Won’t You Be My Neighbor?
Last week a neighbor popped over to give my children the toys she had earned through her grocery store purchases.
Last week a neighbor popped over to give my children the toys she had earned through her grocery store purchases.
I have a prayer letter to write. It’s been on my to-do list for the past three weeks now —
I am my own and I am mine. In the West, we live by this mantra. We proclaim it with
July — here, in the Southern Hemisphere, the second month of winter. In southern Australia, this means just-above freezing temperatures,
This year for science, my son is studying birds. Part of that study has been keeping a bird watching book,
“And this is my prayer: that your love may abound more and more in knowledge and depth of insight, so
The word good is a staple of my vocabulary. I use it frequently, describing my mood, the work others have
A few months ago, while we were back in the States for the holidays, a dear friend asked me how
As 2018 draws to a close, my family is approaching the two-year mark of cross-cultural ministry. As this anniversary approaches,
It’s not a classroom I’m used to. I’m seated at a long table, chairs gathered around. No orderly desks lined