Well friends, you heard it here first. We’re having a baby! We are, indeed, expecting a little one on October 5th, 2014! That’s right, my birthday! We’ve had so much fun over the past 2+ weeks telling all of our immediate family the news and getting to watch their expressions and excitement. Since this pregnancy […]
The church is hopping, quite literally. I see the orphanage kids begin dancing in their pews, itching to get out into the aisle. The worship leader calls us to “dance for the King, unashamedly in His name!” Everyone shouts praises to the Lord, dancing and rejoicing in laughter. We are fools for Christ.
But what will those back home learn from my time gone? Only what I tell them. What will my parents think of Haiti? Only what they hear from me. They trust me, they know me, they’ll take my word for it.
The point being, for you and your mission team, it’s incredibly imperative that you are prepared for the transition back home. Coming home is where the work begins.
He tells me, “your skin is not like mine. It is white, mine is black. But we are the same. You cut me? I bleed red. I cut you? You bleed the same.
Flying over the beautiful Haitian mountains, as the plane ascended, all I could think of was, “When will God call me back? This place has taken a little bit of my heart and it kinda feels like my heart is breaking up with someone.”
In between worlds is where my life exists as a Mission Coordinator. Between Haiti and Arkansas, to be exact. Between kompa and folk music. Between big city and small town. Between moderation and consumerism. It’s an everyday balancing act of life.
Belize is so much more beautiful than a sunset over the Caribbean or the mist that hovers over the Maya Mountains in the morning. Its beauty is hidden just below the surface in the people who live there – the people who welcome you, love you, and change you. I urge you today – please go experience the true beauty of Belize.
Have you been there? Have you ever seen pain without explanation? Hope amidst despair? Redemption in spite of tragedy? Maybe you’ve had experiences where you’ve been moved by compassion to help someone in need, only to realize after helping that you feel a little worse than before? Then chances are, you’ve probably been wrecked. What […]
The rest of us non-moms can see you without the blinders of this pressure filled and opinionated society. So can your kids.
When we live the life that Christ lived, people notice that our way of life is set apart from the world.
So if you missed the opportunity yesterday, try to take advantage of it today.
His heart and eyes and dreams are so colorful, so beautiful and big. My heart aches for his future. I plant a firm kiss on his blistering hot and sweaty forehead and whisper prayers of provision over his life.