River wild.

It’s 5:20 am on Saturday morning in Cambodia and I am wide awake. I have been awake since around 4am when some nice little ant-like critters decided to take up residence in my bed and just bite me over and over again, so I abandoned any ideas of more sleep and got up. After a nice cold shower (because apparently hot showers aren’t a thing in some parts of Cambodia) I now find myself sitting in my room with some time on my hands. So I have my worship music playing softly in the background while I gather my thoughts … Continue reading River wild.

A sense of responsibility.

Oh, Cambodia, how I have missed you. I am back in Cambodia for the second time in three months and I am as happy as a pig in mud. There is something about this place that I just love; the sights and sounds and smells (as bad as they are) hit you as soon as you come step off the plane and just stay with you. And the people. My word, the people here are just amazing, even the ones that are trying to rip you off at the markets and charge you $15 USD for a headband that is … Continue reading A sense of responsibility.

Finding flowers amongst the thorns.

  Well, people, 2016 is almost over. In a few hours the clock will strike midnight and a new calendar will tick over, taking us from December 2016 to January 2017. I’m not going to lie, it’s a bit of a non event for me. At the risk of being a party pooper, I am not big on the huge NYE celebrations. Call me boring, but I’ll take a relaxed evening at home over partying in town any day. While I don’t spend NYE out and about partying the night away, one thing I do each year is sit and … Continue reading Finding flowers amongst the thorns.

Sunday night reflections.

I tend to do a lot of travel in my job, and I mean a lot. I have lost count of the number of times I have boarded a plane this year as I have had to make multiple domestic and international trips. And I couldn’t be happier. I am one of those people who is more than content to live out of a suitcase for periods of time. I even enjoy the whole airport experience, including getting there a few hours early as I hate being late to anything, so getting to the airport a couple of hours prior to … Continue reading Sunday night reflections.

The little girl who left me broken-hearted

For as long as I can remember, I have always loved children. If I’m out and about and see a fat little baby, all I want to do is pick them up and snuggle. One of my favourite things to do is sit at my brother’s house and snuggle with my little baby nephew, Frankie, while watching Sophie and Aidan, his brother and sister, play. I love kids and pray that one day God would bless me with kids of my own, both biological and adopted. So when it comes to injustices in the world, what hurts me most and … Continue reading The little girl who left me broken-hearted

Perspective.

If you have ever been on a plane, you know how small things look from up in the air. Everything takes on a different size; the buildings that seemed impossibly high from the ground become minuscule little dots on the ground. Our perspective shifts because everything looks different from up high and it is a good reminder of how big this world is and how small we actually are. Having just spent 9 days in Cambodia, I have once again had my perspective shifted. I have had certain views and ideas challenged and I find myself coming back home with … Continue reading Perspective.

Stepping off the ledge.

  Life is full of changes. As I sit at my kitchen table drinking green tea and listening to Johnnyswim, I am reflecting on the last few months and the ups and downs that have come with it. We go through seasons where things are fairly settled and going well, only to step into a season where it feels like the very ground we walk on is shifting under us. That has been my life the last few months or more. It’s been fun and interesting and challenging at times, while at other times, not so much. There have been … Continue reading Stepping off the ledge.