Tootsie Rolls. Because Chocolate is Required.
My kitchen is covered in cocoa and sugar, thanks to a wayward bowl that mysteriously jumped off the counter, doing a lovely swan dive as it fell in slow-motion....
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...
In Eden, They Laugh. Loud and Bold and Beautiful.
The road is rough and winding, and at times it feels as if it folds in on itself as it snakes around vine-covered trees and deep valleys. But at...
Embossed Beauty. Ana Maria.
We stood in the kitchen of one of the apartments at Eagle’s Nest. For many of the women, it was more like a castle – there was running water,...
Base de Tarta. Facile y Rapido y Deliciosa. (It’s Kitchen Therapy in Guatemala)
As I write this, the sun is rising over volcanos in Guatemala. In the distance, Fuego (one of the largest and most active) occasionally greets the land with a...
Praying from Z to A.
It was a rather purposeful accidental thing. I sat in the dark technical booth in the back of the room, with a lighting board to my left and a...
A Growing Ache.
I’ve been pondering a lot lately. Maybe it’s the time of year. It seems things just get more “real” when summer starts to wind down. Or maybe it’s all...
Peanut Oatmeal Bars. Make them. Give them away.
If a grocery list includes powdered sugar, chocolate, butter, oatmeal – plus fairy dust, ribbons, Sharpies, and craft sticks – I know it’s going to be the start of...
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...
johnny coco and the rockstar life.
It is in Him that we live and move and keep on living. Acts 17:28 (new life) I love this guy. He flew across the ocean last summer...
smiles and waves and nods.
It happens every time I travel to an unfamiliar place. Sitting in a van or a car or a bus, I find myself staring out the window –...
we want to see.
It’s easy to get caught up in trying to figure out if needs are real. I see a homeless woman begging on the street corner and question her motives....
