A few years ago I met lovely, hilarious Annie in a sand pit. She was brave enough to meet me sight unseen in a Kansas City playground after I'd been quasi-stalking their blog detailing their life in Germany. Annie and husband Walt worked for our organisation at the time, and as often happens...
Read moreA holy strangeness
Here is my current psychosis: Moving across the ocean is a drop in the bucket compared to visiting a new church for the first time. Which is too bad, really, as it's in the job description right now. Visit churches, meet people, listen to their stories, see what...
Read moreI was ugly :: 31 days of messy parenting {day 25}
I think I will regret this, putting it out there. It is so much more, so much heavier - wrought with humility - than a witty 31-day-series tag line. Writing down the words, words I've only said to two, maybe three people... writing them here for you to see.
You will judge me, but I feel compelled. I want to see how truth is beauty. Even ugly truth, made beautiful by what happens, what came, how God was in it anyway.
The beauty, it's all him. The ugly - that's me.
The truth is, I didn't want him.
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