Category Archives: travels

a much needed update

we’ve called san francisco home for 7 years now.

our daughter has been in our forever family for 2 years.

we’re entering the teenage years and realizing we’ve got just a handful of summers left before high school graduation.

so we spent the month of june away from “normalville” (as i have coined our san francisco life) and reappeared in july feeling refreshed and renewed.

that’s a lot of “re” happening, but so it goes when we take a break from the normal.

my happy place, our happy place is found on the best little island in the world with thirty plus of my extended family. for an 11 mile long island, that’s a significant number of family, but we make it work, and have for some 30 years. and this island time is the highlight of my year! 33 others agree!

pictures and posts can portray perfection.

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going {what to know about your mission trip}

the outskirts of guadalajara, mexico.

the warehouses of hong kong.

the distant towns in alaska.

the trafficked girls in cambodia.

the church plants on the west coast.

the children of kampala, uganda.

the orphans in romania.

the students in china.

the athletes in south america.

going on a mission trip?

considering such an experience?

if you’ve been on a mission trip before, you can attest to the heart matter that you return home changed and hope, in some way, as to have made an impact. that’s part of the reason why you’re {going} or have gone.

shot records, visa application, packing list, emergency contact numbers are accounted for.

money has miraculously come in to fund the trip. your boss knows you’re off those days.

what else are you lacking?

an amazing team of people collectively have contributed thoughts and perspectives that i bring to you as you are {going}.


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when in ireland

we might travel differently (backpacking, tour groups, overpacking, adventurous or staying close by) but we can all agree when we travel God gives us His world to enjoy!

i’ve been privileged to travel and see amazing places and so have others – to places i’ve been, to places i’ve yet to go. but coming all the way here opened my eyes to see that our stories, our truly best stories come from within. whether you’ve never left the farm or you’ve moved so much you’ve lost count, whether you’ve seen too much or seen too little, you’e seen enough to tell your story. so here, i’m telling my story. what i’ve seen when in…

when in ireland…


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shoes & jewelry & africa {celebrating women in may}

celebrating women doing their God-given thing

{for the month of may, i’m highlighting a few women who are gaining confidence in who God has created them to be and displaying it so through different means. for some, it was born out of cause. for others, it was there since birth. and some, it’s the season of life they are in. and they are sharing their stories here this month! join me in celebrating them and that’s not all…they want to celebrate you! a giveaway on each blogpost through the month of may! make sure you leave a comment the day or the day following the post, for that’s what enters you in the drawing. winners will be announced on the following post}   {congrats to Kayela – winner of a lettering piece from the previous post}

welcome praise {i know…what a name} as we celebrate women in may!

I know how to capture your attention with a word that is the common weakness among many: shoes. Yes, yummy yummy shoes.

A few years ago my prized pair were a navy and cream 4-inch heel that made my ankles look miraculous. Were they so attractive that I was stopped by the fashion paparazzi? Totally. And too, these shoes were aesthetically appealing yet wearable on a wedding dance floor. All owners of heels know, shoes like this are a unicorn.

But alas, 2.5 years of living in San Francisco’s casual culture starts to rub off on you. And I hate to admit it, but I have changed. Today, my favorite pair of shoes are much shorter than those towering heels. They’re significantly less girly – they are Steve Madden’s version of a construction worker boot. They are about as tan as my skin with a subtle splash of color in the back given by a red zipper.


They were gifted to me by a generous friend.
And this pair of leather providence has become more beautiful the more mileage they’ve gotten.
 One day they were propped up casually at a karaoke bar in the Fillmore district of San Francisco; a few weeks later, they were jumping over puddles and wading through mud in Kibera, Kenya the largest slum in East Africa.



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