The Water Source

The Water Source

I’ve heard it said that “you will never be completely at home again because part of your heart will always be elsewhere. That is the price you pay for the richness of loving and knowing people in more than one place.” Let me tell you, those words are...
Branches and Flags

Branches and Flags

On Sunday people waved palm branches. High up in the air, swaying back and forth. Crowded streets on a Sunday, a crowded life on All The Days, and some days I wave the branches and cry “Hosannah!” … and others I’m too busy, too worn down and worn out to even...
Haiti Bound

Haiti Bound

We’re going back. In less than six hours I’ll be in a car headed to the airport. Two flights later my feet will touch Haiti soil and oh man, I can’t wait to see that blue sky again. It’s hard to believe just over a year ago I held up a piece of...