First of all, thank you for your prayers while I was in Budapest. What a week! I’ll just say God is good. His right hand held me up, and His eyes roamed to and fro keeping an eye on my suitcase, wherever it was. I’m home, the bag arrived three days later, and I love […]
My plane. My children and BWIMH. My heart. My plane is parked on a rain-slicked tarmac as the pilot waits . . . and waits . . . for permission to take off. My children and Boyfriend-Who-is-My-Husband are back at home by now, taking a unified stab at life-without-Mom. They’ll do well, but it will […]
For me, missions was the ultimate bait and switch. God didn’t bait me; He called me. I, unfortunately, have to own up to baiting myself. My own deliriously wrong expectations of Life-as-a-Missionary were the culprits. I think this happens often. God is clear in His design, in His plan. And we precious, finite humans figure […]
At lunch today, the conversation was exponentially better than the meal. Don’t get me wrong. The meal was great. I’m quite the chef. Anyhoo, several of us had cleared out to take care of after-lunch duties, and I sat alone with Short Son, munching on salad. I said, “Hey, of all the things and people […]
Jesus said, “…the mouth speaks out of that which fills the heart.” As it concerns my tale today, you may decide whether or not this is a good thing. I’m sharing because it made me laugh. Bend over, hold my stomach, laugh. Boyfriend-Who-Is-My-Husband and I are very intentional in using every possible opportunity to teach […]
See what I’m up to out there…