Softball Dads

Every dad is different. Some are quiet. Others are loud. Some invest time in the lives of their children through athletics, while others impart joys of music and art. Every dad is different, but there is one group of dads who will always share similar characteristics. They are unique as they are caring. Strong as…

10 Things I Wish I had Known as a First Year Teacher

The kids hear your voice. Tell them who they are and what you see in them as many times as you possibly can. They spend most of their time telling themselves what they are not. You get to be the other voice. ‘No’ is an acceptable answer. That thing you’re doing that’s making you miserable?…

27.

Things I’ve learned at 27: 1. Friends change as life does; that’s okay. 2. You can’t be angry for feeling like your voice isn’t being heard if you’re too scared to speak up. 3. Look for opportunities for impact. Be brave enough to take them. 4. Don’t allow the fact that you spend your days…

Seasons

Saying that this song helped me get through it all may be the understatement of the year.

Dios Bueno Es

I just wrapped up week five here in Baja. That leaves me with two to go. It’s hard to explain how quickly the past five weeks have gone. I am tired but so full of joy, love, and hope. This past week we were back in San Quintin but working with a different church in…

Melany

This week Dee and I have been working with a group in The City of Children. Each morning we load up buses and head to Maneadero to do house visits, hand out food bags, and build beds and bookshelves. Maneadero is the same city where Dee and I spent our entire last week working. On…

Tito

Welcome to week two on our grand adventure in Baja. It was Sunday, our second day at the church in Maneadero. We had just finished eating lunch with the community after service. There were a couple of kids playing soccer outside of the building, so Dee and I decided to hop in. Obviously, the teams…

The Joy of the LORD

“The joy of the Lord is my strength.” I’ve heard it. I’ve sung it. But I think I’ve only fully grasped it a few times in my life. Wednesday was one of those times. It was our last night at the church in Papalote. We had just finished out evening service of prayer and song….

Singing in the Jungle

It was Monday night. The end of day two in the jungle. It was also the end of day two without electricity or running water. When we arrived, we quickly realized that no one seemed too concerned or shocked that that power was off, and the question “Do you know when it’ll be back on?”…