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The Cost of Discipleship, by Dietrich Bonheoffer is my favorite book. Not because it’s an easy read, either. I couldn’t finish it the firs...
This week I did something a wee bit unusual for me. I cracked open some acrylic paints, grabbed a blank sheet for my canvas, and set to work. Creating...
What is the purpose of spilling out words on a canvas for you? Why do I share what my struggles are, where my heart lays? I have become wor...
Choosing to step outside my Cambodian door I am met by Khmer people whose occupation title reads “begging.” Little boys, girls, moms, aunt...
One day, I woke up and thought to myself: “I’ve been in Cambodia over one month; I should get out and start doing something. Enou...
I feel a deep desperation welling up inside of me; one to search and know the entirety of the Trinity. I want to understand dreams, intercession, a...
My mind can run a million miles a minute. Potentially helpful but when operating in overdrive for long periods of time, complete collapse always comes...
“In this moment where I’m obsessing over whose waist line is smaller, You look at me and say ‘You are my treasured possession.&rsquo...
By the time you’ve read this I’ll have landed safely in Phnom Penh, Cambodia. One hour till landing is a weird journey poin...
No, that heading isn’t a typo – it’s just that this past week has been HARD. I’ve lived trying to hide my head under a pillow ...
