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The seriously sucky side of the human race

So, you may have heard that we had a fat earthquake last week.  It was a doozy.  I’m pretty sure it was like “the big one” on the original Superman movie.  You know, the one that killed Lois Lane forcing Superman to fly counterclockwise around the Earth until it spun back time so he could…

Back to normal

Okay.  So I feel like I’ve been off the radar for a while.  A long while.  We’ve been hosting visitors and celebrating Christmas and hosting more visitors since mid-December.  As sad as I was that we had to say goodbye I’m actually pretty excited to get back to real life.  In particular, I’m excited to…

think it over…weirdo…

There are some traditions that follow you wherever you go. As I survey the Christmas carnage in our living room, I’m reminded of this. Scraps of white tissue paper and bits of green tree litter the floor alongside a sprinkling of what could be considered the less-important Christmas booty. Dollar store goodies, magic tricks, keychains, and…

A Very Merry Unchristmas to you!

It’s nearly Christmas.  At least that’s what the calendar says.  I’ve been to two Christmas parties which, of course, I only do at Christmas time.  I’ve baked cookies, shopped online, and hung the stockings. So here’s the thing: It just doesn’t feel like Christmas.   I have certain expectations for this time of year, and…

The children are plotting…please help.

We had a quiet Thanksgiving, celebrated on Friday evening with our Intern, Lindsey, and one of our teammates Susan.  Being that Costa Ricans don’t celebrate this holiday, all three of the boys had school all week which didn’t exactly help it to feel like Thanksgiving, although the weather has been rather cool (like 76, haha…

With utmost respect to the medical community…

I’ve been playing doctor. I know.  Bad idea.  But last weekend I was so tired by noon I couldn’t think straight.  And it just wasn’t working with the running around we were doing in Nicaragua. So I upped my thyroid meds without consulting with my doctor.  I promised myself I would call him as soon…

Dumb stuff we do…

So we made it back from Nicaragua in one piece.  It was our second trip there, but the first to the city of Grenada.  It is the oldest city in the Continental Americas and absolutely beautiful, having been established and built by Spanish Conquistadors in the early 1500’s.  It still boasts some buildings that existed…

I’m Nap Needy!

I need a nap.  Not like, I would enjoy a nap, or a nap sounds nice right about now, but like, I NEED a nap.  My eyelids are droopy and my minds all in a fog and my body does not want to move another inch.  Not one inch.  And even though there are lunch…

The End of the VWM

I’ve been thinking about this space for a long time, wondering what to do with it now that everything has changed so much. This little corner of the internet was built around a life I no longer live; a career I no longer have, a marriage I’m no longer in, and a family that looks…

Grateful

I’ve shared my heartbreak on social media, but I realize I haven’t posted anything on the blog in quite a long time, so for those of you who only hear from me when a new blog post pops up in your inbox, this may be the first time you’re hearing the terrible news that my…

I’m doing WHAT with WHO?!

As I write this, I’m sitting on a plane headed to Seattle, where I’ll catch another plane to Amsterdam, where I’ll catch another plane to Rwanda, where I’ll catch one last flight which will, mercifully, bring me to my final destination. Assuming none of these planes explodes in a fireball or crashes into the sea,…

Divorce, Death, and Resurrection

…I’m getting divorced. So, there it is. Now you know. It has taken me awhile to figure out how to share this very personal news with you. In fact, I’ve already been separated for nearly a year, and I’ve debated not saying anything at all, just letting the fact that I was married for decades…

My Grandma Was An Artist

Growing up, few things made me feel cooler than telling people, “My Grandma is an artist.” Her framed paintings still hang on the walls of my childhood home like windows that only open onto stormy seas and quiet pastures, telling stories of tall ships and old barns, and of meadows, and deserts, and ponds, and all…

Censoring the Very Worst Missionary: A How To Guide

Several concerned citizens have come forward to lament the use of…uh…let’s just say the coarse language in my book, The Very Worst Missionary: A Memoir or Whatever.  Not because they have any kind of personal objection to my willingness to use all the words available. Nope, they’re upset because they feel I have an important message to share about…

Getting from Pen to Published

YOU GUYS… After eight years of blogging (and a solid couple years of book writing), last week I watched in utter disbelief as my profanity-laced, progressive-Christian, anti-establishment, niche-as-fuck, spiritual memoir became a #1 Best Seller in Christian Theology and spiked at #65 out of all the books on Amazon. ALL THE BOOKS! Naturally, when The…

I Blame You

I never meant to be a writer. In fact, I became a writer quite unexpectedly in my thirties, and for a long time I couldn’t even say it out loud. It just felt so icky and self-important to have a job title that implies you have something significant to say and that somebody out there…