Missions & Calling

For years, Habakkuk 2:3 was my verse.  If it seems slow in coming, wait patiently.  I found it in Guatemala in 2012 during a season when I desperately wanted to know what God was doing with my life. It became a reminder that even when my future felt uncertain to me, it wasn’t uncertain to

If you have read any of my posts, you may have come to the conclusion that I am insecure and riddled with fear. Fear of my unworthiness, fear of success, fear of being found out to be the fraud I am (that is another subject for another day). As a woman after God’s heart, my

No step laid down by Him is ever laid in vain. He has a purpose for every step, therefore, every step should be taken intentionally and carefully! I learned from the potential move to Guatemala that I need to solely rely on the Lord to guide my steps. Running ahead and making my own plans

I am continually amazed at how God can change hearts in a short amount of time. Yet, if He wanted to, He could change anyone in a second. I am glad He chooses the slower route, so He can walk with us! We have been back for about 5 days and although our surroundings are

She dreaded the task, but it had to be done. Packing again. It felt like she just had done this, but here she was again. Trying to organize her life in a suitcase and 2 carry-ons. She could put it off until later, but it would be better to just get it over with and

The shower was always freezing. The days were always scorching. The A/C was lacking. But leaving Zacapa this morning was so hard. I could barely keep my composure as we drove out of the city that has been our home for 2 months. I have been so consumed with what is to come when we

Weeping may last for the night (or a day or 2), but a shout of joy comes in the morning. Psalm 30:5b (comment mine) The past few days have brought on a very real spiritual attack on my heart, mind and body. I felt sick, lost and, literally at times, found it difficult to breathe.

I could’ve held her forever, but I knew the longer I held her, the harder it would be to let her go…When I walked in the baby room, there were 5 or 6 cribs across the back wall and she stood there in her crib; the last one in the far left corner. Nap time

My flip-flops were not going to cut it; I could tell within a few steps into our climb of the Siete Altares waterfalls. The uneven broken stairs made from multiple rocks were cutting through my thin, old, flimsy flip-flops. Don’t get me wrong, I love my flip-flops, but for this, I was wishing I had

Day 3 – Thursday, July 26 cont. We arrived in San Pedro around mid morning and headed straight to the bathroom, of course! As each one came out of the bathroom, Ashley greeted us with this face of pure joy as she pointed down the hall to the Dunkin’ Donuts sign! The entire group minus