know god deeply. follow him furiously.
July 14, 2016 I have been questioning how I can be satisfied and happy while in another country, miles and hours from my children. Always there is this tension of whether I should be okay when we are apart. I love my children so, and I miss them terribly, but I’m tremendously fulfilled in what I’m doing this week in…
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June 12, 2016 Usually I am hustling around getting children ready for church at about this time on Sundays. Instead, I’m sitting quietly in the yard at the Disciples’ Village campus in Haiti, listening to the soft sounds and soaking up the peace that accompanies this blessed place. We visited a village church today. I could hear a woman praying…
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Women in our culture seem to thrive on busyness. Perhaps we wear it like a badge of honor, proud to be doing so many things and helping so many others. Or maybe it comes from a sense of guilt. We see other women scurrying around and involved in everything under the sun, so we thing we need to as well….
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September 5, 2014 Lord, I love this baby. I love the way he smiles from the inside out. I love his peach fuzz head, his squishy cheeks and chunky thighs. The way he is so ticklish that even changing his clothes produces hysterical laughter. I love how he looks like a cocoon of perfection when he is swaddled snug and…
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July 26, 2014 I look at him looking at me, and I know he knows me. I know him, too. I know how he likes to be held, and what times he needs a bottle. I rub his back as he gets drowsy, and watch his eyelids close. When he wakes up, he’ll want me to hold him. As I…
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July 19, 2014 You’re only one phone call away from feeling different than the day before. Jase’s bio mom called to check on him. All the fearful feelings came rushing back. She doesn’t know him. He doesn’t know her – hasn’t seen her in a solid month. The thought of handing him over to what feels like a stranger scares…
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