I stood in the street next to the idling taxi cab, feeling small and unbearably vulnerable. It was still early in the morning and the rising sun fell over the city of Kunming, China, like a thin blanket of warm, golden haze.
MY PRINCE, MY CASTLE, & MY KINGThe train rolled steadily along as I watched droplets of rain gently tap the window beside me. I watched one English town after the next pass by in a blur, feeling a combination of intense apprehension and joyful excitement. After a year of praying, planning, and dreaming, I was finally on my way to Bible college in the breathtaking Lake District of E
As we placed our exercise mats on the floor, my friend and I were excited for another workout with our favorite class instructor. Tricia’s demeanor was always warm and encouraging, her teaching style was intense — constantly pushing us past our comfort zones, and, being a Christian, her music choices were markedly different from other group classes. As w
It took only a moment for the joyful contentment in my heart to disappear. I was jarred into a panic by the blaring siren and flashing lights suddenly in my rearview mirror. Oh no! No, no, no! What did I do? After years of driving, I had never been pulled over… Until now. I resisted the tears that began to well up, pulled off the road,
Iwatched in dismay as rainwater began flooding into our 20 by 8 foot container house—again. Heavy tropical rains had cascaded down on our tiny Haitian home for several nights in a row. And every night, I went through the same urgent routine: throw down two of our four towels in the c
As I drove down Main Street, the late hour and the quiet of our small town made it easy for me to ponder on the uncomfortable burden on my heart. God had opened my eyes to how self-focused my life had become. I lived alone, cooked whatever I was in the mood for, worked from home, and filled my evenings and weekends with personal projects and whatever else I wanted to do.
The living room was empty and I sat alone in the suffocating heat. I had lived in Haiti for more than a year already and had found ways to deal with the humidity, constant sweating, and even the rats, bats, and bugs.
Haiti 2014To my dear friend, Did you grow up hearing about the great missionaries in Christian history, like I did? To me, theirs were the real adventure stories, and I ate them up like the last berries on the bush, each one savored.
Faith is not faith unless it is tested. And the single woman who entrusts her future love story to God certainly has before her a mighty test of faith, especially in our world today. As the years of singleness follow one after the other, will she choose to turn to the world’s pattern or will she stand unwaveringly, trusting in her God?