Digging Ditches

Sometimes it’s the in between spaces of life that become the most important in the end. And sometimes what is most required is a perspective shift. Last week I started reading Helen Roseveare’s book, Digging Ditches, and what an amazing, God-focused read it has been! There is probably no author or missionary I love more … Continue reading Digging Ditches

My Friend, Fernando

Can you hear the drums, Fernando? I remember long ago another starry night like this. He was a beautiful soul and I miss him already. Just as I miss his cousin of sorts, Rip, who died just two days before him. Fernando was one of my favorites. He had a quiet personality and preferred to … Continue reading My Friend, Fernando