April 16, 2019
When I lived in Eastern Europe, all of us single women missionaries shared a secret. We’d tell each other stories involving this secret. If we had to do something scary and alone, such as cross an unfriendly border carrying contraband materials or travel to a train station in a seedy part of the city at […]
Read More →June 28, 2018
Many people claim the best part of a trip is coming home. But not me, not until recently. I love the going, the being someplace new. But the coming home? Not so much. Not usually. We’ve just returned (at 3:30 a.m.!) from a trip to the other side of the country. The two days of travel […]
Read More →March 19, 2018
I spent my Spring Break week off work in a hospital room in a city an hour away. No, not as a patient. I didn’t experience any excruciating physical pain but I suffered the emotional stress of waiting and watching someone I love hurt. No question that the patient has the harder role, and I […]
Read More →July 4, 2017
It’s been hard for me to come home from Eastern Europe. I leave one home that I rarely get to visit for another. I give up the adventure of travel for the drudgery of routine. I have to remind myself why I love (and why we chose) this place. Places are like families to me. Your feelings […]
Read More →January 31, 2016
I heard a Christian doctor say something recently that I’ve wished wasn’t true. He claimed that, even with all the modern advances in medicine, the average lifespan is still 70 years, 80 at the most. Yes, some live to be 100, but many die way too young. Put them together and it all averages out the same […]
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