You all saw this one coming. I realize that this blog is two months late, so hopefully you can still appreciate it. I really wanted to share some pict...
[Okay, not really. But I think He probably would have had it.] This post is my heart. And my heart is bleeding a lot as I write this. Whil...
Some of you think God doesn't move anymore. You think God doesn't speak today. You think the Gifts of the Spirit have ceased. You think that miracl...
I've typed this blog out too many times. I've come to this Word document too many times. I've stared at this screen too long. I don't know how to...
Jesus whispered, "Kiss babies." I am standing under a roof made of scrap metal next to a preschool. I am watching dozens and dozens and dozens and do...
I slammed the door and ran outside to the field. I didn't know what I was doing or where I was going, I just knew I needed to be alone. The gras...
"I can't give away my money, I'm saving to be a missionary." Probably the most pathetic oxymoron ever. But that is my number one excuse for not livi...
On a ridiculously hot African Summer morning in January 2010, I had the privilege to go to a church that Surprise Sithole, International Director of I...
Wake up. Too early to a room that is too cold. Read my bible for two hours. Thankful that I can cuddle under a soft electric heated blanket. ...
