Sailing on the Sea of Galilee, it was easy to envision my Savior walking towards me upon the water. I could easily imagine the excitement Peter felt as he vaulted over the edge of the boat to approach Jesus, easily forgetting that water stood between them. Peter's steps, likely strong and sure at first, began... Continue Reading →



This past year has been so much more than I could have ever planned for. Exactly a year ago, I began the messy process of surrendering Boe, my horse (except let’s be real—that noun does not begin to describe all that he was and is to me) to pursue what Christ was calling me towards.... Continue Reading →

that beautiful picture

The concept of adoption as it relates to Christianity is one of the most beautiful pictures to me (and not just because I want to dedicate my life to adoption, either!) It blows my mind that God has chosen me, a sinner, to be accepted into his family. Honestly, there’s not much I can think... Continue Reading →

i carry your heart

There's a poem by e.e. cummings; the first lines have been running through my head for weeks, ever since we left Mukaa. It's a romantic poem; to me, though, it speaks volumes about how love, in any form, will always leave an impact on us. "i carry your heart with me (i carry it in... Continue Reading →

A Day in the Life-Ogada

An average Ogada day is very different from anything we have experienced thus far. Our days begin much earlier, typically around 7. As we attempt to wake up, we congregate on the bed of whomever is the slowest to get dressed (typically me!). As our water for our bucket baths boils away in our little... Continue Reading →

the kingdom. manifested.

(**written on the airplane ride from Nairobi to Kisamu, as I reflect on my week spent at Kitui Baby Home, where we spent our time painting a giant mural**) LET THE LITTLE CHILDREN come TO ME AND do not HINDER THEM, FOR THE kingdom of heaven BELONGS TO SUCH AS THESE. matthew 19:14 i was... Continue Reading →

Joy & Grief

Today, I opened my Bible and immediately teared up. You see, the kids at Mukaa (who we left a week ago) loved to read our bibles. They also loved to look at all of the different bookmarks that are in mine. Last April, after returning from Kenya for the first time, I placed a picture... Continue Reading →


Growing up in rural Indiana, I've always been surrounded by those who are very nearly the same as I. While I've experienced other ways of life, to a certain degree, I have always been in the majority. Even in Nairobi, the capital of Kenya, there were people of many different ethnicities and white people were... Continue Reading →

So Much More

I am here, in Kenya, for so much more than I ever thought possible. In my head, I was here to have a cool summer experience, love on some kids, and maybe figure out where God has called me. However, I am here for so much more than that. I am here to be a... Continue Reading →

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