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Dancing in the Kitchen
Living like there is more to life is deeply connected to living well now. And while death brings that perspective, so can dancing.
Writing in the Dark is Tricky
I come bowling in with my unadjusted eyes, squinting in the dark, and then writing about it for everyone to read. Bit of a cocky move really.
The Parts of Ourselves We Hide
Some of us are blessed with the ability to hunt out the ugly parts of ourselves, name it, and agonisingly carve it out. Some of us aren’t.
The Kids Are Spilling Out Of The House
It’s hard to understand a pain this deep from a distance. It’s hard to give voice to something this deeply unutterable.
Looking My Demons In The Eye
Do you know what’s worse than looking demons in the eye? Looking at the darkness and realizing that it’s just my own fallen state. That’s a tough one to come back from.
Eyes On The Prize
The thrill that I felt when I was finally walking off of the plane into Budapest was crazy high. The work that we had done for 3 years had led us to this moment, and it gave me the ultimate sense of achievement.
Fat Missionary
I’m sure this isn’t going to be a new and strange story for you. It’s a fairly common struggle for western women these days.
Four Short Book Reviews for January 2022
This year started in a buzz of momentum with a few extra hours for reading. So naturally (because I’m over 30), I made it one of my New Year Resolutions to read more this year.
When It’s on the Child
It’s one thing having to lie in the bed we made, but every morning Minna comes bounding out of her room toward ours for a quick snuggle in that bed, literally and figuratively.
Habits over Goals
These automatic habits that I had fallen into were actually stealing time away from me and causing me to rush with the things that deserved a good amount of time. I was becoming far too busy because I was actually being wasteful.
The Comparison Trap
If I can take the time to understand why things work a certain way here in Budapest, and if I can be open to seeing the good in it, perhaps I will settle in more wholesomely.
First Week Of The Rest Of Our Lives
Not gonna lie it’s been hard. Which serves me right, because I was warned multiple times not to underestimate how difficult it was going to be.
The Permanent Lump in the Back of my Throat
At this moment, the decision to lift my eyes from my reading resulted in the feelings of goodbye and departure starting to bubble up inside.
The Great Unsettling
Unsettling is hard. But I promise you it will be the best thing you ever do.
Graduation and a Speech
I can honestly say I don’t think there have been a lot of people as pessimistic about this course as I was when I first drove in over those gigantic Eastwest signature speed bumps.
The Bittersweet of the Almost Finished
The lack of clarity around Goodbye protocol could make one cry out for the strict regimented structure of olden-day England, and as a woman, that’s saying something.
Four Reasons Why Missionaries Aren't Super Christians
We can be guilty of letting honour and opinion become more important than the actual truth of the calling.
Five Reasons Why Europe Still Needs Missionaries
It’s really easy to think that because Europe has Christian heritage and history, they no longer require missionaries to work there.
Space to Create
I don’t often let myself get bored, but when I do, there seem to be extreme consequences.