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
I was riding home today after a long day at the camps (shown above), just staring out the window, reflecting on all that had transpired over the day. Thoughts streamed in and out seamlessly until my tired mind just fell into a lull, matching the rhythmic movements of the bus. 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
Last night after dinner a few of us took off to walk the streets of Kolkata.
We usually get taxis but tonight we decided to walk a little in search of sweets. We have been warned to stay clear of any street food (and after watching how they prep I am fully in support of this), but Kolkata is known for their desserts and we figured these should be okay, right?
I know, dumb, but we did it anyways. Continue reading
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
To my Christian friends,
I have been thinking lately about what I want to say and how it can be put in a way that you can hear me, that you can hear my heart.
First, let me say that I know you mean well. I truly do. I know most of you don’t intentionally say things that are hurtful or biting. Your intent is not to cause more pain… but often it does. You walk away thinking that you spoke God’s truth, but in reality, it may have been a sprinkling of salt on an open wound. Continue reading