Beginnings, Comfort, Hello, Misfit, Missions, New Year

Assigning Names To My Guest List

I've been busy this past year assigning names to things I went through. The list was long, filled with unfriendly designations like Frustrating, Exhausting, Debilitating, Incredulous and Difficult.

Choices, Love, Misfit, Missionary, Rejection, Serving

The Chips Will Fall

It's hard to live out our convictions in an increasingly hostile world - and I'm not only talking about the hostility we see on the news or internet. In our personal, day-to-day lives it's not uncommon to come face-to-face with intense rejection any time we choose to go against the grain of what is "the norm."

Empty Trees
Choices, Christmas, Misfit, Missions

Empty Trees

If I had chosen differently, my tree would have looked so very different. It would have had better lights, trendier ornaments and more presents underneath. But, it wouldn't have all the beauty represented on it now and room for more beauty to come.

Death, Family, Goodbye, Grief, Loss, Love, Malaria, Missions

I Have No Words

Malaria kills 1,200 children daily, about 50 per hour, around the world. 90% of those deaths occur in Africa. Earlier this year, we handed out 200 mosquito nets in a rural area outside of Bujumbura city and I wonder how we can do more, help more and prevent more deaths.

Choices, Courage, Destiny, Hope, Missions

Shoot For The Moon

I've heard it said that if you shoot for the moon, you might hit the stars. If you shoot for nothing, that is exactly what you will get.

Choices, Comfort, Courage, Destiny, Markets, Missionary, Missions, Obedience, Perspective, Rescue

It Was Good

So what is it that keeps me going when giving up sorely tempts me to walk away? I can answer this question with a question: What is there to go back to?

Family, Goodbye, Missions, Parenting, Perspective, Thankful

A First Time For Everything

It's been said that the love you have for someone can be measured by the pain you feel in their absence. I have found that there's truth to that statement.

Adoption, Family, Mercy, Parenting

The Paintbrush

I have four children, each one is precious to me. My firstborn was the first with everything. He was the first child born to our family. The first one we taught to walk, the first one we walked to school and the first one to leave home. He was the "trial run" that paved the… Continue reading The Paintbrush

children, Church planting, Family, Missionary, Parenting, Perspective, Prayer

The Blessing

Wherever you are as you read this, I pray your eyes be open to the least of those that surround you in your world. I don’t have long, drawn-out answers to explain away the pain of this world. This world we live in is waiting for its redemption from the grasp of sin, until that day God’s answer to suffering lies in the hands of us, His children.