My good friend Erica joined us this recent trip to Uganda. She’s the unsung hero of our non-profit. For two years she’s been guiding Phiona in doing our accounts so that we can prove every dollar we send to Uganda is used for the purposes of helping the children. Erica might put in as many … Continue reading Shoot from the hip.
My house is a complete disaster. If you knew my penchant for order you would gasp aloud and press your hand to your mouth. I awoke at three am seriously thinking I ought to get up and tidy the mess everywhere outside my bedroom door. An unbridled Kira can do so much damage to order … Continue reading Medication for a New Year
The conclusion of the first week of school has some happy surprises. After some tough uphill climbs, we also had some whizzing free rides down. Allow me to give you a peek into our window… Jack has chosen home school. Hannah is an amazing teacher for him and the curriculum we chose is user friendly. … Continue reading Peep into our window and see our crazy life.
Sometimes in the middle of the night my mind opens up and I lie there awake. I remember it is morning for our children in Uganda. I imagine where they are in their day. Are they slurping down their sweet porridge, dunking their bread into it? Are they brushing their teeth? Looking for a piece … Continue reading The Obstacles in Helping orphaned children in Uganda
We have these dollies all over our house at home so when Kira saw it at the market she thought it was hers. And when this little friend approached her she wanted to play house with him. It was an innocent, precious moment that many people observed there amidst the craziness of a market scene. … Continue reading Kira at the Market in Uganda
Eight o’clock is when I usually clock out for the day. I’m happy to kiss Kira good night, and go straight to my own bed and pull up the covers. But last night Jack had a riding lesson at eight, because of the heat here in Texas riding has to happen early in the morning … Continue reading Jack has BIG news.
For so many years my Christian walk was so safe and protected within the walls of my home where as a stay at home mom of four boys I ministered primarily to my family. I thought my Christian bubble was the Christian life. I knew the enemy lurked about but I felt like an untouchable … Continue reading I have enemies.