The Intersection of faith and preference: It’s not a dropped pin on a map, the crosshairs of latitude and longitude, or a destination accessibl...
The following is a prayer I wrote in my journal earlier this morning and felt led to share on my blog. In my absence of time spent with you, ...
"Yes. And no. I mean..yes. I am glad to be home, but I'm also about a thousand other things," is the response I have given to most people when approac...
Hey friends, family, and sweet supporters! I am nearly 3 months out from landing stateside in November- CRAZY. Approaching my last continent, I have h...
Living with depression on the Race has been quite the adjustment. Without coping mechanisms and comforts at home, it seems to hit harder and linger lo...
I'm sorry if the title was misleading. I actually can't ride my bike without handlebars. I just needed a clever title to make you read this blog. ANYW...
Long time no blog, friends! It's good to finally get back online (and make myself blog). My squad and I are officially in Month 8. This month looks a ...
Tonight, my teammate and I were headed back to our hostel after wifi and tea and we hopped in the back of what we call a “tuk-truck”, the ...
Hey friends! My squad mate Kirsty Marshall wrote this blog and gave me permission to share it. I couldn't deny the opportunity to share with you the h...
One Thousand Words of Mozambique: Week 3 Day 15: 1/25/17 This was, without a doubt, one of my hardest days in Mozambi...
