Journal

Gifted with Happiness

To be honest with you, I still hesitate to talk about my gift of happiness. Some voice is whispering in my ear that to be happy means I'm not carrying my fair share of the load . . .

Be that Swell

A good director, when the choir is lost, offers a metaphor—a way for the singers to imagine themselves in the song again. It’s a bodily metaphor, because singing is a bodily function and there’s no un-embodied way to do it. And, perhaps, there’s no un-embodied way to gather in worship together. In our silent time, together we wait: a quiet choir waiting for a cue from an unseen director.

A short reflection on ministering as a young mother

If I had seen women in ministerial leadership, would it have taken me so long to realize that I could be a leader, too?

The Proposal of Hope

A couple weeks ago, it looked like Oscar Mmbali might be forced to leave Belize.

The WIC office on my 29th birthday

I sat in the parking lot of Aldi reciting my name, contact information, and household income to the woman on the phone. Two impatient, squirmy boys sat strapped in car seats in the back of my small sedan as I tried to keep my voice steady. “Umm…when is your next available appointment? April 26? Yes, that’s fine.”

Bible Study: And a Child Shall Lead Them

Recently I had the opportunity to participate in a leadership conference held in Kakamega, Kenya. Conference organizers invited Friends leaders from each FUM Yearly Meeting in Africa, along with representatives from other Friends organizations. The conference provided an opportunity for Friends to look at their past, celebrate their accomplishments, acknowledge their mistakes, and envision how God will guide them moving forward.