When Your Hope is Wavering: A Story of His Faithfulness

Sometimes it seems that, yes, the lies have been revealed, that they have been defeated by my mind, but they will always stay lodged in my heart….each time I stand up in seeming steadiness, my feet are swept from underneath me, my head cracks loud on ice, and the wind is knocked out of me.

On Living in Tents and Longing for Home

I had become tired of the constant movement, of the unsettledness that was paired with joy and adventure and trust, but at the same time, had been slowly wearing down body and soul. It struck acutely the night I drove through the eerie dark of a lonely road headed into the heart of Florida. IrmaContinue reading “On Living in Tents and Longing for Home”

Active Love is a Harsh and Fearful Thing

The love that springs from my natural heart is thin and sharp as a razor blade, outwardly glimmering, but ready to cut and run at the least sign of ingratitude or condescension. The love that I show, in my own strength, is stingy and calculating, the personal benefits that its actions might reap its motivatingContinue reading “Active Love is a Harsh and Fearful Thing”

Not Much Time for Sleep!

It’s amazing how much can happen in a week here! Here’s a quick update on what has been going on in Tatarstan. Weekend in Kazan Last weekend, I was invited to Kazan(the largest city in Tatarstan) by the daughter of a teacher at the Institute, who works there as an English teacher and completed herContinue reading “Not Much Time for Sleep!”

I Taught My First Lesson! (And Some Random Stories)

I’m really not in the writing mood so this will be a short post, but I just felt like I had to write about this milestone: I taught my first lesson! Although my schedule will probably change and the English Department hasn’t communicated very clearly their expectations of me, I managed to get through myContinue reading “I Taught My First Lesson! (And Some Random Stories)”