when God answers the desperate prayers of our hearts
A month before I turned 21, I boarded a flight bound for Cape Town. My plan was to stay for six months. Two years later, I was still there, speaking vows that wed me to a South African man. Within three years of our wedding day, we had two kids. Just after our second...my first hike up table mountain {day 30 :: first}
I had marveled at the majesty of it for weeks, but I’d never been to the top. Then one day my chance arrived. The student ministry where I worked was hosting a social event for students, and we were going to climb Table Mountain. The plan was to meet at...the african wedding {day 29 :: unite}
The African wedding is not an afternoon affair. It’s not even an all day affair. It’s an occasion, and sometimes it spans over days, at times up to a week. But even before the big day, there are months and months of preparations that span far wider than just the...a tswana funeral {day 28 :: wake}
We were at a campus ministry retreat when we heard the news. My husband’s uncle had passed away. His mother’s brother. We left the retreat to prepare for a nine-hour drive to for the funeral. I was just under three months pregnant with my first child, and still...a little bit like me? {day 27 :: free}
I’m thrilled to be able to introduce you to my real-life friend today, Patrice Gopo. Though we are both Americans, Patrice and I met in Cape Town, where she lived for two years. Patrice has been a great encouragement to me, particularly in my own writing. ...
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