What I Needed to Know

My second-born awakened in Africa this morning. She got off the plane in Johannesburg, and her six-month Africa mission trip commenced. Some look at this momma-of-a-missionary and think I’m crazy for letting Christianna go. She only just turned 18. She is far, far away. She is spending not one, two, three or four, but six... Continue Reading →


The WORST Missionary

I am the WORST Missionary. No, for real. I am...

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