Sitting with sacredness… that it was like sitting with the man who is on the right. I met him as he hopped on the MAF plane with us as we traveled from Kajjansi to Moyo. This wasn’t planned, but he happened to be in the area.
I am starting to think, dear sisters, God loves the unplanned…
the beauty in the unexpected. Continue reading
Well, that was a disaster…
I think it is safe to say that I literally did a face plant after returning home. I mean totally fell apart and the crazy thing is that I knew it was coming. Does that ever happen to you, like you know its coming and it still happens? Continue reading
Well, our home has resumed to normal (at least until I leave for Uganda)… fighting, laughter, spontaneous dance parties, wrestling matches. It’s all back.
Life has definitely returned to what it was. Kids. Work. House. Dating. Juggling it all.
If I close my eyes I can still see India, but it’s starting to fade. We talk about it less and less and I miss it. Continue reading
Well, it’s time…
“What! Didn’t you just get back and now you are leaving again?”
Yes, yes I did.
Yes, yes I am. Continue reading
I know I said I would share Musaed’s story on my next post, but I lied. Okay, I didn’t really lie. I started it and am working on it, but I need to write this first.
I was at the gym this morning, a wonderful place to be after having four straight days with my little team. I love them, like crazy love them, but don’t we all need breaks, dear sisters? And I, was in desperate need of a little sweaty time where I could just stick on my music and not think. No thinking, just sweating. Continue reading