In 2001, Todd and I welcomed into our family, 15 year-old twin girls, Marlene and Marilin. They had been special to us at that point for many years, but the time had come for our relationship to go to the next level and the stories from those early years have been well documented in blogs… Read more
A tired road leads from the highway into Tres Reyes. Storefronts and hollow buildings rest under layers of dust.
Recently, I was visiting a Back2Back’s ministry site in Haiti. While I was there, I knew I was balancing many agendas (to encourage the staff, to engage the team I traveled with, helping with a project). I honestly almost forgot the real reason I was there was to love kids.
Todd and I first met in March of 1990 when I was a high school junior. I remember teasing Todd that he was a month late. I had spent the 14th of February watching other girls receive flowers and chocolate.
I am the mother of ten children and in leadership at an international orphan care ministry. Those two hats alone bring into my day plenty of email, other children, a staff team and a ridiculous to do list.
We were walking in a Nigerian village and I was fifteen feet behind Todd. I happily was holding the sweaty hands of several village children, when I look up and see him. We celebrate twenty years of marriage this fall and with that much shared history come wonderful vacations, terrible fights, seasons of health and… Read more
Each Saturday, Back2Back Cancun staff invite the children in the Tres Reyes community to join them for Bible classes. This particular Saturday, the lesson was about the armor of God.
This year, I am tempted to make a list of resolutions but instead I’ve decided on just one – one simple, crazy goal that could impact my life on so many levels – to step out and press in. A year of no fear.
Transformation doesn’t just happen. There is a discipline involved, but it’s not about completing a task. It’s about making room, paving the road, putting myself in a posture prone to transformation. Then, I give the Holy Spirit ripe soil to do his work. This New Year’s season, I am going to start a practice I… Read more
Sometimes, in the midst of the holiday busyness, it’s all we can do to press on, moving forward, trusting our legs to pull us ahead when our heart is weary. So we march on, letting hope carry us forward – believing the best is yet to come.