The God of My Chaos

"I feel I am being called to ministry." There, I finally said the words I know I should have said long ago. The words I had always been avoiding saying. Not because they were words I didn't want to say, or because they were bad words to say, but because saying them meant two things. …

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The God of the Stillness

I have been thinking a lot lately, mostly about my future. Because my life has been a whirlwind of a journey and the ending is nowhere in sight. In May, I went to Brazil, and while I was hiking the beautiful waterfalls, I was awestruck and reminded of something so simple yet so unimaginably profound. …

A Brazilian Languages

Apparently this whole Brazil trip is going to be a lot like my Kenya trip when it comes to blog titles. So, be prepared for a Brazilian series of overdone puns. #sorrynotsorry Anyway, this post is actually a link to my post on the group's trip blog. I wanted to post it here too because …

A Brazilian Homes

Yesterday, I wrote a post about the once in a lifetime opportunity I've been given to go to Brazil. And today, I had my first day in this wonderful place. If you didn't read my last post, or in case you forgot, I'll mention again that, oftentimes recently, I've been feeling restless. And sometimes, I feel so …

One in a Brazilian Chance

Two years ago, about this time, I was preparing for two huge events in my life. One, I was preparing for a missions trip to Kenya through Bible Quizzing. And two, I was preparing to go to college. And now, here I am, two years later, preparing for another huge event in my life-- an …

Kenya Believe It? I African

Fellow Quizzers, Kenya adventurers, and, most importantly, dear friends, You're going to Kenya?! I remember being exactly where you are-- sitting at home, going about my life, acting like everything is normal, all the while knowing deep down everything was definitely not normal. I remember being completely terrified and excited at the same time. My …

A Response To ‘An Open Letter to Those Who Are (and Aren’t) in My Group’

Recently, you wrote a letter to those inside, and outside, of your group. And I shared it, because I wanted you, and everyone else who's in your group, to know that you're seen. loved, and not alone. I shared it with these words: "Hey, sister, I see you. And I’m proud of you. Because, despite the fact …