I’m Sorry You Had to See This Mess
At random we drew a word and performed it for the class. I held the word HAPPY against my broken heart while I waited for my turn to display what...
Put Praise to my Lips
Even in a dirty and dreary land, there is a sunrise. Even when the air chokes and stifles a clear breath, the birds herald the morning. As...
A Rubber Duck Lesson on Leaving {The Grove: Leaving}
I have forgotten many things from pre-field training, but there’s one image that is seared onto my brain. It’s a picture of two rubber ducks. Let me...
Surrendering Opportunity
I used to believe it was easier being the one who left. Maybe that was because when I first moved overseas in 2011, I did a lot of leaving. Every...
The Gift of Your Eyes
Dear Auntie, We’d eaten dinner and were ready to walk out the door to go shoe shopping that ordinary Sunday evening. I was checking the price of...
The Humility To Dream
I am a dreamer who loves to dwell in possibility. Sometimes I dwell in possibiliti(es)… driving my poor here-and-now husband crazy. Dreams are almost as precious to me as my...
Dreaming in Reality
My family and I watched *almost* every second of March Madness this year, which was a treat because we hadn’t been able to take part in one of our favorite...
Oh, For a Heart Like the Mediterranean
I spent the summer before my senior year of college working with an expat couple on the island of Sicily, south of Italy. (Suffering for Jesus, I know.) Part of...
What an Open Sewer Taught Me About Resurrection
A river runs through my city. And on the main riverfront there’s a tree. Actually, there are many trees along the riverfront, and they’re mostly palm trees. Palm trees grow...
An Overture of Love
These are polarizing times. Opinions become hardline stances and it can be difficult to see past the opinion and see the human behind it. I believe that we, as divinely...
