Most people would think that moving to Africa was the scary part. The big leap. But it wasn’t. It was the most natural thing in the world. Moving back to America. This is the scariest thing I’ve done in a long time. Here the fears are loud. Will God provide? Will I become selfish? How […]
Sometimes the days get dark. The January cold seems to blow right through you.Ā Days where you’re not sure you want to get out of bed, and God seems like a dream you had you can’t quite remember. Transitions can be hard. I don’t think I expected that. Expected to find myself in a new
āBy changing nothing, nothing changes.ā -Tony Robbins Five years is a long time. It’s a lot of sweaty bus-rides. It’s a lot of roach killing, and mouse killing, and eating posho and beans. It’s a lot of swatting mosquitos on your legs, and running out of water just as you soaped up your body. It’s
As we sat in the knee-high grass legs itchy, sun scorching, and the sound of worship heard over the wailing I concentrated on the yellow weeds at my feet growing wild and thorny. I wonder if someone planted them here.Ā I’ve been here before. Death a part of my existence here in East Africa. No
Most often my days start with problems. A myriad of needs. Things which have āgone wrong.ā The water has run out. Again. People who need my help. A mama needs more money for food to feed her kids. A girl who runs away from home because she still feels strange in the safety of love’s
Six years. I ask God sometimes, āhow do you do it?ā How do you hold each of us in your heart? With equal importance. With so much love. Doesn’t it hurt? Don’t you buckle under our sea of faces? An organization is just made up of people. Faces. Names. Friends. Ones who are loved. And
āI tell you the truth, the Son can do nothing by himself. He does only what he sees the Father doing. Whatever Father does, the Son does also. For Father loves the Son and shows him everything he is doing. He will show him HOW to do even greater works.ā John 5:19-20 As I step
Ā āEven a modest pleasure can be a luxury if its scarce enough—ordering coffee at a restaurant, buying a book, which is why deprivation is one of the most effective, although unenjoyable, cures for the hedonic treadmill.āĀ -Gretchen Rubin, The Happiness Project- It strikes me that after two and a half months of living in a
I’m at Bethel Church in Redding, California and had an encounter last night with Father that was so real and so amazing. It reminded me of the teaching of Jennifer Toledo (my personal hero) on The Weeping Room which I am re-posting here. (Jen, I hope this is accurate–it’s one of the most beautiful revelations
Baby E* is just the cutest little guy ever. And he just got adopted!Ā Baby E, 11 months Ā They say that once you hold your baby you forget everything that happened before. All the pain, all the tears dissolve into the glow of tiny fingers and tiny toes. The red birth becomes bright. Even
This thing called peace. How we search for it somewhere out there in the deep blue horizon, on the helm of sailboat, in the bottom of a glass, in the perfect dress, or in the next adventure. Peace is in a moment where we can feel God’s love speaking to us in silence, in nature,
When I come back to America, it’s often hard for me to describe what exactly I do. To say that I experience culture shock is an understatement. I am both in awe and terrified of Walmarts, large crowds of people, loud restaurants, and escalators. I seem to be perpetually cold because my body is un-accustomed
