I hate jigsaw puzzles. Yeah, I just said that. I love games, but jigsaw puzzles mess with me. Even when there’s a box top to look at, they’re just tedious. I could name a few people right now who are reading this and thinking how wrong I am. (I will allow that puzzle-love is in […]
Sometimes, a missionary feels like he’s dying a martyr’s death. Only slow. And on the inside. There are times, of course, when he rejoices that he has the privilege of suffering for such a worthy cause and offers himself up willingly. There are times when The Job eats at his heart like an aggressive cancer. […]
Boyfriend-Who-is-My-Husband is home, and our house is a different world. Giant, Bean, Short Son, Smalls and I did just fine while BWIMH trudged uphill with a wheelbarrow full of cement blocks, dug trenches, mixed and poured concrete, and his fingers stumbled through misspelled conversations with deaf children. I thought my week was hard. But no. […]
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