This morning as I sit in my living room sipping my homemade pumpkin spice latte (yes even here I enjoy a little taste of fall!), the sounds just outside my gate door are filling my morning with smiles and a grateful heart.
The sounds of the goats and sheep as the rummage for food, bleating, baa-ing and crying for their babies to come and join them. Sometimes I have to get up and check and make sure it isn't a human kid that's crying or yelling. They meander around under our shade trees...
Monday, September 16, 2013
Friday, September 6, 2013
In public
When we first moved into our neighborhood there was a young lady, "Julie" who always seemed to be in the middle of everyone else. She was the leader, the boss, the bully. Anytime the kids got to out of control, she was the one who put them in their place. And she was constantly seeking my attention, trying to talk to me, teaching me and hanging with me.
Over the last three years she's grown up into that phase where it's uncool to talk to adults, even toubaakoos (white people). So when...
Friday, August 30, 2013
Wednesday, August 7, 2013
Real faith
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Friday, June 28, 2013
Too soon
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Wednesday, June 19, 2013
As happy as a bird with a french fry
"I will not go hooommmmeeee. I will not go hooommmeeee. I will not go.....".
Every time we visit Michael's house his second youngest daughter "Sarah" begs and begs to go on a car ride. One time we took her mom, her sister and her down the street on our way home and her mom had to literally drag her out the car while she screamed bloody murder. I tried really hard not to laugh but it was hilarious....
Sunday, June 16, 2013
The little things

When I went back to the States it was really surreal. On the way back home it felt like I hadn't been gone very long, but when we drove up to my family's house and the trees were 10 ft taller, the house was completely redecorated and landscaping was different it felt like I had been gone longer than 3.5 years.
The few people I saw asked three questions: How does it feel to be back home? What do you...
Friday, June 14, 2013
A wedding and many tears

Earlier this year I had another one of those "firsts" that you experience living overseas. Another reminder that you are terribly far away from loved ones and not in any way a part of their normal life any more. Another thing that you don't get to be a part of like others do, another thing that you have to fight to feel like you belong.
My brother got engaged.
This was really hard for...
Friday, May 17, 2013
Harold
Some of you may have heard a smattering on the news a couple months back about some kids in the capital that died in a fire. They were young boys that were given to a teacher so they could learn the Qu'ran. It was devasting and caused a quite a stir in our country, but as quickly as it happened it was forgotten. People moved on with their lives and the uproar was quelched in many hearts.
I have not...
Wednesday, May 8, 2013
Getting rid of the old
Fabric and clothes have been on my mind lately, mostly due to Gazelle Skirt, a fashion blog that some friends up north started. They put out a Outfit of the Day challenge for a week and I thought "why not?" But then I started looking at my clothes and realized that I haven't had a new outfit made in two years!
Having clothes made by a tailor is a normal part of life for me and thousands of other...
Thursday, May 2, 2013
I don't mean to brag
I don't mean to brag, but I have a wonderful husband!
We've been married for 6 years and like most couples we struggle sometimes in the area of communication. I think he should know what I need or want him to do. For whatever reason I think he's psychic. We've talked about these things, yelled about these things, cried about these things, but we always walk away more committed and in love than before.
You...
Tuesday, April 23, 2013
Almost drowning
In October I had the privilege of translating for a team in a village about an hour away. I love translating, although it can be very hard, because it sometimes gives me that extra push to be bold that I need. Anyway, I was translating in the compound of a man that had heard the Gospel a year prior and he listened intently to everything that was being said and kept saying "This is good. This is good."...
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