Captain Amy & the Golden Eggs
What is it about the name Amy? I honestly don’t think I know a bad one. I’ve traveled to the other side of the world to serve the discarded...
You May Have a Point – but You’re Wrong.
I’ve heard it said that short-term mission trips can be damaging, that they are little more than easy ways for people to pacify an itch to be Santa Claus....
Something is Missing
We gathered in a church classroom at the Christian Alliance for Orphans Summit – a group of strangers joined at the heart with a passion for orphan care and...
Amy and the Long Road (McLoud, OK).
It’s been three weeks since tornadoes ravaged neighborhoods in Central Oklahoma. The sides of the road are still littered with the ripped remnants of shredded homes. Here in McLoud,...
The Giving Key.
The doors of the plane were closing as he hurried down the aisle to find an empty spot in the crowded plane. Michelle and I were attempting a classic...
Hush. There’s Hope.
The windows are open, filling the room with sweet spring green beauty and the symphony of birds. There is a hush to this day. And then sirens in the...
Hey Andrey, I’m sorry.
I first met you in 2007. The room at Orphanage #2 was crowded and stuffy, and there were new shoes everywhere. You waited patiently as each child was seated...
Anatoly, the Protector
When I first began blogging about my journeys with the discarded, the posts read like diary entries. With rare exception, the words had a similar flow to them –...
Irina, the Promise Keeper
A four-hour journey over snow-packed roads leads to the village of Tikhvin in the Leningrad region of Russia. It’s a lovely place, with a nice shopping district and lots...
The Green Dress. What We Know Now.
The steel grey winter sky is a familiar welcome. I’ve heard the summers in St Petersburg are beautiful – with only four hours of darkness, the city comes alive...
Give Us Vision, Lest We Perish.
In simple humility, let our gardener, God, landscape you with the Word, making a salvation-garden of your life.” James 1:21MSG The single beautiful blossom greeted me at the Jamaica School...
true compassion (a reminder for those who serve)
Let us not underestimate how hard it is to be compassionate. Compassion is hard because it requires the inner disposition to go with others to the place where...
