sleeping in the big girl bed

sleeping in the big girl bed

Leading up to and since returning from our short trip to California last week, I’ve been insanely busy, going pretty much non-stop. And since I really need to get to studying and don’t have a lot of time to put together a thoughtful, meaningful post right now, let me just post something that’s quick and [...]

regarding food:

A few weeks after we moved here, I remember feeling very frustrated one night with the food we were eating (which wasn’t anything that Jil had made, by the way). It wasn’t that the food was really bad or anything, it was just that it was different. And even though I’d even tried the same [...]

incarnation and creation

My daughter thinks Jesus is a doctor she met once. I’ve utterly failed as a missionary and I haven’t even made it through language school yet. Granted, she’s only 2 years old, but still. Each night when I lay her down, we have a bit of a routine, where I’ll tell her that I love [...]

lest there be any misconceptions

Language school is hard. The school part is hard in its own right, but what’s really hard is everything else. The perceived competition; the irreplaceable loss of fellowship with your closest friends; the inexplicable absence of virtually every adequacy or ability you thought you had; the constant and unrelenting stress of living in a new [...]