no accident

“Show me a day when the world wasn’t new.” -Sister Barbara Hance Hope arrives in all different kinds of packages. Today, Hope has taken my hand in the form of dear, dear friends. In the last week, I have felt God whispering in my ear, “It is no...

eight words

Lately, I’ve been thinking about my own fears of being both remarkable and unremarkable. How scary it feels to be average, ordinary, unexceptional. And then, how equally scary it feels to be the big me, to allow myself to dream and to pursue those dreams...

six months

We have now officially been back from Bahrain for six months, which feels hardly possible. In some ways, Bahrain feels like another lifetime ago. And in other ways, like we are still very much re-entering here. I sat down this morning with an idea of what I wanted to...