O Death, Where is Your Victory?

Last weekend our neighbor died.  I'm still thinking about it because the circumstances around his death and the response to his death are nothing I've ever experienced.  And, it was our children's first encounter with death, up-close.   Beto was 23.  He was born and lived his entire life in this little village called Cacalotepec (population:… Continue reading O Death, Where is Your Victory?

Called to Live in the Epitome of Weakness: Proving the Power of God

Today I flunked an exam.  It does not feel good.  I am in Spanish language school, full-time.  All "good" missionaries study language intensively in order to communicate with the people whom they seek to serve.  And of course God gives all "good" missionaries a natural aptitude to master a second language.   Or not.  … Continue reading Called to Live in the Epitome of Weakness: Proving the Power of God

Fix Your Eyes

Our dog almost drowned.   My husband and oldest son thought it would be CRAZY fun to paddle in our tandem kayak at full speed from the calm brackish river straight into the foaming mouth of the Pacific Ocean.   Our little super-dog did not want to miss out.   He ran into the river… Continue reading Fix Your Eyes

Surprise Pregnancy at 40: How Do We Respond When God Does the Unexpected?

I'll be 40 when this August comes around. On that same day our oldest son will turn 16.  Just a week later our daughter will turn 7.  And a month before our baby is due to arrive, our middle son will turn 11. It has been years since I changed a diaper, bought a sippy cup… Continue reading Surprise Pregnancy at 40: How Do We Respond When God Does the Unexpected?

Jesus Came, and Was Called Salomé.

This year, my daily morning prayer goes something like this: " I'm all yours, Jesus.  I trust you.  Fill me afresh Holy Spirit.  Empower me to be love.  Whatever, Papa God, whatever you desire today.  Whomever you send to me today. Wherever you call me, I'll go. Whatever you ask of me, I will give. Let… Continue reading Jesus Came, and Was Called Salomé.

The Benefits of Quitting Facebook.

It's been over a year since I shut down my Facebook account. I quit cold turkey. There have been no withdrawal symptoms whatsoever.  Some called it social suicide, a hibernation of sorts from modern society.  How would people get ahold of me and notify me of important news and happenings?  Some cheered that I joined… Continue reading The Benefits of Quitting Facebook.