Quintanna Roo Mexico

Just returned from a week long mission trip to the Mayan Riviera in the Yucatan Peninsula of Mexico. Got to work with about 150 kids in their vacation Bible school in the village of Nichta Ha. It never ceases to amaze me how the people there can be so content with so little. They always thank us for what we bring to them - mostly things. But do they have any idea what they give to us? A heartfelt faith. An appreciation for the basics in life. A love of God that is pure and honest.

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Unexpected Realization

** Nota bene - The following is a transcription of a longhand post written on May 30, 2013When I think about my so-called bucket list or contemplate the things I would like to do in this lifetime, traveling to the Holy Land really was never on there.

That may come as a surprise coming from a pastor. Certainly every pastor longs to trod those paths that Jesus walked. But for me, not really. It's not that I was not interested. It's just that when it comes to travel, I've always enjoyed staying closer to home and avoiding the crowds. Tourist areas don't interest me. And the Holy Land always seemed to be the Disney World for religious people. No thank you.

I could not have been more wrong.

Now, the tour is over, but I have not yet left the country. I am resting on my little hotel balcony, bags packed, with upcoming work responsibilities threatening to penetrate my reverie. The night-life sounds of Tel Aviv tickle my ears while the cool sea breezes caress my sun-burne…

I've been away from my blog for a long time as Caring Bridge became my writing instrument of choice during my cancer journey. I now am happily cancer free and much less angry than my last blog post would indicate. The fury over losing my hair indeed was just a symptom of a much deeper anger within me. Yet, breast cancer taught me many things. On this side of it I can honestly say that it is perhaps one of the best things that ever happened to me. Don't get me wrong. I would never ask to go through it again, nor would I wish it on anyone. But the experience of it and the outpouring of support that came from family and friends was amazing and eye-opening. I hope to start sharing some of those experiences on here as I get back into the swing of blogging.

...and actually, I kinda like my super-short pixie 'do!

Thoughts From a Dream

I just awoke from a troubling dream. In it I was walking across a bridge, and in the distance saw what appeared to be a lighting storm. The clouds obscured my view, yet the lightning seemed to be concentrated in one cluster, and it was drawing closer to me. I started to hurry. After I got over the bridge I was in a large open area, and suddenly what seemed to be lightning was actually a column of fire - sort of looked like a waterspout that you'd find over a body of water.

It was coming toward me, and I began running away from it. But it kept coming. I tried to judge its direction, but every time I went the opposite way, it seemed to follow me, getting closer and closer. I began to tire. The fatigue was incredible, but I kept dodging the fire. I felt myself panicking, wondering how I could keep the energy to save myself from being consumed by the fire. The fear was intense, and hopelessness was started to seep in. I finally was able to drag myself into a friend's hom…

The Cat Ate My Sermon

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