Friend, I love Christmas cards and letters because they remind me. They remind me of different stages of my life and people I have known. They bring people to mind I may not have thought of in months (maybe not since the last Christmas card!). They help me feel connected to a larger story than […]
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It just sort of happened. As a teenager growing up in an a cappella church with an a cappella youth group, I sang a lot. In a non-instrumental church, any guy who can loosely carry a tune will be asked to carry that tune. And so I was. Over and over. And over. No guitar […]
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Who are we over here at A Life Overseas? As editor-in-chief of this blog collective, I’d like to give you my answer to that question. A Life Overseas is an online space where writers and readers show up to tell their stories. We share stories of wounds and stories of healing. We share stories of […]
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Sunday … The chaos begins shortly before 7am. Clothing, hair, and breakfast all seem to be reasons for little ones to fight. By the time we leave the house we’ve traded terse words over things of little consequence. We load up the kids, three crammed in back, three in the middle with whichever guest is […]
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I spent our early days in the Horn of Africa going to the market in the morning and learning how to decipher goat from beef from camel meat that hung in fly-covered slabs and then grinding it myself, how to make French Fries from potatoes instead of from the Drive-Thru, and studying language. Sort of. […]
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Before I jump into the post, please know that when I refer to work, I do not only mean paying jobs, but any role that keeps you occupied throughout the day. ******************* I love my job. I even have a sticker declaring that very fact stuck to my laptop, just below the arrow keys. Not […]
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A missionary friend shared this little video with me. Maybe us mission minded folk here at A Life Overseas can talk about it too. Take a walk in our town and you will pass by large green trash bins, usually overflowing. If you see the lid of the dumpster propped open with an empty […]
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