Category Archives: Other
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A year ago today, I turned 30. I was home-less, job-less and facing a significant swing in my identity. I felt much older than 30 and also much younger. I remember feeling that this year MUST bring change. That I … Continue reading
My girl
I love the way she smiles, sassy, at me . . . . .grins ear-wide and heart-full and tosses her blond head and darts away. The way she marches into her fear, shoulders back and eyes sea-green as always . … Continue reading
Junkyard Wonders
” Don’t you realize what a junkyard really is? It is a place full of wondrous possibilities! What some see as bent and broken throwaways are actually amazing things waiting to be made into something new. Something unexpected. Something surprising.” … Continue reading
Brain-bursts make beauty
We walk in the woods, quiet, with the shine of sun overhead and the roar of water all around but my mind; it is not quiet. Not still. It races I sweep the floor, quick and wash dishes tirelessly and … Continue reading
Things I love . . . .
poetry, written by my daughter. . . . She wrote this for a school project; I think it’s amazing.
Gifting
We like simple christmas but we like so much about it that sometimes it threatens to spill away from simple towards crazy and hectic and overwhelming. We can get caught up in too much of a good thing, occasionally. So … Continue reading
Christmas, our style
A kind friend kindly (but FIRMLY) encouraged me to write more here and to write more about my daily life . . . . I suppose after life in Bundibugyo, most of life as a mother and student in America … Continue reading
The biggest gift
We send David off alone . . . . into a rainy night of flights across wide country to our east-coast roots. He goes to be re-united with family; as is supposed to happen in Jubilee year. They need him … Continue reading
Culture of Honor
Wednesday night, our new church celebrated “Hope for a Nation”, a night of worship, prayer and speakers meant to ignite a passion for intercession and action amidst the Christian community of our city. Though we don’t believe in politics as … Continue reading