The Work of the Lord—Is It All On Me?
On the field, especially when you aren't part of a team, it can feel overwhelming. It can feel like you’re the only one serving. Because, of course,...
Where I Ought to Have Been Born
“If we find ourselves with a desire that nothing in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is that we were made for another world.” We’re...
I Think It Is Okay to be an Alien
I don’t remember a time when I didn’t feel like an alien. When I was a little girl, a blonde-haired, blue-eyed little Canadian girl growing up in a...
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...
