There are a lot of things I love about FH. Our team. Our leadership. Our fields. Our programs. Our philosophy of sustainability and innovation in all things. But one of my very favorite things at FH is learning about and from our Savings Groups. {You might remember in January when I met the Rose Savings […]
I left Nashville first thing this morning {Well, not quite first thing. Thankfully my alarm went off at 6 am and not the dreaded 350 am. I sure do hate those 6 am flights.} Two plane rides… and a 5 hour bus ride later… we have found all our people and arrived safely in Alta […]
I love to travel. I haven’t found a place I don’t like. But some places I hold especially dear. Guatemala is one of those places. I traveled their a couple of years ago and visited several communities outside of Guatemala City with Compassion International…a life-changing trip. And then got to go back with Food for […]
This weekend I was back in Birmingham for a reunion of Compassion Bloggers at Deeper Still. It was incredible. The conference, the speakers, the worship, the laughter, the food, the time with friends, old and new…incredible. I heard solid Biblical teaching from three powerhouse women. Priscilla Shirer, Beth Moore, and Kay Arthur brought “it”. A […]
I woke up this morning in Sunriver, Oregon for the final day of The Building Champions Experience excited about the progress made on my life plan and vision but still struggling to process everything I have experienced over the last two weeks. How does what I saw and experienced in Guatemala fit into my future? […]
I returned from Guatemala late Sunday afternoon. My first stop was the laundry room to erase the undeniable evidence from my trip, the stench of poverty. I showered and went to church. (I can’t tell you how much I love that evening service. I was desperately needing the worship and fellowship.) I grabbed yogurt with […]
Today we visited the Guatemala City dump. A place that is 1 square kilometer. A place where 20,000 families reside. A place where the water is unfit for consumption, even by a rat. A place where little girls go missing like discarded baby dolls. A place where vultures circle, searching for something, anything, to prey on. […]
I’m a little ashamed to admit that there are lonely Sunday afternoons when I want, crave, pray for, someone to love. Lonely Sunday afternoons when I grapple with God. Why haven’t You granted me a husband or kids to pour into? Why haven’t You provided an outlet for my overflowing heart? When will I finally […]
