Dreams come true. Sometimes it feels like a nightmare when it happens, but sometimes it evolves into a better reality than the original dream.
Today is the final day of a fundraising campaign that didn’t reach its goal, and we are thrilled about it failing. There are a couple of reasons the failure brings us pleasure. First, it is a reminder that God has called us to walk by faith in all things. The phrase, “One Step at a… Continue reading Why I am Thankful for my Failure
When I was fourteen-years-old I joined my High School’s Track Team. Impressing my classmates with my agile Kenyan-like abilities, I won the team’s MVP award and garnished the nickname “Jackrabbit Jackie” for my hare-footed speed. Okay, well maybe that’s not altogether accurate. What actually happened might have fewer accolades. During the spring semester of my… Continue reading My Favorite Shoes I Barely Wore
I have lived with a nagging, disgruntled voice in my head for an indeterminate amount of time. Late at night, she sneaks into my room, crawls into my bed, and whispers words like, “more” “different” and “better”. Sometimes I don’t recognize her when she comes calling until I’ve listened too long. She’s a persistent dame.… Continue reading Don’t Believe Me; Just Watch
Have you ever noticed how as soon as we take that first step in faith, we begin to feel like we are on the wrong path? Ironically, we find ourselves wanting proof where God has called us to walk in faith. Is it just me? Or can you relate? We can be completely confident in… Continue reading Ready to Quit, After Four Short Days
I didn’t think I would ever say it to one of my children, but then one day it just fell out of my mouth. “Why do I have to practice piano before I watch Sponge Bob?” “Why can’t both of the cats and the dog sleep in my bed with me?” “Why can’t I jump… Continue reading Because I Said So
American journalist, Kimly Denim, thought again about the man she met crossing the street in the center of the city of Chiang Mai. Something about him had left her feeling like a fluttering teen. Was it his eyes? She closed her own and visualized his gaze. Did he really have gray eyes? It wasn’t merely his appearance. Yes,… Continue reading Kimly’s Trade, a Novel by Jackie Sill