I have spent the past two days going through scraps of paper in my Aunt Betty’s house. As she moves closer to the fullness of life beyond this temporary body, going through her things seems an invasion of privacy. Yet, I have learned a lot in these past two days. Going through scraps of paper … Continue reading Scraps of Paper
In the Silence
In the silence, images float across my mind... Images of orphans running in the night. Fleeing for their lives. Dancing in freedom, that isn’t really freedom, but feels like it. Their smiles glow, even with pain behind their eyes. They are beautiful. Images of teachers and pastors moving forward. Knowing the hard truth. Getting up … Continue reading In the Silence
I saw God at the Dump
I have heard Isaiah 61 preached. I have seen it proclaimed from the stage in drama. I have sung it, but I have never heard it like I did at the dump in Nicaragua. The Spirit of the Sovereign Lord is on me... because the Lord has anointed me to proclaim good news to the poor. He has sent me to … Continue reading I saw God at the Dump
The Beauty of Nicaragua
A Parent Vision Trip (PVT) is when parents of World Racers go to the field for a week to be with their kids in another country. They get to do ministry with their sons and daughters. It is a life changing trip. I am fortunate enough with my job, to go along on these trips … Continue reading The Beauty of Nicaragua
International Women’s Day
I awoke to a ding on my phone from a friend in Uganda wishing me a happy International Women’s Day. I thanked him for his well wishes, and promptly went to look up what International Women’s Day is. I found it originally began in New York, but after Russian women got the right to vote … Continue reading International Women’s Day
Aunt Betty
When I was a little girl, my Aunt Betty used to take us to the symphony. She is a music lover who wanted to pass her passion on to the next generation. She did that for my brother, sister, and me, since she never married or had children of her own. We were her charges, … Continue reading Aunt Betty
What About the Children?
My heart has pulled into its shell for protection, just like a turtle. In the wake of all the usual voices after a school shooting tragedy, it cannot handle the quagmire of clogged minds. It cannot handle the thoughts of children stopped from fulfilling their life dreams, or the images of teachers-turned-decoys with targets on … Continue reading What About the Children?
Dear MSDHS
Dear Marjory Stoneman Douglas High School, You have made the list every school hopes to avoid…the school shooting list…the mass casualty list. The lock-down training you had, didn’t take into account a false fire alarm. The hide-and-go-seek plan didn’t work as well as you believed it would, because training cannot cover every possible scenario a … Continue reading Dear MSDHS
My Comfort Zone
I have been back from Uganda for 2 weeks. Back in my comfort zone. I have hot and cold running water just a few steps away at any given moment. My electricity works all the time. I have 3 types of ovens and a stovetop, as well as a refrigerator, which is full of food … Continue reading My Comfort Zone
As a Matter of Fact…
The story of how I got involved with a South Sudanese refugee camp in Uganda is an interesting one. I have been asked about it enough times I thought it might be a good idea to write it down. Sometime in the fall of last year, a question popped in my head demanding an answer. … Continue reading As a Matter of Fact…
Michelle's Mosaic 