25 was the year of seasons. And the gift of all four! It was the first full year since 2014 that I’ve stayed put in America. The year I...

So I had a real rough go my first few months back in America. And looking back a few months removed from my last post I’ve got a whole...

The days feel like poetry. And maybe thats because I’m a bit desperate to see Jesus here. Wide-eyed for all of the ways He’s wooing me on...

I work on an island in a place I couldn’t even locate on a map a year ago. And the longer I live, the more certain I am that I could have...