Eyes on the Horizon
Our second daughter suffered from motion sickness—a terrible frustration for a third culture kid whose life constantly depended on travel. Her home for many years...
Author: Megan Ingvoldstad
A Paradoxical Party
The wind blew through the coconut trees from the west, an indicator that November had arrived. Tiny red and gold flowers lined the muddy trail I...
Generous Hearts
They were of an uncommon mindset for their day. Imperfect people brought together in unprecedented generosity. A multitude of families and friends from all over Jerusalem, each one having...
When Answers Don’t Come
I remember the silence in the ultrasound room. It was unnerving, and I knew something was wrong. The words that soon followed confirmed my suspicions: "I cannot find a...
Beautiful Feet
Across the ocean, nestled under a tree, people gather on Sundays to meet at one of my favorite churches. It is hot year-round in that corner...
A Tight-Nit Community
There was nothing on our island that said "community" like a good old-fashioned lice-picking party. The women chattered endlessly as they combed through each other's hair,...
The Gift of Connection – Registration is Open!
Mary was tired from traveling. Her thoughts were tumultuous as the waves at sea. She hastened as she walked down the final path to her cousin's home. She was...
Becoming Unstuck
Stuck. The word jumped right off the page. I could have sworn that it was bold faced with a star highlighting the empty line, awaiting my name on the...
