my musings

i listened to my girls talk. i looked deep into their eyes. i knew i needed to make a choice. i could choose to enter into their rocky world, or i could look away.

through the hours, the days, the years, she was born of my heart...

I love how the world meets in this place... it's going to be one of the hardest things I've ever done, to climb into my car and drive away...

It had been a few months since I had sat in my church. Those months had been full of waiting on God, pursuing Him, and listening to Him. I knew where He was leading me next would require dying...

She sits beside me, in the passenger seat of the car, and I’m forced to reminisce. A little more than a year ago...

It’s been two and a half years since I left my adoptive country to return to my birth country. You’d think that by now I’d feel at home in my birth country...

dedicated to Savanah, daughter of my heart...

this way of living has enlarged my heart, and I am much richer for it…

when i think of the past five years of my life, words evade me to fully capture the time that has passed...