Because He Strengthens Me
Our flight only had about 20 minutes left after traveling for over 24 grueling hours from West Africa to Michigan. We were in a small express plane...
Who Said Returning Would be Easy
If I could write a letter to my weary self in the spring of 2015, as I was surrounded by 20 years of our China life, packed in semi-sturdy fruit...
A Letter to the One Returning Home
Seven years ago, with all my earthly belongings bundled into two 50 pound suitcases, I flagged my last taxi to the airport. I dozed on the 13 hour flight arcing...
On the Floor of the Closet with Jesus
I’m one year away from crying on the floor of my closet. Ok, maybe not a closet exactly. A wardrobe, built-in, with barely enough room for my winter coats let...
Put on Hold
Why is waiting so difficult? At times, it seems I’d rather gnaw off my own arm than wait--at least there would be something to DO. The action, even though extremely...
This Grace in Which We Stand
There's a danger in being honest with yourself. A danger that the honest version of you is grubbier than you would ever dream. More broken. More fragile. More vulnerable to...
I Am Not Superwoman
As I write this, my husband and I are in the process of moving to a new apartment. Our small living room is a maze of boxes and packing material....
The Courage to Show Up
I went to the bank to wire the next three months of rent to my landlord, as I had done successfully several times before. When I was finished, I sent...
Married in M-work: An Interview with Alexis Kenny
This is the book I wish we had when we started our international service as young marrieds in 2005 . . . and when we became parents . . ....
Heading home
I settled down into seat 34G, disappointed that I didn’t get the aisle. Well, I guess it was to be expected, considering I had only booked my flights from South...
