It’s funny how before coming here I imagined everything about missionary life feeling exactly the opposite of the mundane life I was living at that moment. Somehow cleaning house would take on new meaning and preparing meals would be a cultural experience that would shroud the work of it all. I pictured huge cauldrons of … Read more
We are so afraid of each other. And I can’t, for the life of me, figure out why. It makes no sense. Since moving to Sukhothai we’ve been meeting with a group of believers who hold to a few doctrines we understand differently. Who hold sacred a day of the week on which our family … Read more
I’m just naive enough to not have seen it coming. I knew he needed to leave. Either the timing or the calling wasn’t right for him. His heart wasn’t here and his mind was consumed with the challenges ahead of him once he returned to the US without us. At 18, there’s no telling what’s … Read more
We sat down this week and made a rough sketch of a schedule. It was painful. 😣I thrive on routine but I’m just rebellious enough to balk at anything more than that. The loose approach to planning our days wasn’t working, however. It was beginning to be a lot like having a place for everything … Read more
I mentioned here that we’ve finally begun settling into a routine. School is happening again and I’m so relieved. But the truth is, even when the books weren’t being pulled out, learning was happening. So, so much learning. Things like not stepping over someone, or their things, even if they’re sitting in the middle of … Read more