a women’s book study right now, going through Richard Foster’s The Celebration of Discipline. This has been one … Continue reading Clutter
It’s inevitable, right? Yesterday as I was hanging my clothes on the line, I was suddenly struck by how much … Continue reading Change