I woke up this Thanksgiving morning thinking about something I saw when I went to visit the refugee camps with Partners Relief and Development last month. Something I never expected to see. Kites. I expected to see a lot of things. I expected to see deprivation, despair, despondency. And I did. I expected to see … More Thanksgiving: Like Kites in a Refugee Camp
I didn’t know an empty seat could be so loud. As we all barrel towards this holiday season gathering expectations and desires and visions for the “perfect” celebration like snowballs picking up leaves and twigs and rock and dirt as they roll down a hill, I find myself longing to veer off. To pull away … More Roaring Empty Chairs
We’d taken the tuk-tuk as far as we could into the little village. Getting this far had been an adventure, due to the incoming tide which blocked some passageways and forced us to find other paths. We’d driven alongside the coast, but the powdery sand proved too much for the heavy-laden tuk-tuk, and we’d gotten … More Almost Eight
From the window of my van where we sat stuck in traffic, I watched her pull tops off the parsnips, picking through a stack to choose the best for her family. As she sat them on the scale, I thought maybe she didn’t want to be charged for the extra weight the useless stems might … More The Parsnip Girl
Here I am. Early morning. Staring into the rivulets of rain softly tracing rivers down the airport window. My girls will be waking up soon, getting ready for another day of school. If our lives were drops of water, I know the path they’d be choosing in their chase down the window. Down to the … More Little Drops of Water
A few weeks ago, someone asked me to write a letter to my someday-adult-daughters explaining my heart and hopes for their faith… here’s what I wrote. // My Dear Girls, My favorite time to enter our church’s sanctuary is mid-week. In the quiet. When the lights are off and the hot summer sun is softened … More A Love Letter
