Richelle Wright

“Why didn’t they send a tractor?”

by Richelle Wright on July 18, 2014

The idea that much is expected of those who have been given much had been drilled into me as a boy. I saw giving back as my duty – a responsibility I’d accepted from a young age. Feeling the duty to help others after graduating from college, I signed up for the Peace Corps and [...]

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Living the Expat Life

by Richelle Wright on June 20, 2014

It feels normal and strange all at once – but that’s to be expected. I have been back in my home country for nearly a year… Another year to go before we head back into the expat life and scene. The routines here are finally comfortably familiar, again! I’m still loving all the things I love [...]

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of dust and criticism

by Richelle Wright on May 21, 2014

Living on the back side of the Sahara Desert for 13 years, I became intimately acquainted with dust. Keeping desert dust from simply moving in and taking over the house? Well, I jokingly (sorta) say that THAT was my full time job. Or battle. If I stick with the battle metaphor, it was one I [...]

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“But it’s not [stamps foot] what I wanted!”

by Richelle Wright on April 21, 2014

Remember being a kid and looking forward to birthday presents from Grandma and Grandpa? Yes, you had to go through the long, drawn out process of taking forever to open and read the card, but afterward? Rip, tear and toss away, finally diving into a box of something sure to bring pure delight. After all, [...]

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Home Assignment Blues

by Richelle Wright on March 24, 2014

I remember when I used to think that teachers had the best job in the world BECAUSE they had a whole summer vacation. Many of my Nigerien friends think that that distinction actually belongs to missionaries on home assignment BECAUSE they have a whole YEAR vacation. Halfway through our home assignment year, halfway through our [...]

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Ever seen a baby lizard dressed in Polly Pocket clothing?

by Richelle Wright on February 24, 2014

I have. I wish I had a picture… But I don’t. All I have is the memory. And that memory often gets me thinking about this fact. Sometimes, we missionary types take ourselves a little too seriously. We want to be effective,  impact lives, not just do what we do well but very well – [...]

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Tumbling in the Undertow

by Richelle Wright on January 29, 2014

I’ll never forget the first time I went body surfing. Only a tiny part of a much larger set of events, it remains vividly stamped upon my mind… Ten years old! Traveling – on a plane for the very first time that I could independently remember! On a trip with my swim team and without [...]

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Unforgettable

by Richelle Wright on December 20, 2013

When you live on the backside of the desert… in a land that has not traditionally recognized your favorite holidays and special life moments the way you always have… …it’s easy to feel at a loss as to how to make those moments special. Which sometimes encourages me to not look forward to those times. [...]

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Today! It’s my favorite day!

by Richelle Wright on November 19, 2013

I’ve spent a lot of years, now, reading and rereading The Complete Tales of Winnie the Pooh, featuring Pooh, his pal Piglet and the rest of their cohorts from the Hundred Acre Woods. It’s a good thing I’ve never tired of either him or his pals. Actually, the longer I read, the more I notice the [...]

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I can’t remember the first time we received one of those questionnaires in the mail… Since that time, many more have arrived – although now it is not  uncommon for a link to show up in our inbox, requesting us to respond to a list of questions at an online site which then tabulates our [...]

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Last time I wrote here, I shared a recent and very awkward conversation I’d  had with a Native American gentleman, a man who’s previous encounters with missionaries had convinced him that there was no such thing as a good one, an encounter made all the more awkward because my children were standing right there listening. [...]

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It was one of those conversations that I could have never planned on happening… and it was so super awkward when it did – but God allowed it… He even had it happen with most of my biggers standing right there and listening… absorbing… But first, a tiny bit of the back story. Our son [...]

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