I glanced up at his face while she told me about the boy that had hung himself just two days prior. He had the same look I’d seen before—one of resilience but also desperation. It’s a fierce kind of look that he seems to carry with him everywhere. And how could you not bare thatContinue reading “His Kingdom, Right Here {Part 3}”
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His Kingdom, Right Here {Part 2}
“Play it cool,” I thought, as I fumbled along the unfinished road with the dignified wife of the former Amazon Governor. She in her high-heels and me in my flip-flops plodding our way to the notary public just five minutes out from closing time. “What in the world am I doooooing??” I thought to myselfContinue reading “His Kingdom, Right Here {Part 2}”
His Kingdom, Right Here {Part 1}
It was about three years ago last month that God brought one of the most incredible women I’ve ever met right to our front door. It was dark out and we were settling down into our wooden home at the end of a crumbling road in a crumbling society. We opened the door with hesitationContinue reading “His Kingdom, Right Here {Part 1}”
{Don\’t} Be Careful
We recently invited a young hippie couple to live with us for an undefined period of time. We met them randomly about two months ago when they were walking down the street to sell their artisans. Our friend and ministry partner saw them with their awesome instruments {and awesome hair!} and said it would beContinue reading “{Don\’t} Be Careful”
The Futility of Busyness {and the richness of waiting}
a reflection of three years living and loving overseas When I close my eyes and {try to} imagine Christ, for some reason I never picture Him up and running around, busy. I picture a peaceful calm. Yet at the same time I know He is constantly at work among us, through us, in us. WhenContinue reading “The Futility of Busyness {and the richness of waiting}”
Life Off the Bandwagon
As I watch from a distance the United States becoming a huge mess, I have very conflicting emotions. On the one hand, I long for God to open eyes so that we remain the Land of the Free and Home of the Brave. But on the other hand, I simply wait and pray. After all,Continue reading “Life Off the Bandwagon”
Grace from His Fullness
Sitting there in the corner of that little 500 square foot house, I looked around the room at the little faces of the kids that had gathered together that Saturday afternoon, almost thirty of them. It was hot and cramped and little two-year-old Francisco was not happy that his mom had brought him there. TaiwaniContinue reading “Grace from His Fullness”
Pancakes and Prayers
It was one of those evenings that I nearly gave in to the temptation to skip story time and prayer time all together. The day had been great mind you, but I was tired from the Amazon sun and was flying solo for the evening while Richard had stayed back in Benjamin to finish upContinue reading “Pancakes and Prayers”
If It Were Me
We drove by her in the taxi today. Her daughter was by myside and I pulled her in closer to me, just in case she had spotted her, too. I felt it in the pit of my stomach, rising up as it does every time we cross paths. Even if she doesn’t see me, IContinue reading “If It Were Me”
Six Things Not to Say to an Adoptive Parent
I recently posted a blog that I have been working on for some time. It took me a while to write it because I wanted to be sure it accurately conveyed my heart but was honest about something that it seems is lacking in the adoption community. I wrote it knowing that I was openingContinue reading “Six Things Not to Say to an Adoptive Parent”
S T R E A M S + T H O R N S 