This weekend, I am attending a missions conference in downtown Indy. This afternoon, I attended a session entitled “The Spirit of Africa.” The speaker was a 72-year-old woman who was called four years ago to minister to a specific village in South Africa. She is a retired GM executive who spent most of her adult…
Soul Praise
Were we born with “hallelujah” in our hearts like breath in our lungs? The word “hallelujah” (or “halleluyah”) is the most ancient form of praise. And I found out today from my friend who’s studying Greek that the word “hallelujah” is the same in all languages– from ancient Greek and Hebrew to modern-day English, Swahili,…
A Loving Awareness
I was praying today for two sets of friends who are each embarking today on incredibly different, but equally exciting, journeys– one to a third world country for a mission trip and the other to California (San Fran– one of my favorite places!) to start a month-long bike trip across the country. The prayer that…
Bring the Light
A striking aspect of being in the slum in Nairobi was the lack of electricity, even at the school. How is it possible that in the 21st century, there are still parts of the world that lack this basic element of modernity? At the clinic in Bondeni, we saw a lot of kids with vision…
Dreams Displaced
My mind is focused tonight on dreams forgotten. Or perhaps dreams displaced. When I was a young girl, elementary-school aged, I wanted to be an opera singer. Or at least I pretended to be one. I would go around the house singing in a soprano, completely affected, vibrato. In reality, my interpretation of opera was…
A Life Called to Love 