.jpg)
I love words. My love for reading began in elementary school. My love for writing also began in elementary school, died in middle school, an...
Redeemed Wanna be Punk Teens
A week ago, I met with an old friend to chat about life. This old friend was one of my best friends in middle school. Jeff, Caycee, and I we...
Never Good Enough
Last week, I went to a Bible study about how we are perfect in Christ . It was meant to combat the lie that we believe about how we are neve...
Why I Fail at Raising Financial Support
Last summer, I really disliked raising support to go to Ghana. It was hard, but I learned a lot from the experience. I thought this summ...
Enjoying the Playground
The other day, I spent the morning and afternoon hanging out with two of my little cousins. They're eight and six. Our day together taug...
Cherishing Caribou Coffee
I love Caribou Coffee. But it's not because of the coffee, or the environment, or the baristas (even though I like them a lot!), or th...
A Glimpse at My Time in Ghana
Since I've been back in the U.S., I've been trying to summarize my time in Ghana well. I understand that not everyone wants a novel ...
Let Freedom Ring!
I am not patriotic. I love America like I love my parents' dog: it's fun and pleasant when I'm around it for a small period of ...
Prayer Letter: June 2013
It's hard to believe it's already July! Even though I have been in the U.S. this past month, five of my teammates finished out their...
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
