
Not My Own
I still remember her grabbing my hands and leading me to a back bedroom to hand it to me. It was a check for the exact amount I had...
I still remember her grabbing my hands and leading me to a back bedroom to hand it to me. It was a check for the exact amount I had...
One of the biggest blessings of raising support to live and serve overseas is the team of people who come around and alongside our family on this journey....
The idea of writing a list of questions we would like to be asked is immediately appealing to me. I love a list! And intentionality! And making loving each...
Quite often when I’m preparing to write, I browse back through older posts. It’s helpful for me to find things that I’ve written about certain topics and then find...
Forgiveness is a struggle. And I have never struggled more than in this season. When I first came to the field, I was...
This post is longer than usual, but we wanted to share all of Elizabeth's vulnerable story with you. Read to the end to see how God brought hope and...
We were all happy for a bathroom break. It had been a long morning of travel on remote mountain roads, the kind with deep ruts and anything-but-smooth-sailing. Add to...
“I suggest you prepare yourself for losing this baby,” the gynecologist warned gently. “I can’t find any heart movement.” Alarmed, I tried to comprehend this sudden...
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...
We came to our country of service with a 13-month-old in tow. After the first few months of unmet expectations of jumping into ministry with my husband, I declared...
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