____________________________________________________________________________ The world is a book, and those who do not travel read only a page. St. Augustine of Hippo ____________________________________________________________________________ Weeks of planning,...
These are the days of miracle and wonder. And don’t cry baby, don’t cry, don’t cry. – Paul Simon, The Boy in The Bubble (Graceland, Warner Bros. Records, 1986) Our memorable and dichotomous day began on the winding mountain road up to Eburru, a...
We may never know her reason for leaving. Did her mother run in fear, in desperation, or simply out of selfishness? In the end, it doesn’t matter anymore. Found crying, hungry, and alone in a vacant rental in Naivasha, the 6-week-old beauty needed a home and a name....
How great is the love the Father has lavished on us, that we should be called children of God! – 1 John 3:1a After 10 weeks away from them, it felt like taking a bath in grace just to see our Naomi’s Village kids for a few minutes on our laptop screen. The...
We are not snapshots, or a mix of grainy impressions strung together in anyone’s mind, not even our own. We were not formed here in flesh primarily to convey cultural messages, create responses, or sell our images. God never intended for any of us to be understood as...
Each of us is born with 100 billion relatively unconnected brain cells, all that we will ever possess. These separate during fetal development into different domains in the brain, areas that later specialize for receiving inputs from our 5 senses, controlling...
