Sitting with sacred


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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

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India aftermath

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

My Day in the Brothel- When God Speaks (Part 3)

There was no one left and I was tired.

Feeling emotionally drained yet so incredibly loved, I slowly walked back over to John’s office.

He saw me walk in, “Just one more, “ he said. Uh, really.

I mean, I loved this, but it is very emotional and I was drained and was feeling a little faint. I smiled and nodded my head, I mean how many chances do I have to do this?

Uh, like none.  Continue reading