Wondering at Beautiful Skies and Suffering
Mongolia has a beautiful sky. It’s big, it’s clear and in the 1990s, it was the place I loved to look. In the evenings the air would be crisp...
Author: Joy Smalley
Expect Nothing, Hope Everything
MKs and TCKs such as myself are very good at lowering our expectations. We don’t expect to live in stability. We don’t expect friendships to last. We don’t expect...
Drenched Yet?
I can see Jesus and his disciples in their boat, crossing the Sea of Galilee, when a storm hits. It isn’t a nice storm, it is a rough one--even...
He is God and I am Not
I am not a gardener and I have no idea how to be one. I’ve never owned a plant, I don’t buy flowers and given a...
It’s Time to Be Loved
I’ve spent weeks trying to get this post started. I wanted to talk about education and routine along with my own sense of apathy towards this coming year. Yet,...
Sticky, Murky Messes Are No Joke
There weren’t a lot of travel options in Mongolia during the early 90’s. There also weren’t a lot of paved roads, so returning from the capital city (Ulaan Bataar)...
No Parties, Please
I’m not a fan of celebrations. Christmas, birthdays, Easter, Thanksgiving, it doesn’t matter what the holiday is, they all feel ridiculous to me and hold a layer of sadness....
Processing God
Who is God to you? We know what the Scriptures tell us about God. We read that he is faithful to the faithless, gentle, loving, slow...
Re-entry is Not a Returning
I thought I’d have words of wisdom about re-entry after two years back stateside. It’s a surprise and a disappointment to me that I am still struggling to find...
Science, Pandemic and Me
Has God ever revealed something to you suddenly? Have you ever felt a switch go off in your brain that resets your perspective? I have....
