The Wonder of Where God Moves In
When our hearts are frayed and needy, God moves in. When our our thoughts are dark and dirty, God digs in.Read More →
When our hearts are frayed and needy, God moves in. When our our thoughts are dark and dirty, God digs in.Read More →
I no longer drive in Manhattan. Not that my experience of driving, when the mid-town tunnel spewed my SUV onto the busy streets, became too much for me. I am an expert at handling a car in New York congestion. But, now I live here, I don’t need a car. Instead, I travel by foot. And with it comes a different perspective of Manhattan. I wrote a while ago about having sold our house in the leafy suburbs of Boston, having to let go and finding myself up in the air, waiting to see where we would land. Now my feet have hit the groundRead More →
Singapore’s air hung like a heavy blanket. The sun desperately wanted to shine; it could only manage a pale glow. Nearby, farmers on the island of Sumatra were using a technique called slash and burn to chop down rainforest, set it on fire, and create farmland. Smoke from the fires, carried by the wind, caused dense smog to form in Singapore, in what was already hot, humid, and hazy weather. We could see it in the air. We could smell it when we stepped outside. We could feel it burning our throats. Singapore’s Celebration Run & Ride event became a walk and ride as organizersRead More →
I am delighted to welcome Mitzi Neely onto the blog today. Sometimes our travels don’t turn out as expected, but usually these are when we learn about and feel God’s presence the most. You’ll enjoy stepping into Mitzi’s week away with her husband and discovering what she learned. I like to travel. I’m more of a day trip or weekend excursion kind of gal, but I do enjoy the week long trip if the time frame works and it’s a place I’m excited about. I’ve learned over the course of my marriage that my sweet husband and I don’t always enjoy the same type ofRead More →
How far is the east from the west? In my experience, twenty-four hours of travel to be exact. Or is it? I recently traveled east to Singapore. An island known to westerners as being in the east. Yet to some, I also live in the east—that is on the eastern seaboard of the United States. My husband and I accompanied our twin boys taking part in the World Finals of a competition called F1 in Schools. If you’d like to share in our excitement, their team claimed the title of World Champions. This mamma bear is so proud. Singapore is a long way east of Massachusetts inRead More →
Sometimes when we travel, where God takes our heart is more significant than where He takes us physically. Read on as Carmen Brown shares how God used a bold decision to travel out of her comfort zone to comfort her heart. In 2012, I was anxiously waiting on the floor of a international airport for my flight to be called when I realized the date. I never dreamt of traveling. I was a homebody by nature. Home was my safe place. It was familiar, easy, and convenient. And since I was terrified of flying, traveling was definitely something that did not interest me. Eight weeks priorRead More →
Two observations hit me when I arrive at London Heathrow airport. The first is: I’m home. The second is: The people. Although I haven’t lived in England for…well, many years, that quirky-shaped little island the other side of the Atlantic is heart-shaped to me. I will always be British regardless of how long I have lived out of the country. Born on the east coast, my family are now spread across the south of England. My husband’s family comes from the north. My daughter is a Londoner, although she hasn’t lived there since six-weeks-old. As our plane lands in London, I want to respond like the Pope,Read More →
Do you need a little push to say yes to that trip you’ve been hemming and hawing about? Then, you’ll enjoy Halee Anthony‘s advice and the humor with which she encourages you to take that vacation or day trip. This summer I am sharing what God has taught some of my friends as they traveled. Welcome Halee, to the Traveling Life series. I am not well traveled. I’ve been to like 10 states and Mexico. But as I think back on my life, some of my fondest memories are of trips I’ve taken. As you could probably guess, they’re not all fabulous trips to amazing places.Read More →
Boston to Manhattan is not a bad drive. In fact, it’s good. I set off in our SUV with my three children. We stop on the way for lunch at Rein’s Deli. Not really my favorite food, but it has fame in New England, and therefore it’s one to check off. It’s Friday. We are meeting up with my husband, who has appointments in the city. Then we will have a family weekend of theatre, shopping, and Hillsong. We get our first sighting of the Big Apple as we cross the Whitestone Bridge. The Manhattan skyline takes one’s breath away, no matter how many times you’veRead More →
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