A Place to Belong

A Place to Belong

A Place to Belong John and I spent the first five months of our courtship on separate continents. We communicated by email on the weekends and staticky phone calls once a month. That was sixteen years ago, back in the Dark Ages before voice texts were invented. But...
Unattached

Unattached

Unattached In June 2019, we rented a little yellow house from a man with thirteen children. It didn’t require a logic degree to know that our lease would be temporary. No surprise—a year and a half later, a son wants our house for his bride. I immediately began making...
The Sanctity of Rest

The Sanctity of Rest

The Sanctity of Rest This summer, I spent a week at rest a full ten hours away from my prolific bean patch. We went to Indiana to spend a rare visit with my parents. While there, I enrolled my children in swimming lessons and spent almost two hours every morning...
Keeping the Vision Alive

Keeping the Vision Alive

Keeping the Vision Alive Remembering that you are Christ’s ambassador isn’t hard when you have left your own country and live as a stranger in another. Keeping an eternal perspective on life is easier when you step out your kitchen door, look across the field, and...