Let’s be real. You have been a year of taking and breaking. From relationships to voices to toenails to teeth. You have been full of moments I’d never experienced before. Nor particularly desire to experience again. Watching death close in. Feeling the impact of two vehicles collide. Visiting loved ones in the hospital. Although it’s … Continue reading Dear 2016
I woke up annoyed of being stared at. I was different. I was a gringo… a white person. Therefore, I was constantly being watched, especially in a room of teenage Guatemalan girls. The compassion in me was dwindling and the numbness had been growing for some time. This was the beginning of me realizing it, … Continue reading The Least of These
I’m spending this summer in Guatemala to work with kiddos who’ve never known love until they came to the children home, Casa de Mi Padre. My first week here, however, was spent with a team from home in Antigua. We worked with YWAM and had the great oppotunity to be involved in many of their … Continue reading Antigua Adventures
“As he was drawing near—already on the way down the Mount of Olives—the whole multitude of his disciples began to rejoice and praise God with a loud voice for all the mighty works that they had seen, saying, “Blessed is the King who comes in the name of the Lord! Peace in heaven and glory … Continue reading Motivated by Love
Home Sweet Home, right? The land of toilet paper, hygiene, organization, punctuality, and freedom. The land of english, beef, choices, and abundance. The land of Chipotle. But being home isn’t easy. Upon coming home, I felt overwhelmed at the choices, the possibilities for the future, the unknown. It’s hard to not be in control sometimes. … Continue reading Love is for now
We found her. Sakina. The woman I’ve heard all about through Kadi’s Instagram and Vicki’s talks. As we walked away from Thamel, away from the Garden of Dreams, we prayed. We crossed the chaotic street and kept walking. Then we got a glimpse of something. Someone. Sitting still on the street amidst everyone rushing by. … Continue reading Sakina
Village life is simple. No time crunches. Everything just is. Everyone just is. They have places to be, but they’ll get there when they get there. First, tea. Sleep happens in a tin roof shack under mosquito nets. You go to bed when it gets dark and wake up when it’s light out. So simple. … Continue reading The Simple Life.