Ready or not, Haitian sunrise happens at 5:30 a.m. My sleep was restless last night so when the bright and glorious sun peeked through the hotel window, I was not happy to see it. Adding insult to injury, the air conditioning cuts off at 6 a.m. Fortunately the traumatic start did not set the tone Read More
San Marcos to Haiti
For the River Stone Community Church Haiti Team Part 2, the day began before some folks even went to bed. Most of the team tried to catch a few hours of sleep before our 1 a.m. departure from San Marcos. The drive to Houston was effortless; of course I was snoozing in the back Read More
Summer of My Discontent*
The day started early, but not early enough. Accidently setting my alarm for 3 p.m. rather than 3 a.m. caused me to wake up forty-five minutes late. Heading for the track anyhow, I managed a three mile walk, yes walk, not a run. Attempting to run, my body rebelled. A palatable tension has camped out Read More
When Worlds Collide
When I was a little girl my Daddy built my sister and me the coolest toy box ever. Made of wood, painted blue with a puppy decal and hinged white top, it held almost all of our toys. It was so big that sometimes I would get inside and close the lid. I liked hiding Read More
Reflections
Too much time has elapsed since my last blog post. My intention is to write once a week, but the best of intentions are pointless without practical application. As it often does, my life currently feels completely out of my control. My husband and I are in a place of transition. Transition to where? We Read More
Haiti Shirts
As part of the River Stone Haiti team I depart mid July for Port Au Prince. Much like China I will spend time working with orphans. As part of our fund raising efforts we are selling Haiti T-shirts. Most everyone loves a T-shirt, I certainly do. Why not purchase a unique T-shirt and support a Read More
Bringing Hope to Haiti
Port au Prince, Haiti suffered a catastrophic magnitude 7.0 earthquake on January 12, 2010. Immediately upon hearing reports of the devastation I thought, “Lord, send me, I want to go.” But it wasn’t time yet. My China trip was looming over the horizon and honestly, I was not qualified to offer the type of aid Read More