This has been a long pause on my part. I apologize for that. Sometimes in my pauses, the silence grows and builds like a snowball rolling down a snow-laden hill. That big ball gains both size and speed as it rolls down. However, I am not trying to build a …

It’s not that I’ve been homeless for the last 3&1/2 years. I’ve been so blessed to serve God around the world and to have strangers, friends, AND family open their homes to me. Now I’m settling in. I’m letting my roots go down deep.  Friends? It’s a bit scary to …

How, then, can they call on the one they have not believed in?  And how can they believe in the one of whom they have not heard? And how can they hear without someone preaching to them? And how can they preach unless they are sent? As it is written, “How beautiful …

Bleep… Bleep… Bleep… Bleep… 6:30AM and my alarm clock is annoyingly persistent in its duty to inform me, “IT IS TIME TO GET OUT OF BED!” My arms are clumsy as they unwind what has become my sheet burrito entanglement, so I can physically leave my bed. I’m thirsty. Now, …

Hey Thailand, hey there new country. Hey my new home away from home. I feel like two different people right now. One of me is SO excited to be back in this country!  And this other part of me is a bit blue about having said, “goodbye,” and, “see you …

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When my much more freaked out and timid self began hearing God’s invitation to journey with him to the nations, there was a lot of fear. In my own mind there were thoughts beckoning me to remain safely where I was. Tempting me to remain in the middle of the …

So, in the laced inside my time in Tennessee there are these moments. They seem to come out of nowhere— these exquisitely precious God encounters. They are slow moving seconds squished together from hurts and love and God. I’ve had the ability to speak God’s love into these pieces of some friends’ …

Time and memories feel slippery to me. Like sand or water escaping cupped hands and clenched fingers. I’m not an equal opportunity memory grabber though.  I am quite selective about the moments I want to keep– I have no desire to hang on to them all! I am guilty of wishing away some (being stuck …

My to-do list is ridiculously long. I’m thankful for each item on it— from the ability to do laundry (hey we all love clean clothes!) to the people I get to reconnect with before I go back to Thailand. A friend had asked if I would make her some pottery. …