With the holidays behind us, we find ourselves looking forward to the new year,and what it might bring. After all the gift wrapping, parties, dinners, opening ofpresents, and all the…
When Iris shared with me the theme for this newsletter, it remindedme of a time when God taught me about seeking Him and about expectationsin our family. My hope in…
I’ve always believed that God leads His people. The first time we traveled to Swaziland, Africa, in 2006, was expecting His guidance more than ever, even if it meant sending an angel to trumpet the way. My husband Tracy and I knew He was tugging on our hearts to go, but our question was whether or not He was also asking us to move to Swaziland.
I’d heard about the children orphaned by AIDS, but until I arrived, there was no way to imagine how hopeless their situation had become. Swaziland is a kingdom of about 1 million people. It has the highest incidence of AIDS in the world–some estimates are up to half the population.
Our trip “detoured” us through London, where we met friends Alyson Jones and her two children to do some sightseeing. Loved visiting historical sites and hearing the background from a local! We were short on time, but we decided to throw caution to the wind and visit Buckingham Palace, anyway. It was a much further walk than we realized, and we were running quite late. We decided to take a shortcut at one spot, only to be delighted that we’d arrived in the nick of time for the changing of the guard–the one thing Anna most wanted to see! Very cool . . . if we’d done things any differently, she’d have missed it! (more…)
We’ve all heard sentiments about the journey being as important as the destination, and after this recent trip to Africa, I’d have to agree.
The days leading up to our departure were unbelievably full. I mean, I’m always busy, but this was ridiculous. Not only did I need to make arrangements to be gone for almost a month, with the normal details of making sure the bill collectors were held at bay, the plants didn’t fry, and the mailbox didn’t become host to nests of spiders, but there was also the bed and breakfast to think about and some major tasks to see about for events I’d be involved with after Africa. (more…)