freddie…
In the Chemrec slums of Nairobi my heart was stolen by a boy named Freddie. Every face I ran into in the slum was beautiful, but Freddie had this thing. You know, the thing Simon Cowell refers to as the X-Factor. He’s sassy and funny and adorable and has skin...(in)courage june…
Unfortunately I’m still waiting to find that rich Nairobi prince who emails me randomly telling me that he’ll give me one million dollars if I wire some money to him in a private off-shore account. If I see him I’ll tell him that I visited displaced...
sally struthers and africa…
Departing the plane in Kenya there was a small part of me expecting to see Sally Struthers standing in an arid patch of dessert surrounded by emaciated children shouting, You can save the children! Or maybe I’d see a giraffe. Or maybe hear someone say, Hakuna...sovereignty, online dating, and the church…
If you’re not careful we’re gonna make a profile for you on an online dating site, the teens in youth group teased and laughed hysterically. As they jested, I made a mental note to myself that online dating is a joke; yes, it’s reserved for those who...
engaged…
She’s always made me do things I didn’t want to do. Like stealing food from the pantry when we were little. And pushing her down a slide into a pool when she had a full-leg cast. And breaking up with the man I thought I loved in college. And getting a...
I’m a writer and teacher in love with two men: Jesus and my husband, Matt. [You might not find this funny, but I laugh at myself, so it all balances out.]
