Stories
written by Ronne Rock
Day 20: Susani, Romania. She became my constantly smiling photography assistant for four days. We dodged soccer balls at sports camp and ate sarmali and mici (cabbage rolls and...
Day 19: Anywhere you are. Taste and see. Drink in Sabbath. Let it flood your heart with deep rest. I’m praying for you today. 🙂
Day 18: Eden, Jamaica All around us is the busy quiet of learning at the Jamaican Christian School for the Deaf. Â Every classroom is full of students – kids...
Day 17: Cliciova, Romania We walked along the rutted roads, offering bibles, groceries, and prayer to anyone who might welcome them. Marioara found the rare visit to her home...
Day 16: Nairobi, Kenya We walked through the dusty streets of the slum, the trash dancing to find a home beneath our feet. There was a lonely ache that...
Day 15: Jinja, Uganda We listened to the symphony of birdsong under the brilliant Ugandan morning sky at the guest house where he worked as a guard. He told...
Day 14: Montego Bay, Jamaica The quiet and noise battling for position, the shadows marking their territory – and the words that cause my heart to ache for the...
Day 13: Austin, Texas. People ask when he wrote the first love note. It was a first morning of rest after a many night journey, and the balcony reminded...
Day : Anywhere you are. (there’s something about a coffee cup that lets me breathe) There’s rest in simply being still, in quiet spaces where your heart can slow...
Day 8: Solola, Guatemala. The market overwhelmed our senses – raw meat hanging from hooks, fresh spices in flour sacks, and colors so rich they could be felt like...
Day 10: Galveston, Texas. We drove slowly through the neighborhood next to the place called BackTrack and far from the water and beaches where seven million people play each...
Day 9: Near the US border. Ten days in Kenya. Six days in Guatemala. And just enough hours between them to do a load of laundry and collect a...