This is Jack’s first post for our family blog. To learn more about Jack (or any of our other children) check out our Meet the…
Floating Axe Farm
The birth certificate arrived.
The sting of hope
Lovely Facebook reminded me last week of a picture I took with my wife two years earlier while waiting in the Vancouver airport to board…
Taking wing
I think Jack was six when he announced that he wanted to fly. Not just fly, exactly; my boy knew from that very moment that…
Remember when…
I’m riding in the back seat of a friend’s Mitsubishi when Alan Jackson’s “Remember When,” comes on the radio. And I want to chuckle because…
Turning the demons into salt and light
Early last week, as we were pulling up to a small church under construction in northern Myanmar, I was asked to speak to the believers,…
2 a.m., Thailand
It’s 2 a.m., and I can’t sleep. Not surprising, really, figuring it’s my first night back in Thailand in about five years. I’m jet-lagged (20-plus hours in planes),…
The earth moved
A year ago, the earth moved. It was a day like any other in Nepal. Goats were tied alongside open air counters, ready for slaughter.…
That was not the end
This is not the end This is not the end of this We will open our eyes wide, wider This is not our last This…