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The process, who really wants to trust?
Processes and procedures, those are two words that I don’t like. When I hear the famous, “trust the process” or “follow procedure” I know it means to wait. No one…
Nothing’s perfect. There will always be one more.
Nothing’s perfect. We can try, and we do, work to bring help to those in need. But, it will never be enough. There will always be one more. It’s tempting…
It’s been a long time coming, I wonder what took so long
It’s been a long time coming. I arrived here in Lilongwe on Saturday after a thankfully uneventful flight. As I disembarked and made my way through customs and baggage claim,…
A bittersweet time, it’s not good to be alone
I rarely travel without my husband and daughter. That is, until this past year-and-a-half when I’ve had to take a couple of trips without them. In February last year, I…
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Living in peace: how to face the twins of doubt and fear
"On the evening of that day, the doors being locked where the disciples were for fear of the Jews, Jesus came and stood among them and said to them, 'Peace…
Put in its place, when the pieces come together
My daughter-in-law, Angela, loves to put puzzles together. I don't have her patience when it comes to puzzles. (BTW, she can also bake. Her baking is worthy of its own…
I did what needed to be done
I had a dream last night. So vivid, I knew it was real until I woke up. When I did, I thought with disappointment, "Oh, it was only a dream."…
Four-color pens and colorful folders, only for the uber-cool
When my youngest daughter, Andreya, was 10 years old, she was busy as an online student with Northstar Christian Academy. She was (and still is) an excellent student and a…
Never offended if you take the high road
I love the fact that Jesus, while He lived on earth, was never offended. He avoided so much inner conflict by remaining unoffendable. He always took the high road. We,…
The strange time of in between
I remember when I was younger, time passed slower than it does now that I am older. I can’t (yet) say I’m old. Nor can I say that I’m young.…
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