Straddling Two Worlds

April 9, 2018

Merely two months away from our first home assignment after four years of life in PNG and we find ourselves in the awkward position of straddling two worlds. We’ve got one foot on the ground here in PNG – flying, teaching, raising kids, washing dirty clothes, and peeling carrots – while our other foot has […]

Six Little Arms, Two Hands

December 4, 2017

Six Little Arms, Two Hands – A Tribute to Sundays at Church We sit, well, I sit You all cuddle and cleave Your hair in my face Your faces in my sleeve I have two hands That’s all, just two Yet six arms are clinging And make it hard to move It’s the weight of […]

Commentary on the Commentaries on Life

February 12, 2017

“No eye has seen, no ear has heard, and no mind has imagined what God has prepared for those who love him.” But it was to us that God revealed these things by his Spirit. For his Spirit searches out everything and shows us God’s deep secrets. No one can know a person’s thoughts […]

Am I Enough?

January 22, 2017

Am I enough? A voice whispers in the depths of my spirit. Fear, doubt, grief, and anger swirl through my heart and the feet of my soul struggle for anchor. I thrash, I despair, I fight, and I surrender. And in the midst of the quiet, soul-churning chaos I hear, Am I enough? I’ve heard […]

The Nineteen Hour Thanksgiving

December 14, 2016

We have a tradition Sunday evenings. A lot of families around here do and while most of the men grumble about it, most of the women cling to it with the tenacity of an ant on a sugar cube. In our family it’s called “mom’s night off”…which sounds more amazing than it actually is. In […]

A 2:45am Departure

August 7, 2016

It was a Sunday evening. I was down at the soccer field like I normally am on a Sunday evening. I was watching a bunch of teenagers play soccer and a bunch of adults trying to play soccer, wishing I could be out there trying too. The sun was getting close to the mountains, although […]

The Ramblings of a Displaced Cripple Part 2

January 27, 2016

I miss my kids. I miss the poopy diapers (though the smells my child emits could blow socks off an octopus), I miss wiping jelly off my four-year-old daughter’s fingernail and off my two-year-old son’s nose and off my five-year-old son’s…well, my five-year-old son. I miss squirting soap in the bathtub as the water’s running […]

The Ramblings of a Displaced Cripple

January 25, 2016

[Wow, it’s been a while since I’ve written. I’m laid up after an ACL reconstruction and I decided to spend some of my time writing, well, rambling, really. So for the next few days anyways, I’m going to ramble on here.] Here I sit. In South Orange County California, in a decent-sized residential house nestled […]

One Year In: A Life and Family Update

July 28, 2015

The end of June marked one year in PNG and by now we’ve all settled into life here to the point that it’s hard to remember anything else. Only as friends are coming back from visits to the States are we remembering what it is like to live outside of this little center we call […]

Isaiah in PNG

November 18, 2014

The book of Isaiah is such an amazing book – I’ve been led there quite frequently in the morning quiet times I spend with the Lord. On my mind in conjunction with this book is the situation with our friends, the Leedahls, who have just had the course of their lives drastically changed. As I wrote […]