Kenya

More Than Lace Hearts

When I was growing up, we made all our Valentine’s Day cards by hand. The dining room table would be covered with pink, red, and white construction paper, lace doilies, crayons, glue, glitter, and markers. My sister and I would construct cards for our parents, our grandparents, and…

Digging a Well

When I was in Kenya, part of our group was helping to dig a well. Without a locally available intensive infrastructure, water comes from the ground. You hope that the water table is high enough to reach, but also deep enough that the water is relatively clean. Without the infrastructure, everything…

In the Driver’s Seat

In my culture, earning your learners permit and drivers license is a rite of passage. Parents will rib their friends and say to watch out now that their kid is now on the road. Like most of my peers, I got my permit and license as soon as I could. I remember driving my sister and our friends…

Pragmatic Style

I have a very distinct style. Some might say that I don’t have any style, but, that’s not exactly true. I attempt to wear what I think is required in the situation or setting, but I also can’t stand to wear uncomfortable clothes. As a teenager, my daily wear was a T-shirt and jeans, and it didn’t…

A Simple Pie

Since I moved to my new home town, to my new church and my new house, I have been cooking. I have been both experimenting a little, and trying some old favorites.

One of these favorites is my “World Renowned, Prize Winning, Chocolate Chip Pie.”

Blessing and Prosperity

Prompt: This is a prosperous time of life for you.

Actually. I haven’t been paid yet.

My life is prosperous right now. Too many people claim a gospel of prosperity that is founded in cash and possessions alone. And yes, right now I am…

A Tale of Two Houses

Thursday Morning.

So, wow. A new house. Morning two in the first house of our own. I don’t think it is very common for newly married couples, especially those right out of school to get to move into a four bedroom house only a little over a month after they are…

A Thanksgiving

Soft sheets. Climate controlled room. An actual shower. Something nice.

Hospitality embassy style is Doritos when you haven’t seen them since May.

The cook prepared me breakfast, and then we went to the store, and she bought me the supplies I needed…

Pancakes

While I was in Kenya this summer I stayed with a number of host families. Mary, one of my Mamas while I was there told me near the beginning of the week that one of her favorite foods from America were pancakes. I knew I could make pancakes. I usually make them Aunt Jemimah style, you know, just add water and…