Bridges and Boundaries

Bridges and Boundaries

Missionaries move a lot. Our three-year-old Giant tagged along as we traveled from place to place. To place. From his home in smalltown Poland to a missionary-house in smalltown South Carolina where his tiny sister (Bean) joined us. Then we were off to Lithuania, merely dropping nine out of ten suitcases off at our new […]

Resentment (AKA I Didn’t Sign Up for This.)

Resentment (AKA I Didn’t Sign Up for This.)

Once upon a time, I had only three goals. (1) Become a teacher. (2) Become a wife and mother. (3) Become a missionary. I never bothered to prioritize. Any order in which the Lord allowed me to succeed was acceptable. Not succeeding? Not an option. And it never occurred to me that those two little […]

Motherhood is Ministry.

Motherhood is Ministry.

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 […]

The Mouth Speaks…

The Mouth Speaks…

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 […]

I Am a Writer.

It struck me recently that I’m a writer. Now, I don’t mean for you to believe that I haven’t been aware of this until recently. It’s the fact that it struck me. Hard. There are days when I don’t have time to write. This is a week full of those days. And my soul burns, […]