I have been in a screen time battle with myself for the last...

a few of David’s poems and art from the last few weeks. ....

“Let my courage be like a rock, let the daily task of the...

I think about legacy Often Constantly? The thought plays  Like...

We had a quiet afternoon yesterday and the girls, David, and I...

Light to split darkness Life to spring forth on  the third rock...

Friday night was the annual Kijabe staff party, a time to dress...

The last three months have been a textbook lesson in feeling...

Every year at thanksgiving, I  find myself pondering the big...

Last week went by in a whirlwind. We realized with...

When we first moved to Kijabe, one of our NICU nurses was doing...

A Collection of Stories What shapes our lives? Sights, sounds,...

If you read all the posts, you’ll see I have been a...

Now that we have been in Kenya for 4! years, we have been...

Carnival this year was extremely fun.  Every year carnival is...

“Daktari, this is casualty. We have a new patient. We are...

  Coming back from 6 weeks in the US, my perspective on Kijabe...

I have hesitated to write this post because it doesn’t...

  Every so often a unique opportunity to see a new and...

We just finished a whirlwind adventure in the US. . . David...

Things have been quiet here on the blog as we traverse the...

We arrived in Kenya 4 years ago with only 13 bags between the 4...

Certain moments stand as markers of our time here. Vincent’s...

We woke up before the sun to drive into the immigration house...

  We’ve been having some trouble with blog post emails,...

This week I missed my train and took an 8 hour bus to Mombasa...

He is risen. . . It is the Easter chorus of my childhood....

  All of time is pointing to God’s work of redemption...

My mom had a phrase that she use to repeat frequently in her...