I cannot count the number of times I have sat in front of a blank screen, topics swirling around in the forefront of my mind, each of which, I decide against for one reason or another. The last several weeks, I have been wracking my brain as to what to share on how our transition... Continue Reading →

It was a difficult choice to make--deciding when to travel across the country to apply for Sarah’s Certified Birth Abroad and passport during a predicted second wave of COVID cases in France. But, ya gotta do what ya gotta do. Elijah meticulously prepared our application and we left Paris on a Wednesday in the middle... Continue Reading →

“It’s like riding a bike.” Such sentiments seem comical to me as I huff and puff over train tracks, around round-abouts and over bumpy bike lanes trying to keep up with Elijah on our way to the store. I haven’t consistently ridden a bike in almost 20 years (goodness, that makes me feel old) and... Continue Reading →

There’s a moment that I take, it consists of deep breath or two, each time I write a thank you note to take stock of the value of the lives we have connected with and how God has brought us together. In that moment, I am usually overwhelmed with gratitude and humbled by all that... Continue Reading →

Therefore, since we are surrounded by so great a cloud of witnesses, let us also lay aside every weight, and sin which clings so closely, and let us run with endurance the race that is set before us…” Hebrews 12:1 I’ve been avoiding my own blog for a while now. Accurately describing the last few... Continue Reading →

Let us not become weary in doing good, for at the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up. Galatians 6:9 Recently, Elijah and I walked the halls of the church we grew up in after presenting to the Children’s ministry and noticed so many changes. New faces, colors on the... Continue Reading →

The subtle comfort of routine isn’t something that most people claim they long for. At least, I had not until now. There are so many small comforts that have existed in my life as stealthy idols: routine, the illusion of independence, solitude. Surely, a pre-field missionary should be excited to toss these aspects of their... Continue Reading →

Normally, I hate surprises. I feel like they catch me off guard and I don’t know how to graciously react to the shock of them. I know a lot of people who thrive on them because of the joy that they can spark. But I am notorious for convincing myself of how things will turn... Continue Reading →

Typically, when we explain to new acquaintances or old friends that we are in the process of joining MAF, they excitedly jump to THE question. (That is, after we clarify what MAF is and “no, Elijah won’t be flying, but he’ll enable other people to do so.") THE driving question that seems to be our... Continue Reading →