“Cold Tangerines”

They say, ‘Life is 10% what happens to me and 90% how I react to it.’ Through the unexpected and winding roads of depression, anxiety and an eating disorder, I full heartedly say, touche. Before you object or take your stance on the cause and cure of mental illness just hear me out. This has…

15 Must Know Travel Hacks and Tips

The first time I went to renew my visa, I got my exit stamp from Costa Rica and to my surprise, was denied entry into Nicaragua. I was officially in no man’s land with a no longer valid passport and no visa. Once I finally had my new passport, more than two weeks later, now…

All You Who are Weary and Burdened

A little over two years ago, I started to record impactful moments and the meaningful things God has spoken to me. Yesterday, I flipped to the pages of this story… February 20, 2016 Today, I went with Bibles for Costa Rica. I debated whether or not to go because last night I didn’t fall asleep…

El Roi {The God who Sees Me}

You know those moments in life that intrude abruptly, and you’re suddenly faced with a decision to commit to the spontaneous adventure ahead or to remain in your zone of comfort and convenience? Well, that’s the exact spot I stood a few weeks ago less than 72 hours before some of my now greatest memories…

Jehovah Jireh is His Name

For the last couple months I have been very consistent in my times of prayer and worship with God…that is – consistently avoiding them, in fact, running in the opposite direction. I know that as a missionary “I am not supposed to have this struggle,” but I do. Last Wednesday, with much resistance, I finally…

Hope in Unexpected Places

The day after I arrived in Costa Rica, once again I packed a bag and headed East. For the next five days, we would be building a new home for a family whose house had been burned down. When we arrived they were living in a tin house which continually flooded. Vivian, her daughter, and…

When Crisis Calls

Families separated, homes destroyed, clothes torn. The colors of war stained the lives of each child, woman, and man. We sat on the cold floor of a ragged white tent among the hundreds as we listened to the story of a Syrian refugee mother. “I don’t want a fancy house or money. All I want…

Shifting Sails

Last Saturday, as I sipped my sweetened coffee in the soft sunlight, I reflected on my time here in Costa Rica. I came upon the realization that this season has been one of preparation. In January of this year, I returned to YWAM San Jose with the four-month plan of simply giving back to those…

Faces of the Clock

Time, Promises to come Promises to pass Never too late Never too early.   In it you know not what will be birthed, and what shall breath its last. It has a quality of predictability in the certainty of bringing about countless changes. Yet, its mysteries lie in what each transition holds.   It carries…