Snow, and Letting go

Snow, and Letting go

I cherished every run, realizing that time, sadly, was not standing still. In fact, lately it feels as though it’s sped up some.

October update ~ home again

October update ~ home again

After what has turned out to be a “career” on the field, I have never been so inspired by God’s heart for Africa as I am today, and yet at the same time, never felt so inadequate to the task.

The Power of Story

Looking forward, I see a hard road ahead for the finishing work of the Great Commission. And I believe there ought to be storytellers walking it alongside the church planters, Bible translators, disciple-makers, and others. If for no other reason than to simply “make much of God”, to declare His glory.

Becoming a Kid Again

Becoming a Kid Again

Neglected, abused, run off by a jealous step-father—whatever the reason, Nairobi has produced tens of thousands of street children. They run on fear, on drugs, and on the will to survive one more day. Some, a few fortunate ones, run into a second chance.

the Puppy

the Puppy

Renee gave her the name “Tamu”, which is Swahili for “gentle” or “sweet”. Then began rehab. Countless flea baths, vet visits, medications, bags of the finest German puppy food, more baths, and a lot of TLC.