Around the Table

The room is dark, the hay is cold, and the pain is real, but there are candles illuminating the stable filled with friendly faces. I often wonder what the meal following the birth of Jesus looked like. Did the shepherds go into the marketplace and bring back some lamb to roast, with a side of…

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A Seed to Feed Generations

Mathew 17:20 “Because you’re not yet taking God seriously,” said Jesus. “The simple truth is that if you had a mere kernel of faith, a poppy seed, say, you would tell this mountain, “Move!” and it would move. There is nothing you wouldn’t be able to tackle.” (The Message) I grew up with a Baptist…

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Illuminating Faith

I’m familiar with waking up in the dark and walking through it. The concept illustrates my life both metaphorically and literally. The other morning, I arose in the dim light of 5 a.m. before the rest of my family. As I scurried to the coffee pot for medicine to aid in sleep deprivation, I heard…

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Travel Mugs and Sacred Play

My first stop after checking in at the ticket counter was Starbucks. I stared at the travel mugs, not particularly thrilled with what I saw. Option 1: Plastic insulated tumbler in traditional holiday red and white. Initially, this cup grabbed my attention with its sparkling red letters and crisp white background. “Let’s Merry”. A closer…

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Rethinking Missions

Over the past 11 years I have traveled to Haiti 8 times and each trip has challenged my thinking and my perspective on the world in a new way. I’ve seen poverty, the fallout from corrupt political systems and the devastating effects of earthquakes and hurricanes. 

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White Skin Abroad

I never thought much about my whiteness until I mingled in spaces where my white skin stood out like a scar. For five years, I lived in a remote city in China with a total of four foreigners. Attention from strangers was so common that on trips back home to the United States, I felt…

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More Blessing than Burden 

Dear girls: I find myself sitting on the tarmac right now. My neck feels tight and I try to find relief by twisting and stretching from side to side.  I am cornered into a window seat with little room to spare. There is an invisible privacy fence positioned between me and the adjacent stranger. She smiles…

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The Ghost of Thanksgiving Past

Thanksgiving is coming, and I write this with a smile on my face. I have a soft tissue injury in my foot and a hand that needs an MRI. These are not ideal injuries for a tennis player who is also training for a half-marathon. Being side lined isn’t fun, but it frees me up…

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Timing Is Everything

I had never been to Europe, more specifically London or Paris. I had come to love both cities through favorite films and books: visiting St. Paul’s Cathedral with Mary Poppins and the bird lady, visiting Westminster Abbey as I watched royal weddings on TV, and traveling to the Eiffel Tower with my favorite characters in…

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