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Headaches happen, but life goes on
I've not had a bad headache in years. But I had one last night. I had forgotten how much that kind of headache can impact your life the next day.…
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When there’s no one to meet you at the airport
Stepping off the plane for the first time in Burundi, I wondered what we had gotten ourselves into. I stood with my husband and two very young children on the…
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It makes no sense when facing unspoken moments of choice
The past few weeks have been harsh. I'm tempted to think, "If this is what the beginning of the year looks like, I'm not looking forward to how the rest…
Who is your best friend?
What are the qualities you value in a best friend? Who is your best friend? Do you have a best friend? My husband, Jamie, is my best friend. In just…
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Push the envelope when you are feeling dusty
Do you "push the envelope?" Have you waited a bit longer to service your car than you should have or asked for an extension on a deadline? Or let dust…
Living and working, how to keep eternity in mind
If you’ve been around here for any time on the Shift, you know that I’ve been living and working on the continent of Africa for almost all of my adult…
The water is off today, how to live with unpolished nails
The water is off today. I thought I had prepared for the usual water cut by setting the timer on my washer. Sad fact: I had this washer for over…
The Keeper
HIstory was written on His face - not old - but ancient, The lines told a tale older than time, He was the Keeper.
When sparrows fly: a journey from broken to beautiful
Simply put, brokenness and scars make us perfect candidates to carry God into a broken world. We can relate! This also means that when we are out among the storms and waves of this world, we will be wounded again.
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No more laundry: a journey in grief
I wasn't expecting this memory to come up today. It's been nine years, nearly ten, since my brother, Matthew passed away. In the past few weeks, I've been thinking about…
