India
Having just returned from a short term mission trip to India, my mind is full of all kinds of thoughts – about India, about orphans, about lepers. About brothers and sisters in Christ coming together and transforming from individuals into…
Having just returned from a short term mission trip to India, my mind is full of all kinds of thoughts – about India, about orphans, about lepers. About brothers and sisters in Christ coming together and transforming from individuals into…
Let me start off by saying this: I don’t hate most busy seasons. I willingly make choices that create busy seasons. I like the sense of accomplishing something, of being part of something big. And as I said last week,…
It’s been three weeks since my last post – and the couple before that were each a week “late” as well. I’d set a goal to post weekly and to be honest, I’ve missed writing. It’s been life-giving to me. …
Over the years I’ve found myself having conversations that include the question “Is it okay if I _________?” [Or alternatively, the declaration that “There’s nothing wrong with ________.”] I’ve been on both sides – as the one saying those things…
I recently returned from Connecticut. It was my first visit back after moving to Georgia eleven months ago. So here are some thoughts on friends and community – and what I’m being challenged to do. It was wonderful to…
The primary part of my job at Adventures in Missions is working with parents of World Racers. Here's something I link to every time we have a new set of World Race parents. Eugene Peterson (perhaps best known for The…
I’ve always had an uncomfortable relationship with praying for healing. I can easily get caught up in “What if it doesn’t happen?” Or “What if I my faith isn’t strong enough to believe it will really happen? Or “What if…
Erwin McManus, in a couple of the talks I’ve heard him give, has posed this question: Why are some people transformed as they go through things and other people are not transformed? Why do some move on, and some stay…
There are times when tears come unexpectedly for me. When my emotions feel close to the surface, ready to spill over. A day feels melancholy. Or I feel knots starting to form in my stomach. I feel particularly lonely. Something…