fracture

There are those moments that tend to mark you. Seared into your memory, it is difficult to escape them when they rise to the surface. I remember lying on the floor of the small chapel at Woods Chapel Church many years ago. I still feel the texture of the carpet against my cheek as I … Continue reading fracture

sonje

Our energetic friend was bouncing around us yelling, "You are here! You are here!" as the tiny muscled arms wrapped tightly around my neck, as if I was going to disappear, while warm, humid air embraced us in a cocoon meant only for our hearts to recognize each other once again as the familiar scent … Continue reading sonje

normal, pt. 1

On my first Sunday in the States, during prayer I was stunned when I realized my brain was automatically translating the English prayers into Creole. That’s not ‘normal’ in the States, yet my brain was so used to working hard every Sunday to help me understand the Sunday services that there was no hesitation that … Continue reading normal, pt. 1

adventures

Lovely looked at me with a glimmer in her eye, she had a plan and was not going to be deterred. She grabbed my hand and we rapidly climbed the stairs up to the top of her mountain home in Marmelade, Haiti. As others sent a ‘good morning’ my way, she didn’t even let me … Continue reading adventures

tears

My hand was on his arm and my voice questioning what was wrong today, when I saw the first tears silently run down his cheeks and drip onto his shorts as he stared across the yard, refusing to look me in the eye, yet unmoving from my vicinity. Thanks to our younger friend, who was … Continue reading tears

silence

Silence is deafening. I moved to Haiti almost two years ago. It doesn’t feel like it has been that long, but when I think about the healing and purifying of my soul in this place, God has been hard at work in those years. My soul, heart and mind needed a strong, refreshing cleanse and … Continue reading silence

injustice

My morning rhythm has various OCD tendencies, and the most important of all is grabbing one of my Papillon mugs and putting creamer in it before walking upstairs to join the myriad of visiting Americans sating their java addictions at the coffee pot. One morning last week was no different…Bible in hand, mug in the … Continue reading injustice

look

‘Dèyè mòn gen mòn’ ‘Mountains beyond mountains’ I always think of this Haitian proverb as we are driving throughout Haiti and moving through the mountains to visit the Pastors and the kids they are caring for in Haiti. It’s hard to miss range after range of beautiful variations of green and brown reaching to the … Continue reading look

voice

You have a voice. I have a voice. All people have a voice. There is a lot to be said for how you use the voice God has given you. Sometimes we use our voice to hurt others, and strip them of their God given dignity. Sometimes we use our voice to build people up, … Continue reading voice

storytelling

It is enthralling how one experience…one moment of just fifteen minutes…could change your entire perspective on how you see the world and how everything fits in it. I tend to sit in those moments and soak them up for months afterward. It is such an intimate God moment that sometimes I wonder if it actually … Continue reading storytelling